Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

Xia Beibei paid the money first, picked up the wrapped clothes on the counter, and carried them on her back, then picked up three bolts of coarse cloth, and walked out of the cloth shop.

After a while, a handsome young man came out from a hidden corner, with blood on his forehead, and ran directly towards the pharmacy.

"Hey, shopkeeper, shopkeeper, hurry up and get me some medicine, it's going to hurt me to death." Xia Beibei covered her forehead and plunged into the pharmacy, yelling pain incessantly .

"Yo, you... what's the matter with you?" The shopkeeper looked at 'him' wearing expensive clothes, and instinctively thought that he was the son of a rich family.

"Don't mention it, I didn't know which bastard it was just now, but I ran into my young master in a hurry, and I was hit by this young master against the wall. When I turned around and was about to argue with that person, the bastard had already run away. There's no one there." Xia Beibei gritted her teeth and said, with bad luck written all over her face.

"Young master is unlucky, hurry up and give me some medicine."

"Okay, okay, wait a moment." The shopkeeper immediately took out a bottle of medicine powder from a drawer, and came to Xia Beibei's side.

"Hold it a little bit, it hurts a little bit." He urged.

The son of a rich family can't stand the pain the most, so don't scream at him when the time comes.

Xia Beibei only cared about the drawer, so she couldn't care less about her forehead, it was knocked out by herself, but for that guy Dongfang Yu, she was willing to go all out.

After returning home, I have to explain it to my grandma, which is a headache.

When he recovered from his illness later on, he would have to give him another severe blow. Money is a small matter, but suffering is a major matter.

"Hiss, it hurts, it hurts." As soon as the shopkeeper sprinkled the medicine powder on her forehead, the pain immediately made her want to cry. This ancient times, there is not even a painkiller, so it's really backward.

"Grandma, if my young master meets those bastards again, I must give them a good lesson."

"My lord, please bear with me." The shopkeeper carefully applied Xia Beibei's top-grade gold-chuang medicine, "It's done."

"Shopkeeper, my young master's wound won't leave a scar, right?" Xia Beibei asked.

"This..." The shopkeeper didn't know how to answer.

Such a large wound, if it is said that there will be no scars, he himself does not believe it.

"My lord, otherwise, if you buy back the whole bottle of Jinchuang medicine and sprinkle it a few more times, it should get better sooner." That's all he could say.

"Then..." Xia Beibei hesitated for a moment, "You give me another bottle, I want two bottles, and I'm busy with my father's business all day long, and I can't even bring all the medicines with me. It's really unlucky these days, don't do it again." What an accident."

"Okay." The shopkeeper saw that this was a big spender, and immediately went to get another bottle.

"Shopkeeper, my young master's head has been smashed, so nothing will happen tonight?"

"No, no, don't worry, it's just a small injury." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

At first glance, he looked like a young man who had never been hurt, and he could say a few words of comfort.

"What a small injury, my young master's body is precious, there can't be any mistakes, how much money?" Xia Beibei picked up two bottles of Jinchuang medicine on the counter and asked.

"Twelve."

Xia Beibei: "..." Ten taels of silver? She looked at the two small bottles in her hand.