Chapter 210: Meeting of Mrs. Zhang

Several people listened to her words and changed their expressions.
Didn't she come to the doctor for a diagnosis?
He then listened to An Rushuang and said, "I'm here to get the five hundred and twenty silver."
Zhang Liang also gave a slight smirk, and then sneered.
"Five hundred and two silvers have been prepared early. If the girl has the ability, I will give it with my hands."
He carried a very unique literati temperament, and it was such a threatening word that made him say gentle and elegant, but he had some imagination with An Yipei.
An Rushuang looked at him with a smile on his face, and smiled helplessly in his heart. Finally, he knew why everyone called him "Zhang Dashan".
Looking at it is indeed a kind face.
"So, five hundred ... Where is Mrs. He?"
An Rushuang slipped and asked him where the five hundred and two were, and looked up slightly. Although it was still the slightly smiling face, a pair of brown eyes were already frozen.
This person is quite inconsistent with the image of the great man in her imagination.
How to say that? Zhang Liang is more like a gentle scholar, but he is not just a scholar. Under the mask of this mask, he is slightly cold with murderous eyes, and,
He still learned martial arts.
However, Bianguan is always surprising, An Rushuang will not be tangled here, after all, she is not a long stay.
I know too much, but it is not easy to leave.
Therefore, at this time, she was just a young girl who had come here for five hundred and twenty silver, and she was young and daring.
An Rushuang didn't want to waste time. As he walked, he asked, "How many days has the old lady never eaten? Is it possible to use water?"
Zhang Liang glanced at her, and she said in a deep voice, "It has been six days since I started using rice. I can drink some water, but I ca n’t drink too much. I can only use tea cups every day.
To vomit. "
He was very detailed.
An Rushuang could not help but look at him curiously. This man, like him, looked gentle and careful.
"I heard that the old lady loves fish fillets? I dine six days ago. Have you used fish fillets?"
Zhang Liang frowned, looked at the little woman coldly, and for a moment he said arrogantly: "I thought you really came here with five hundred or two, haha! If you still want to be condemned
Talk about things, then it is unnecessary! "
With that said, he exclaimed: "Come, drop off!"
An Rushuang sighed softly—she retracted before saying the gentle words of the man.
"Even if I leave, I will lose five hundred and twenty-two, but Zhang Dashan lost it, but it was a grandma, which is really impossible."
She said this slowly, "I don't believe in condemnation. Although the old lady may be entangled with something, God hasn't had the time to manage an old lady eating fish fillets.
"
She said, and stopped suddenly.
Everyone was tickled by her words, and looked at her babblely, hoping that she would say two more words, but this girl seemed to be suddenly dumb, and would not say a word again.
Zhang Liang finally asked, "What is it?"
An Rushuang's face evoked a slightly invisible smile. At this moment, the setting sun was sinking, and the golden sun was shining in her eyes, as if the gods were ordinary.
"fish."
She slowly spit out a word.
Zhang Liang was silent.
The two came to the old lady's room together, and there was a little girl standing outside, her eyebrows slender, and she met Zhang Liang quickly and said, "Master!"
But two eyes patrolled around An Rushuang's body, as if An Rushuang was a monster with four arms.
"Donglian, what's wrong with the old lady?"
That Donglian looked inside sadly and shook her head: "I only drank some water today, but now I spit it out, sir, what can I do ..."
With that said, she almost cried.
With a deep sigh, Zhang Liang stared at An Rushuang, and said, "Go away."
An Rushuang followed him and entered the room. The room was not small but exuded a stale aroma. The scent was too heavy. An Rushuang frowned.
Zhang Liang had already bypassed the screen and walked straight into the bedroom. He sat by the bed and called out, "Grandma."
The temperature is extremely mild.
Something moved on the bed, a dry hand slowly lifted from the quilt, and held Zhang Liang's hand.
There was a big shock in An Rushuang's heart. If it wasn't for Zhang Liang's mouth, she would have thought that there was nothing on the bed-the bedding was almost flat.
And that hand, which was said to be bark-like, was a bit polite. It was almost as if there were only bones left. The bones were covered with a thin layer of skin, which looked very scary.
An Rushuang has been reprimanded by Luo Quxun, or he has taken the initiative to see and observe many patients. Some have said in the book, and some have directly observed when applying medicine through the name of the first medicine hall, but
She had never seen such a dead person.
Zhang Liang looked at her like this, and her heart sank for a few minutes. This girl looked at not more than fifteen years old. How could he be stupid for a moment and pin her hope on this little girl?
But An Rushuang had already come to him soon, and whispered, "Let me see."
Zhang Liang took a deep look at her, then slowly stood up to make a place for An Rushuang.
The old man was desperately looking at the person in front of him in the quilt-the blue tendons on her neck were all raised, but she exhausted her strength and failed to lift her head.
"Yes ... who?"
An Rushuang was about to say he was a doctor, and the old man asked with a hoarse voice: "Aliang ... Aliang, you are married ... a lady ..."
She laughed suddenly, a rough, dumb laugh, like the old scream.
"It's okay ... okay. Here, this is, grandma's greeting ... hold it."
With that said, she seemed to be struggling to put down an emerald bracelet on her wrist, and her wrist looked like a dry trunk, and the bracelet came off easily.
It almost fell out of her hands.
An Rushuang quickly helped her, but the old lady's dry fingers caught her instantly, like a bone, and her unhappy life hurt.
Then, the withered hand slowly put the emerald bracelet on An Rushuang's wrist.
The emerald jade bracelet took advantage of her snow-white skin, and it even looked deceiving.
An Rushuang's heart was uneasy. She stretched out her hand and returned the bracelet, saying, "Old lady, I am not ..."
A pair of big hands caught her instantly, the hand was slightly cold, An Rushuang could not help but stunned.
Zhang Liangjun's face was close at hand, and he said in a deep voice: "At this time, don't call it the old lady, just like me, call it grandma." With that said, wait for An Rushuang.
What to say, just turned to look at the old man: "Grandma, she just came home, and she was very shy."