Chapter 50 Big-name Cellmate
Su Luo knew that the jailer was a good man with a cold face but a warm heart. Although he couldn't go outside to ask for a doctor, he moved an expert over. Just by looking at him, he could tell that Yun Lang was injured. Maybe he was some former martial arts leader who had retired to prison to avoid the world... Of course, this way of seclusion was a bit silly.
Su Luo quickly offered two handfuls of straw from his cell and asked the old man to sit on the ground. While letting Yun Lang sit down, he asked the old man, "I wonder who you are, senior? How could you tell that he was injured just by looking at him?"
This made the old man stunned, "Isn't it him? The prison boss told me that the tallest one had an injured left foot."
Su Luo stopped talking and squatted to draw circles. The old man asked Yun Lang to take off his shoes and socks and checked his injuries. It seemed that the old man was a doctor before he came in, and his medical skills were not bad. He rubbed and pressed here and there, saying that Yun Lang had bruised bones and dislocated joints. He first straightened the joints and then used Yun Lang's belt to tie his ankles tightly. It was much better than Su Luo's two massages.
Su Luo was a little curious. The old man's methods and demeanor did not seem like a charlatan who was swindling people. How could he end up in such a mess? The old man sighed and said that his surname was Li and he was from Hubei. He was 69 years old this year and came from a family of doctors. A month ago, he went to Nanjing to find a friend to write a preface for his new book, but he didn't find anyone. So he came to Huaiyuan County to see a former student. The student's surname was Wu and his name was Yong. He opened a small clinic in Huaiyuan County. Of course, he was happy to see his teacher. When the two were talking about their ideals in life, the yamen runners came and said that someone had died after taking the medicine prescribed by Wu Yong. Wu Yong argued with reason, but the yamen leader got impatient and said that they were only responsible for arresting people, so they arrested the old man as well. Now Wu Yong is still in the cell in front for a month.
Su Luo asked: "How many times has it been tried in a month? Is there any result?"
Old Li shook his head, "I haven't tried it."
"Why?"
"It seems that the county magistrate's father passed away and he returned to his hometown to mourn."
Su Luo scratched his chin, "Then... there is someone who can temporarily replace him, right?"
"The temporary replacement officials are just there to do the job. How can they take the initiative to investigate the case?"
Su Luo felt a little dizzy and asked carefully, "How long will the county magistrate have to mourn for?"
Old Li was also a little dizzy. He smacked his lips and said dryly, "According to the rules, you need to observe mourning for 27 months."
Su Luo was really dizzy. He immediately grabbed the fence and shouted that he was innocent. However, since it was nap time, no one was interested in making a fuss. The other side even threw some straw and dust to warn Su Luo to shut up.
After 27 months, Su Luo was devastated and could only pray to God that Zhou Chongwen could rescue them safely. Yun Lang was not too anxious. He always thought that he came here for vacation and the reason he was still here was because he didn't want to go out. If he wanted to go out, he could go out at any time. Su Luo quickly persuaded him to give up the idea of going out, saying that it was a jailbreak.
It seems that we can only rely on Zhou Chongwen to make arrangements outside. I hope he is still alive and can find out about a few idiots with knives who were caught for "robbery" on the official road.
When Old Li heard that Su Luo had this connection, he immediately asked if he could help save them. Su Luo was a little hesitant because he didn't know if Wu Yong was really wrongly imprisoned. The old man was not happy and patted his chest and said that if there was any problem with my student's medical skills, I would die here. Su Luo quickly dissuaded him, saying that the prison boss was a good man and we couldn't cause trouble for him.
The two were talking animatedly, while Yun Lang was extremely disdainful, saying that this was all nonsense. If Lao Zhou was dragged to death by Ma, we would have to wait for 27 months for the trial, and it would be very likely that he would be convicted of a false conviction - this guy never had a good impression of government officials.
Su Luo and Old Li both stopped talking. Su Luo counted on her fingers and realized that she couldn't even wait two months, let alone twenty-seven months. After November, her business opportunity would disappear and would be irreplaceable. It would mean that she had worked in vain and came to jail on purpose. She was really a genius!
A few days passed and there was still no news from Zhou Chongwen. Su Luo was so worried that her hair almost turned white. During this time, she found that Old Li didn't seem to be too worried. Not only did he not look sad, but on the contrary, he lived a very peaceful life every day. He would meditate, do some breathing exercises, or take out a book from his arms and study hard. It seemed that a month had made him get used to the boring life in prison.
Su Luo solemnly invited Old Li to come to her home... no, to squeeze into her cell from the broken fence, as it was more spacious on her side. Yun Lang was originally against it, but after seeing Old Li's skinny figure, he agreed. It seemed that he believed in Su Luo's fighting ability.
The reason why Su Luo asked the old man to come over was because of his interest in his book. Reading a book in this environment is always better than sitting idle. Old Li was also very happy and took the initiative to say that in order to thank Su Luo for providing him with a good rest environment, he would lend his masterpiece to Su Luo.
The two knelt facing each other. Old Li took out and gave it to Su Luo with a slight nod. Su Luo also took it with both hands. Yun Lang couldn't stand it. He pointed at Su Luo and said, "How can you, a middleman, pretend to be a cultured person?" After being glared back by Su Luo, he shouted again, "Old Li, my feet hurt again." Old Li hurried over to re-bandage him. Su Luo looked down at the book in his hand. There was no name. He turned a page and saw "Dongbi Manuscript" written in the corner. Turning another page, the first line was: Volume 1, Materia Medica of Various Dynasties.
It turned out to be a medical book, written neatly . Although Su Luo couldn't understand the medical terms, it contained a lot of illustrations, which made it interesting. Su Luo asked as he flipped through the book, "Compendium of Materia Medica?"
Old Li paused and looked back at Su Luo. "Compendium of Materia Medica?" He paused for a long time and suddenly exclaimed with great admiration. "What a great name! The outline of this book is inspired by the Tongjian Gangmu and is based on various herbs. Compendium of Materia Medica, great! Great!"
Old Li said two good words in a row, which made Su Luo sweat. In which year did Compendium of Materia Medica appear? She was not sure, but judging from Old Li's behavior, it has not appeared yet... Wait! Wait, what did Old Li say? He said that this book was his hard work, he wrote it, and it has not been named yet. The most important point is that Su Luo's strange sense of familiarity with Old Li did not come from three-dimensional images, but from planes, two-dimensional!
"Girl." Old Li quickly tied Yun Lang's ankles and said, "I wonder if anyone has used this name before? If not, can I use this title for the book..."
"Old Li..." Su Luo swallowed hard, lowered his head and flipped through the book in his hand, "Uncle, what's your name?"
Old Li was stunned. "Last name: Li, didn't you know that a long time ago?"
"What's your name?" Su Luo's voice was a little trembling, and his hand holding the book was shaking a little.
"Oh..." Old Li stood up, straightened his clothes, and bowed, "I am Li Shizhen, with the courtesy name Dongbi and the pseudonym Binhu."
