Now that he has come to Yujing, and this is the hometown of his father Yun Canghai, Yun Sheng plans to settle down there first.
It's just that if you want to settle down first, you must obtain a certificate issued by a doctor.
But the doctor in front of him almost starved himself to death. This kind of person is absolutely unreliable.
And it costs five silver coins to issue a certificate? This is too bad.
Yun Sheng didn't say much, turned around and left.
"Hey, little girl, don't go, why don't I give you something cheaper, four and a half silver coins?" The thin man became anxious when he saw that the meal ticket that was finally delivered to his door flew away, "I'm the lowest in the city. The price is too high, and if you go to other museums, you can’t even enter the door.”
Yun Sheng paused.
The city of Yujing is at the foot of the emperor, and every inch of land is precious. Those who can open medical clinics in the city are not ordinary people, and the price of medical treatment can be imagined.
Yun Sheng's clothes are torn, and the money on her body has been spent because of Yun Canghai's coma, and she can barely get five silver coins out, but if it is in other medical centers, I am afraid that she will be kicked out immediately.
"Don't believe me, I dare to guarantee with my qualifications as a bell doctor. If you go out of this door, this shop will disappear." Fearing that Yun Sheng would not believe it, the man took out a token and handed it to Yun Sheng.
That token was similar to the token of "Royal Physician" that Yun Sheng had seen in Taishang Town earlier, but it was not golden in appearance, but made of purple shirt iron, with a bell engraved on it.
Ling doctor, Fan refers to a doctor who has obtained the primary certification of the Yaohuang Pavilion, has the qualifications to practice medicine and refine medicine, and can practice medicine in a town to help the world.
Levels of doctors in the Wuji Continent: Herbal Gathering Boy, Medicine Man, Pharmacist, Ling Doctor, Sifang Doctor, Imperial Doctor, Great National Hand, Medical Marquis, Supreme Medical Buddha.
The doctor in front of me turned out to be Doctor Ling
"Four and a half silver coins are still too expensive," Yun Sheng frowned, bargaining.
"It's not expensive. If I tell you that for four and a half silver coins, I can not only issue a certificate, but also help you hang your unconscious relative's life without ginseng?" Sheng suddenly turned around and looked at him defensively.
"How do you know that I have a relative who is unconscious and needs ginseng medicine to keep him alive?" Yun Sheng is cautious and has experienced the ridicule of the general's mansion. After she entered the hospital, she didn't mention her father's condition.
"I can tell that there are at least three or four different medicinal herbs on your body, all of which are precious medicinal herbs. But you are dressed in simple clothes, and you are not from a wealthy family. If so, it must be because a relative is seriously ill and comatose, so you have to use expensive medicinal herbs. Am I right to say that the herb hangs your life?" The man looked confident, his nose, even in the medicine storehouse of the palace, could distinguish the different smells of various herbs.
"Four and a half silver coins, a deal. But you have to tell me first, what method can replace medicinal herbs?" Yun Sheng first arrived in Yujing City, and to settle down, she needs to rent a house, which must cost a lot of money. She has no money. Now, you must find a way to make money quickly.
"Water-type magic circle, Yunmeng Bingmian," the man said, with a chopstick-sized magic scepter in his hand, singing in his mouth.
A blue magic circle, with blue clouds flowing in the middle, the clouds were so cold that it instantly froze a table and chair beside it.
People who are in Yunmeng Bingsleep state will reduce their body functions to the minimum, and the corresponding loss of life will also be minimized, which is equivalent to 1% of that in a coma state. In this way, they will naturally get rid of Herb dependency.
"You're still a magician? Then how could you?" Yun Sheng was even more surprised that this doctor Ling was also a magician.
Being both a doctor and a magician, how could he be so downcast that he almost starved to death in his own hospital.
"Hehe, it is because I am both a magician and a healer that I have come to this point. Ancient medicine and potion masters have been incompatible these years. People like me cannot be on either side. Without further ado, I will be with you Go to the city gate and have a look," the man showed a helpless expression.
He found the medicine box and walked towards the city gate with Yun Sheng.
When Yun Sheng returned, it was almost dusk, and Xiao Hei was still waiting beside the carriage.
"It's you again, Doctor Fan!" The city guards are obviously very familiar with men. In fact, for those civilians who need to issue a city entry certificate to enter Yujing City, because of the price, most of them are issued by Doctor Fan. So the city guards recognized him at a glance.
"Little girl, be careful, this man is dishonest and has even put people to death. He is called a ghost doctor. If you ask him for a certificate, don't let him treat illnesses," a kind city guard reminded Yun Sheng.
As if he hadn't heard, Doctor Fan opened the curtain of the carriage and looked inside.
Although he guessed that Yun Sheng had a comatose relative, he didn't know what kind of disease the other party had, and he had to see the illness first before issuing a certificate.
Seeing this, Doctor Fan frowned.
"What? Is it an epidemic?" asked the guard at the side.
"No, let him in." Doctor Fan looked at Yun Sheng thoughtfully, took out a certificate that had been written long ago, signed his name on it, and handed it to the city guard.
Once the certificate was obtained, the city guard let Yun Sheng and the carriage into the city.
As dusk approached, in the afterglow of the setting sun, Yun Sheng grabbed the reins and Xiao Hei stood on the street, looking lonely.
"Little girl, find a place to live first. If you want to perform Yunmeng Bingmian for your father, you need to give me five silver coins, but I also tell you that a Yunmeng Bingmian can only last for half a month. , "Doctor Fan can calculate very well, he has already figured out that Yun Sheng doesn't know water magic, so if he wants to find someone to perform Yunmeng Bingmian, he can only look for him.
"I have no place to go, the inns in the city are very expensive, and we can't afford to live there," Yun Sheng looked at Yujing in the twilight, thinking with frowns.
The capital is prosperous, but among the bustling crowd, everyone's face is indifferent.
Only she can protect her father.
"There are two vacant rooms at the back of my clinic, but the rent is ten silver coins a month." Dr. Fan could tell that Yun Sheng really didn't have much money, but he wasn't a bad guy. He can't do it.
"I owe you a total of twenty silver coins. I can be a medicine boy in the medical center and use my salary to pay for the rent and Yunmeng Bingmian's expenses," Yun Sheng said immediately, although the city guard did not think highly of Dr. Fan , but a doctor who can guess the condition of his father's coma just by meeting him once will never be as useless as the outside world says.
"The boy's salary is only five at most," Dr. Fan shook his head.
"In your clinic, do you have any fresh hemostatic flowers or moon black fruit and dead butterfly vine? As long as I have these three medicinal materials, I will be able to raise the remaining fifteen silver coins before the end of this month," Yun Sheng said. Although she was young, her words had a natural deterrent force, which made Dr. Fan believe her words.
"Okay, just one month. If you can't raise money within one month, don't blame me for kicking you, your father, and your dog out of the house," Dr. Fan nodded, and took Yun Sheng to the hospital go.