Fast Transmute: The Fickle Villain is Su and Pampered

Chapter 242 Female Traditional Chinese Medicine and Male Huadan (6)

"But……"

"Okay." Ling Lian interrupted Russell's words while listening, "Let's sell it at a higher price, it's not that we can't make money, you, don't embarrass others, they all have to eat. "

When the farmer heard this, he hurriedly bent down and bowed to thank Ling Lian: "Thank you, Master, for your face, thank you, Master, for your face!" Ling Lian looked at the man who was older than her father and bowed to her to accompany her smile , There was a strange feeling in my heart.She waved her hand at him, giving up.

Although Luo Su still wanted to say something, but Ling Lian's words had already come down, and she had to listen if she didn't listen.The little girl looked at Ling Lian reluctantly, and then said to the farmer: "That's all right, you and I will settle the bill in the cashier's room. Remember to give me the medicinal materials one by one later. They are arranged in the warehouse, if one is broken, I will return it to you."

"Be careful, be careful." The farmer smiled and nodded at Russell.

There were few people in the medical hall at noon, and several apprentices and old Chinese doctors went to the kitchen in the backyard of the medical hall to eat first.

Ling Lian had already been called away by the cook in the medical hall to eat, so at this time, he took the position of those apprentices and came to deal with some patients who were grabbing medicine.

On one side, Russell was holding a bowl and holding a thin noodle steamed bun in his hands, approaching Ling Lian.

The porcelain bowl was placed on the wooden cabinet in front of the medicine cabinet, and there was a slight sound.Russell complained to Ling Lian: "You are the boss, too. The purchase price is high, but the original price remains the same, and our earnings will be reduced by more than half. We can't earn a few copper coins after working hard all day long."

"It's really tiring to run a pharmacy." Ling Lian leaned on the cabinet with her elbows, and rested her chin on the wooden counter, "Doctors, it's their duty to hang pots to help the world, treat diseases and save talents, not a businessman."

"It sounds good." Russell pouted, "It's as if the doctor is a god, and he doesn't need to spend money on food and daily necessities. He doesn't eat anything every day, and he can be full by standing outside in the sun. Clothes and objects can be transformed out of thin air. Doctors are human too, how can they live without money.”

"The harvest is not good this year." Ling Lian felt relieved for Russell.

Although this little girl is young, she is very good at budgeting. She has managed the income and expenditure accounts of the medical center since she was young. She has to calculate every copper coin in the medical center before spending it.

"Nowadays, the poorer people are, the more sick they are. The sicker they are, the poorer they are. Those who came to buy medicines started to bargain with me, and even threatened us not to give him a cheap price. It was our fault that he couldn't buy medicines and died. Really. It's so pissing off. Those rich people don't come to see a doctor very often. It's strange, don't rich people get sick?" Russell said, and took a bite of steamed buns angrily, as if holding the steamed buns to vent his anger.

Another apprentice who just came in after eating heard Russell's complaint. He grinned and said to Russell, "You are lagging behind, aren't you? Ever since Westerners came to our place, they brought a kind of medicine. , called Western medicine. What minor ailment, we have to grab medicine, boil medicine, and drink a bowl of Chinese medicine to cure it. It’s a little more expensive, and there’s nothing wrong with it, but rich people still like to spend money on expensive things. What’s this called... oh, upper-class consumption in upper-class society.”

"Go, go, what's high and low." Russell rolled his eyes at the man, "If you treat a disease, you have to be divided into different ranks. Don't they all have to be buried under the ground when they die? They entered the upper class." Can the dead body go to the sky after the death of the society? Besides, the Western medicine invented by Westerners is for the treatment of Westerners, so why do we go up and join in the fun?"

"Because they are high class."

Russell let out a "bah" when he heard this: "Your highness, what a fart! Instead of idling here with nothing to do, you might as well go and fill the medicine cabinet with the medicine in the warehouse for me."

The apprentice chuckled, and then went back to the courtyard behind the medical hall.

The next day, Master Li was going to invite him to the theater, Ling Lian specially found a new dress and put it on: She always felt that Master Li was not easy to mess with, so it's better to be careful when you are with him tomorrow.

Because she had nothing to do, Ling Lian fell asleep early.

As a result, in the middle of the night, she was awakened suddenly by the rapid knocking on the door downstairs of the medical hall.

A woman's anxious voice was particularly obvious in the silent night: "Is there anyone?! Quickly save my child! Please open the door!"

Ling Lian was so frightened by the sound that she didn't even have time to put on her clothes, so she wore suspender pajamas, put on a coat and rushed down the stairs to open the door of the hospital for the people outside.

As soon as the woman saw Ling Lian, she immediately knelt down in front of Ling Lian and wept and asked Ling Lian to save her son.

Ling Lian was frightened by this momentum, and took a step back before hastily helping the woman up.

The other party was holding a one or two-year-old child in his arms, and now, the child was convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

Ling Lian turned on the light in the hospital, and under the warm yellow light, the woman shook the baby in her arms: "Bao'er! Bao'er! We called the doctor! Wake up! Let her see what's wrong with you ?”

However, the child didn't respond at all, so anxious that the woman turned her eyes to Ling Lian for help.

The system automatically analyzed the child's face for Ling Lian next to him: his face was blue and purple, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full.

Following the prompts of the system, she asked about the vomiting and three meals and two bowel movements, and then looked at the child's fingers and tongue.Fingerprints are blue and purple, tongue is dark red...

"This is a typical convulsion in children." The system said, "It's congestion blocked the veins and caused convulsions."

Linglian relayed the answer given to her by the system to the woman.The woman said: "Ah? What can I do! It's all my fault! I'm too busy working as a long-term worker on weekdays, so I didn't like him!" After finishing speaking, she began to cry again.

"This is not a serious illness, and it won't lead to death. It can be treated with infantile convulsions first." Ling Lian said again.

The system explained the composition of the prescription for Ling Lian in detail: "Angelica, peach kernel, safflower, rehmannia glutinosa, red peony root, uncaria, antelope horn, and imperina root are all three grams each. Children are weak, and medicines that are too heavy or It is dangerous to eat medicines that are too complicated, and this is an emergency prescription, and the small amount of medicine is also conducive to the timely preparation of the medicine soup."

The woman took the medicine and thanked Ling Lian repeatedly.Suddenly, the woman seemed to have suddenly realized something, and her face showed embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" Ling Lian asked.

"Look at me..." she said with a blushing face, "I was in a hurry and forgot to bring the money here, look..."

(End of this chapter)