Early the next morning, Shen Rumei did not leave the town immediately, but took Shen Linger shopping.
Walking to the busiest street, I bought a few changes of clothes for Shen Ling'er and a few for myself.
She asked passers-by for the location of the medicine shop and prepared to buy some medicinal materials.
The medicine she brought out this time was all put in the original baggage, and it was all taken away by the previous coachman, so it had to be made again.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in front, and people gathered around and were still talking about something.
Shen Ling'er liked lively things the most. When she saw it, she said hurriedly: "Mother, let me go and take a look."
He ran toward the crowd with his short legs.
Shen Rumei didn't hold him back, so he got into the crowd and ran away without a trace.
She sighed helplessly, not too worried.
As his name suggests, Shen Ling'er is very clever. If a trafficker wants to take advantage of him, the trafficker will be sold by him in the end, and he will happily count the money to him.
Sure enough, after a while, Shen Ling'er emerged from the crowd, holding a piece of paper in her hand, and ran back panting.
"Mom, they are all watching this."
He handed the paper in his hand to Shen Rumei.
"Publish a list for medical treatment?" Shen Rumei glanced at it and then looked at it carefully.
Shen Ling'er climbed into the carriage, sat in her arms, blinked her big watery eyes, and stared at the notice.
"Mom, is someone sick and asking for medical treatment?" Although he was only four years old, he could recognize most of the words on it and guess the general meaning.
"How smart!" Shen Rumei smiled and scratched his son's nose, then told the coachman: "Go to the address above."
She read the address on the notice to the coachman.
The coachman asked others to inquire, and then drove the carriage towards that place.
Shen Rumei's lips curled up slightly, with a smile on her face.
"Mom, are we going to treat that family?" Shen Ling'er asked.
"yes."
"But mother, I heard them all saying just now that this family is seriously ill, so sick that they are close to death and cannot be cured."
"If you can't cure it, you have to try it. Otherwise, what's the point of studying medicine?"
"Come on, mother, you are obviously interested in the medical fee! It's one thousand taels of gold!" Shen Ling'er pursed her lips.
He despises his mother and even deceives his son.
"No nonsense! Have you forgotten the first sentence in your adoptive father's medical book? Recite it to me!" Shen Rumei frowned.
"The great doctor is sincere!" Shen Ling'er read crisply.
"Explain it to me."
"My foster father said that great doctors are sincere in order to relieve the suffering of souls in the world with the help of the Great Merciful Lord." Shen Linger continued to recite in a clear voice.
"Yes, then tell me, when my mother goes to treat people's diseases, is it for the gold, or is it to relieve the suffering of the spirit?"
Shen Ling'er lowered her head: "My son is wrong."
Shen Rumei stroked his hair: "No, you're right. Doctors also need to eat. When we treat people, we have to charge fees. It's natural and natural. What's wrong with that?"
Shen Ling'er raised her head, her eyes shining: "My son understands."
"Good boy, just understand." Shen Rumei smiled.
Soon, the carriage stopped in front of that house.
Shen Rumei lifted the car curtain and saw a large family with a deep courtyard. It looked like a wealthy family, otherwise he would not have promised a thousand taels of gold.
"Ling'er, knock on the door."
Shen Ling'er agreed, jumped off the carriage nimbly, picked up the copper ring on the red lacquer door, and knocked politely three times.