Seeing Zhao Lingyue's expression, the middle-aged man is so shrewd. He obviously understands how arrogant his daughter is, and must have just offended the miracle doctor.
He shook his head helplessly and said angrily: "Ling Yue, how many times have I told you to restrain your temper on weekdays."
Or maybe he was angry, the middle-aged man's blood surged again, and he coughed hard several times.
Although he didn't cough up any bruises, his complexion, which had improved slightly, became pale again.
Speaking of which, most of the reason why the middle-aged man's health has become so bad is because of Zhao Lingyue's anger.
"Dad, are you okay?
My daughter realizes her mistake, but "
Zhao Lingyue bit her lip and muttered aggrievedly: "It's just that the young master is extremely beautiful and very young. How did my daughter know that he is a doctor?"
This is the stereotyped thinking of the ancients. In their view, doctors must be older, otherwise they will be incompetent.
Like the pig-kidney face just now, why Zhao Lingyue believes it is because he is ugly and old, which meets the doctor's standards.
"Oh, you."
The middle-aged man sighed repeatedly.
It wasn't that he felt bad that he missed the life-saving miracle doctor, but he felt guilty for not repaying his life-savior, and even made his life-savior angry.
"By the way, Dad, the miracle doctor left these two things behind."
Zhao Lingyue thought of something and quickly handed the banknote and prescription to the middle-aged man.
She almost tore these two things into pieces just now. Although she didn't tear them into pieces in the end, these two things were also kneaded into twists.
The middle-aged man glared at Zhao Lingyue angrily, "You girl, this is how you treat the things given by your benefactor?"
Zhao Lingyue's face turned red, knowing that she had indeed done something wrong.
The middle-aged man unfolded the two things while teaching his daughter.
When he saw the prescription, the middle-aged man couldn't help but his eyes lit up, "This is the prescription!"
Zhao Lingyue nodded repeatedly and hurriedly added: "Yes, yes, my benefactor said, let us give you medicine according to this recipe, saying it can cure your disease."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man was filled with hope.
After all, who wants to die if they can live?
However, when the middle-aged man thought about the lack of money, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Let's forget it. I'm an old man and I'm almost alive now. I have to leave you some dowry no matter what, so that you won't be bullied after you get married."
"Dad! I don't want to get married. My daughter only wants her father to live well!"
Zhao Lingyue's eyes suddenly turned red.
The middle-aged man sighed repeatedly and unfolded another piece of paper. He wanted to at least see what his benefactor had left behind.
After unfolding this object, the middle-aged man was stunned.
This is a silver note worth three hundred taels!
What is the concept of three hundred taels?
The middle-aged man has been a bodyguard for most of his life, and the total money he has earned is probably less than one hundred taels.
In other words, these three hundred taels are directly worth the income of a middle-aged man for three lifetimes!
"This, this, this..."
The middle-aged man couldn't even speak for a long time. He knew very well that this kind of help was no longer a small favor.
Zhao Lingyue was also shocked when she saw the amount of the banknote, but she soon became excited.
"Dad, that's great. With this money, we can treat you!"
With three hundred taels of silver, even without the prescription given by Muchuan, the father and daughter sought medical treatment everywhere, and the disease could probably be cured.
The middle-aged man struggled to stand up and said repeatedly: "No! Where is my benefactor? Such a great favor is unbearable. I must return this bank note to my benefactor!"
"Dad! I don't know where my benefactor has gone a long time ago. Let's use the money first. In the worst case, if we make money later, we can return it to our benefactor!"
Zhao Lingyue begged bitterly.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh when he thought that after his death, his daughter with such a character would be bullied in all kinds of ways.
"That's all."
But the middle-aged man knew very well that even if his illness was completely cured, he would not be able to earn back three hundred taels of silver even if he worked until he died.
Speaking of Muchuan, after bidding farewell to Zhao Lingyue, he had no intention of wandering around the village. He just left the village and rode his Tiger motorcycle directly up the mountain.
Muchuan planned to visit the hunter village on the mountain.
The hunter village on this mountain is entirely made up of hunters.
As the saying goes, relying on mountains and water, hunters can hunt happily by relying on this big forest.
Of course, their income does not entirely depend on hunting, but basically depends on the wages paid by Muchuan.
That's right, Muchuan hired a large number of hunters to live here and hunt.
Part of the prey obtained was sent to the Mu Mansion for consumption, and part was left for the hunters to distribute among themselves. As for the larger ones, they were sent to the cave for Brother Eagle to eat.
In this hunter's village, there are also three tiger cubs that Muchuan captured before.
After half a year, these three tiger cubs must have grown quite big. Muchuan came here just to take a look at the situation.
No matter how you say you are their master, if they don't even recognize their master, it will be extremely difficult to tame them in the future.
"Master, why are you here?"
All the hunters were extremely surprised by Muchuan's arrival.
After all, the Hunter Village is located deep in the mountains and old forests, so it is not easy to visit.
Muchuan smiled and said, "I'm here to see the tigers."
Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.
Just when the little tiger is mentioned, everyone's expressions don't look too good.
Seeing this, Muchuan couldn't help but feel a little curious about what might be going on in his mind, and quickly asked.
After asking, Muchuan understood the reason.
It turns out that after such a long time, all three tiger cubs have grown to half their size.
It's said to be half-sized, but it's actually bigger than a hunting dog.
It was okay when they were young, but as they grew larger, the ferocious nature of these tiger cubs gradually emerged.
Not long ago, there was even a fatal incident. If these hunters didn't know how to deal with tigers, someone might have died in the tiger's mouth.
After this incident, the hunters no longer dared to let tiger cubs roam freely, so they locked them in iron bars.
Regarding this, Muchuan also felt that the matter was quite serious.
No matter what you say about these tiger cubs, they are all the descendants of murderous tigers.
You know, the murderous tiger is the most ferocious of all the tigers Muchuan has ever seen.
Its offspring inherit its genes and will naturally not be too well-behaved.
Muchuan came to the fence and saw three little tigers through the two-meter-high iron fence.
Dahuzi has a tattoo all over his body and already has the fierce look of his mother.
Erhuzi was born with a strange coat color and was covered in black hair. This time he looked like a super black panther.
The little tiger was all white and looked quite beautiful, but Muchuan knew very well that among the three tigers, this little tiger was the most ferocious.
The tiger who hurt others before was this little tiger who seemed to be the most well-behaved.
