話說余得水正說便宜話，和尚趕到說：「朋友你這腿怎么了呢？」李三德說：「人面瘡。」和尚說：「你願意好，不願意好？」李三德說：「為什麼不願意好？」和尚說：「就怕好不了。」余得水說：「和尚你這不是費話？你要能給治好了，花三吊四吊藥錢我給。」和尚說：「你準給嗎？」余得水說：「只要治好了，我就給。」和尚說：「你也不用給三吊四吊，你給兩吊錢，我就給他治好了。你可得拿一張紙，把你鋪子的字號水印按上，你拿筆我開幾樣藥，有的，你蓋水印，到鋪子取藥去。」余得水一想：「這樣的惡症，焉能說好就好。」立刻就拿了一張紙，打了水印，交給和尚。和尚要過筆來，寫了半天，誰也沒瞧見和尚寫的什麼。和尚寫完了說：「我要給他治好了，你可給兩吊錢。」余得水說：「我給。」和尚嚼了一塊藥，給李三德糊在瘡口之上，當時就見爛肉膿血直往外流，流淨了，和尚用手一摸瘡口，和尚口念：「唵嘛呢叭迷吽！唵，敕令赫！好了罷。」立刻瘡口平了，復舊如初。李三德站起來了，眾瞧熱鬧人齊說道：「真是活神仙也，靈丹妙藥。」和尚說：「余掌柜你給兩吊錢罷。」余得水也愣了。他本是說便宜話，不打算真給錢，見和尚要錢，余得水說：「得了，大師父你真跟我要錢？」和尚說：「你說便宜話，不給錢，那可不行。我這裡有張字，有你的水印。」和尚拿出來一念，上面寫的是：
话说余得水正说便宜话，和尚赶到说：「朋友你这腿怎么了呢？」李三德说：「人面疮。」和尚说：「你愿意好，不愿意好？」李三德说：「为什么不愿意好？」和尚说：「就怕好不了。」余得水说：「和尚你这不是费话？你要能给治好了，花三吊四吊药钱我给。」和尚说：「你准给吗？」余得水说：「只要治好了，我就给。」和尚说：「你也不用给三吊四吊，你给两吊钱，我就给他治好了。你可得拿一张纸，把你铺子的字号水印按上，你拿笔我开几样药，有的，你盖水印，到铺子取药去。」余得水一想：「这样的恶症，焉能说好就好。」立刻就拿了一张纸，打了水印，交给和尚。和尚要过笔来，写了半天，谁也没瞧见和尚写的什么。和尚写完了说：「我要给他治好了，你可给两吊钱。」余得水说：「我给。」和尚嚼了一块药，给李三德糊在疮口之上，当时就见烂肉脓血直往外流，流净了，和尚用手一摸疮口，和尚口念：「唵嘛呢叭迷吽！唵，敕令赫！好了罢。」立刻疮口平了，复旧如初。李三德站起来了，众瞧热闹人齐说道：「真是活神仙也，灵丹妙药。」和尚说：「余掌柜你给两吊钱罢。」余得水也愣了。他本是说便宜话，不打算真给钱，见和尚要钱，余得水说：「得了，大师父你真跟我要钱？」和尚说：「你说便宜话，不给钱，那可不行。我这里有张字，有你的水印。」和尚拿出来一念，上面写的是：
Now, as Yu Deshui was making his cheap offer, the monk arrived. “Friend,” he said, “what’s the matter with your leg?” “A human-face sore,” said Li Sande. “Do you want to get better, or don’t you?” said the monk. “Why wouldn’t I want to get better?” said Li Sande. “I’m only afraid you won’t,” said the monk. “Monk, isn’t that just hot air?” said Yu Deshui. “If you can cure him, I’ll pay three or four strings for the medicine.” “Will you really pay?” said the monk. “If he’s cured, I’ll pay,” said Yu Deshui. “You needn’t pay three or four strings,” said the monk. “Give me two strings of cash and I’ll cure him. But you have to take a sheet of paper and stamp your shop’s seal on it. Hand me a brush and I’ll write out a few medicines. Whatever's to be had, you stamp it, and someone goes to the shop to fetch the medicine.” Yu Deshui thought, “A foul complaint like that — how can it get better just because he says so?” He fetched a sheet of paper at once, stamped his seal on it and handed it to the monk. The monk asked for the brush and wrote for a good long while, and nobody saw what he wrote. When he had finished he said, “If I cure him, you pay two strings.” “I’ll pay,” said Yu Deshui. The monk chewed up a lump of medicine and plastered it over the mouth of Li Sande’s sore, and at once rotten flesh, pus and blood came streaming out. When it had all drained away, the monk rubbed the sore with his hand and chanted, “Om mani padme hum! Om, by command — he! There, it’s better.” At once the sore closed flat and the leg was as good as new. Li Sande stood up, and the onlookers all said together, “He’s a living immortal, and that’s a wonder drug!” “Shopkeeper Yu,” said the monk, “hand over the two strings.” Yu Deshui was stunned. He had only been talking cheap, with no thought of really paying, and now the monk wanted money. “Come off it, Master,” said Yu Deshui. “You’re really asking me for money?” “You talk cheap and then won’t pay? That won’t do,” said the monk. “I have a paper here, and your seal is on it.” The monk took it out and read it aloud. On it was written:
長瘡之人李三德，約我和尚來治腿，言明藥價兩吊錢，中保之人余得水。
长疮之人李三德，约我和尚来治腿，言明药价两吊钱，中保之人余得水。
Li Sande, the man with the sore on his leg,has engaged this monk to cure it;The fee agreed is two strings of cash,and Yu Deshui stands surety to ensure it.
下面寫著保人，蓋有水印，和尚說：「你不給，咱們是打官司。」余得水無法，給了兩吊錢。李三德說：「大師父，你老人家是我救命的恩人，救了我，就救了我一家了，你跟著到南門外段家酒飯鋪去，我還要重謝你老人家。」和尚說：「好，我正要喝酒。」同李三德來到段家酒鋪。李三德說：「掌柜的，你瞧我的瘡好了。」掌柜的說：「怎樣好的？」李三德說：「這位大師父給我治好的。掌柜的，先給要酒要菜，大師父吃多少錢都是我給。我先到家內去，叫我父母瞧瞧好放心，可別叫大師父走了。」眾人說：「就是罷。」
下面写着保人，盖有水印，和尚说：「你不给，咱们是打官司。」余得水无法，给了两吊钱。李三德说：「大师父，你老人家是我救命的恩人，救了我，就救了我一家了，你跟着到南门外段家酒饭铺去，我还要重谢你老人家。」和尚说：「好，我正要喝酒。」同李三德来到段家酒铺。李三德说：「掌柜的，你瞧我的疮好了。」掌柜的说：「怎样好的？」李三德说：「这位大师父给我治好的。掌柜的，先给要酒要菜，大师父吃多少钱都是我给。我先到家内去，叫我父母瞧瞧好放心，可别叫大师父走了。」众人说：「就是罢。」
Below that he had written “Guarantor”, and the seal was stamped on it. “If you won’t pay,” said the monk, “then we’ll stand trial over it.” Yu Deshui had no way out and paid the two strings. “Master,” said Li Sande, “you’re the benefactor who saved my life. In saving me you’ve saved my whole family. Come with me to the Duan family tavern outside the South Gate; I want to thank you properly.” “Fine,” said the monk. “I was just wanting a drink.” He went with Li Sande to the Duan family tavern. “Boss,” said Li Sande, “look, my sore’s healed.” “How did it heal?” said the shopkeeper. “This Master here cured me,” said Li Sande. “Boss, first bring him wine and dishes. Whatever the Master eats and drinks, I’ll pay for it all. I’m going home first to let my father and mother see me so they can stop worrying. Whatever you do, don’t let the Master leave.” “Right you are,” said everyone.