Doctor Zhou looked at the formula and had a relaxed smile on his face: "It can be prepared, but it's only 3,000 doses of wound medicine. We don't have that many medicinal materials in the warehouse, so we have to find a pharmacist."

"Do you have any familiar drug dealers? These wound medicines are supplied to the military camps. We must choose the best medicinal materials and try to get them at the lowest price. This way we can sell them cheaper." Su Wan is a doctor. , is to do our best to make the common people affordable and treat diseases with the least money.

"Okay." Zhou Lang said hotly and ordered the medicine boy to clean up the messy counter. He took out his robe and put it on his shoulders, preparing to go to the medicine dealer. Before going out, he told Su Wan: "Our backyard is big, and there are several miscellaneous rooms that are not needed. We have specially set them up for you to prepare medicinal materials."

"Then I won't find another workshop." Su Wan walked to the door, took out fifty taels of silver and gave it to Doctor Zhou: "You take it to buy medicine."

Langzhong Zhou took the money and left.

Su Wan stood at the door and looked at a small shop next to it, which sold rouge and gouache. The door was deserted, there was no business, and the shopkeeper was idly rubbing the dirt from his neck.

The medicine boy came over, took Su Wan's sleeve and entered the hospital, whispering: "Mr. Zhou heard that you wanted to buy the shop next door to sell medicinal food. He went to the next door and asked about it. The shopkeeper said that he would not rent it, but only sell it. He wanted this amount. "

He held up a few fingers.

Su Wan: "Three hundred taels of silver?"

The medicine boy nodded.

"Why didn't he just go and rob it?" Su Wan sneered, and immediately gave up her thoughts. She couldn't help but complain: "Other places only have more than a hundred taels of silver, but the genius has two hundred taels."

One copper plate is equivalent to one dollar in modern times, and three hundred taels of silver is equivalent to three hundred thousand yuan.

Not to mention that money at this time was more valuable than modern money.

Su Wan quickly discovered the fact that even if it was more than a hundred taels, she couldn't afford it!

no! She has to develop more medicines and earn more money!

Su Wan was feeling like a chicken's blood, and her whole body was full of energy.

The shop next door sells rouge and gouache. If she develops pure Chinese medicine skin care products and the results show, she can use them to trade in the shop next door!

Just as she said it, Su Wan took out the ancestral recipe, prepared the medicinal materials, and went to the backyard to prepare it.

——

The capital, Dingyuan Hou Mansion, seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of haze.

The atmosphere in the longhouse courtyard was solemn.

Su Jihong was lying on the bed, falling into a coma. His majestic face was tinged with blue and black. His left arm was cut off at the elbow and was now wrapped in a thick bandage.

The woman sitting next to the bed was gentle and beautiful. She was in her thirties and still had charm. She was looking at the man on the bed with a sad expression, her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

The girl standing next to her was wearing a light white dress. The dress was so plain that there was no embroidery at all. It was extremely elegant and set off her delicate white face, as bright and flawless as a lotus in a pond.

Su Mixue comforted Mrs. Dingyuanhou in a gentle voice: "Mom, don't be sad. My daughter will find a miracle doctor to detoxify her father."

Mrs. Dingyuan Hou cried and fell into Su Mixue's arms: "Nothing can happen to your father. If something happens to him, what should I do?" Her hand tightly grasped Su Mixue's wrist, as if grasping a life-saving straw. : "You go back to the palace to beg the prince, and make a list to ask for the miracle doctor to detoxify your father!"

Mrs. Su had always disliked her. She was not worthy of Su Jihong, so she kicked her out of the Hou Mansion. Later, she married her husband and her husband died. Mrs. Su thought that she was a broom star who would kill her own man, so it took several years of stalemate before Su Jihong married her.

Even if Su Mixue marries the prince, Mrs. Su still doesn't want to see her, but she will no longer be disrespectful to her. If Su Jihong dies, she will definitely not have a good life in the Hou Mansion!

Mrs. Dingyuan Hou hated Qi Guang so much that he smeared poison on the knife. This was obviously to kill Su Jihong!

Su Mixue gently patted Mrs. Dingyuan Hou's back and looked at the unconscious Su Jihong. He was her reliance in the East Palace and she would not let him die no matter what.

"I will ask the prince to publish a list to find a miracle doctor among the people."

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