The third day of building a house.
Mu Yan left the space as usual and entered the main room.
He found his brother Mu Bai sitting in the main room with an excited look on his face.
Mu Yan: "Brother, what a good day it is today..."
Mu Bai: "Yan'er, there's news about the field. It's a 50-acre piece of land, and the price is right. The other party is a little anxious and plans to complete the formalities today."
Mu Yan was also very excited, finally building a greenhouse.
But his eyes dimmed again, and the glass or plastic hadn't been found yet.
"Brother, go ahead and go through the formalities. I'll think about how to build a greenhouse."
Mu Bai: "Yan'er, I want you to go through the formalities and put the land in your name."
Mu Bai was shocked. Is it necessary for my brother to separate himself so clearly
Looking at Mu Yan's hesitant eyes, he continued: "I know you agreed to Fan Jing and be with him, but he is not an ordinary person after all. You are right to keep more money and land with you after all. Besides, buying land You also paid for it.”
Mu Bai lowered his head, seemingly feeling a little inferior.
Mu Yan did not refuse, knowing that his brother wanted to pursue an official career, and he would eventually have to manage this place by himself.
Mu Yan agreed to her brother.
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"How's it going?" The village chief grandpa walked in and asked with a smile.
Mu Bai: "Grandpa, village chief, we have agreed to put the land in Yan'er's name, and Yan'er will handle it with you right now."
Mu Yan quickly stood up and said, "Grandpa, village chief, where should we go?"
"Go to Pujia Village next door. This land belongs to Pu Wensheng, the richest man in Pujia Village."
"Then let's go in a carriage."
Mu Yan and the village chief got into the carriage.
Brother Haiming knew the road better than Wenjun, so he asked Brother Haiming to take the two of them to Pujia Village.
On the way, Mu Yan also learned that Pu Meng was Pu Wensheng's only son. Pu Meng was seriously ill and spent a lot of money, but it was never cured. Last night, the doctor brought a thousand-year-old ginseng, but the price was a bit expensive. Pu Wensheng's family can't afford it now. , and planned to sell the land.
Ginseng? Unfortunately, I forgot the request from the clerk at Ping An Pharmacy.
After a while, I arrived at Pu Wensheng's home.
Speaking of a home, Mu Yan thought it was more like a manor, a little taller than the house he was building.
The two walked in.
"Village Chief Chai, you are finally here! Where is the buyer?" A sad-looking man from Zhongnan came over and said hurriedly to the village chief.
Grandpa Village Chief: “This little girl is the buyer.”
Another man with white hair sneered, "The people in your village are poor and you are full of lies. You deserve to be the joke of people all over the country."
"Village Chief Pu, don't bully others too much..."
"Okay, okay, now is the time to buy and sell land, not the time for you to quarrel." Pu Wensheng was thinking about his son. If he was not in a hurry to sell and needed two village chiefs as witnesses, he would not have let these two people get together. Woolen cloth.
The two stopped arguing.
"Girl, let's sign the contract inside." Pu Wensheng said.
"good."
As soon as he entered the house, a familiar figure appeared in front of Mu Yan. It's a guy from Ping'an Pharmacy.
"It's you, why are you here?" Mu Yan asked in surprise, slowly becoming ashamed again.
"Hey, it's Miss Yan'er. Turns out you still remember me. I asked you to help me find ginseng last time. No matter if I found it or not, I didn't know to tell you. You can't do this as a human being." The clerk from Ping'an Pharmacy mocked.
Mu Yan also looked embarrassed, he had indeed forgotten.
"...I'm sorry, I've been busy with things lately, so I forgot about it."
The clerk at Ping An Pharmacy glanced at Mu Yan and stopped talking.
"So you two know each other?" Pu Wensheng said.
"I went to the drug store to sell herbs and buy medicine jars..." Mu Yan said casually.
"Selling herbal medicine? Does the girl know medical skills?" Pu Wensheng's eyes flashed, then dimmed.
How could a little girl know medical skills? People who know herbal medicine may not necessarily know medical skills. It seems that she was anxious and went to the doctor in a hurry.
He shook his head again.
When the waiter heard Pu Wensheng's question, he was just thinking about how to make this girl suffer.
Last time he didn't find ginseng, but the doctor deducted his monthly payment.
He hurriedly pointed at Mu Yan and said confidently: "She knows medical skills, and her medical skills are superb."
Mu Yan was dumbfounded. He didn't know medical skills, and the clerk didn't know if he knew medical skills. So he was sure that he knew medical skills, and there must be a purpose.
"No, I don't know medical skills." Mu Yan waved his hand.
"Pu Wensheng, you still want to prevent your son from living. Doctor Chu told you last night that your son will not survive tonight without treatment." The man said.
Pu Wensheng looked at Mu Yan and then at the clerk.
Finally he gritted his teeth and said: "Girl, can you please save my son? If he is saved, I will give you the 50 acres of land for free."
Pu Wensheng finally believed the words of the clerk at Ping An Pharmacy.
At this moment, a handsome man walked out of the back room, and said coldly and in an indifferent tone: "Since you know medical skills, let's go in and have a look." Looking at it was in vain, and I was already very sure that Pu Meng's vitality is disappearing. Even if he buys Millennium Ginseng now, it will be useless.
Mu Yan was also helpless. He really didn't know medical skills, so how could he catch the chance to sell it
Moreover, this guy is still urging himself.
"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If you go and see, nothing will happen." If something happens quickly, it's better to die while you are seeing a doctor.
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"Wanwan, can you treat illnesses?" Mu Yan asked helplessly.
"No, you can try it with spiritual spring water." Wan Wan said.
"But, I can't explain it, and I don't understand some medical terms, so I can't just talk nonsense."
Just like that, Mu Yan was pushed into Pu Meng's room by the guy.
Pu Meng was lying on the bed very thin, with a dark complexion, swollen limbs and a bulge on his abdomen.
As Mu Yan stood there, she felt that this life was disappearing.
His heart skipped a beat, and he turned around and said coldly to everyone: "I don't like people being present when I'm healing."
This also indirectly proves what the waiter said, that Mu Yan knows medical skills.
Pu Wensheng quickly said respectfully: "Whether you are saved or not, I will thank you girl."
There is really no other way. All the doctors around here have looked at her, but they can't cure her. Besides, her son is in danger and she is going to die. Just give it a try.
In an instant, only Mu Yan and Pu Meng were left in the room.
Mu Yan touched Pu Meng's nose and was still breathing.
He quickly entered the space and took a small bowl of spiritual spring water, which was undiluted spiritual spring water.
The abdomen was already swollen, and Mu Yan was also worried that Pu Meng would not be able to drink the diluted spiritual spring water.
"Pu Meng, I really don't have medical skills, but I have spiritual spring water. I don't know if it can cure someone. After all, it's my first time to use spiritual spring water to save someone, so I can't control the dosage." Mu Yan closed his mouth. said Pumeng of the eyes.
If there is too little spiritual spring water, it will have no effect; if there is too much spiritual spring water, it will be even harder to explain to yourself, and it may even cause you to explode and die.
"Master, please don't save me..."