"Brother, this is actually not bad," Yan Liuyuan said with a smile: "No matter what the effect is, it will make money anyway."
Ren Xiaosu was not happy anymore. He lowered his voice and said, "Is this a matter of making money? How many times can I get sincere thanks?"
Ren Xiaosu thought about this very clearly. If you buy medicine with this effect, the chances of getting sincere thanks are much lower than curing diseases and saving lives. That's why a dead wood player like Lao Wang who longs for the spring will say thank you.
Besides, is his purpose just to make money? No, he still needs to be thankful. Without gratitude, there would be no black medicine.
Ren Xiaosu said slightly angrily: "If I cure diseases and save lives, people in the market town will be polite when they see me. Look at how many people were killed by that kid in the clinic. Why? Why? Because he is the only doctor in the market town!"
"Brother, you are right," Yan Liuyuan echoed with a low eyebrow, but he didn't really care, anyway, he knew...they were going to get rich slowly!
"And the most important thing is," Ren Xiaosu said, "If I cure diseases and save lives, people will call me Doctor Ren when they see me. If I don't cure diseases and save lives, what do they call me behind my back? Hey, that drug seller..."
It sounds obvious that social status is not the same!
Finally, Yan Liuyuan couldn't hold back any longer. He laughed and laughed in the shack: "Brother, you have a lot of inner drama."
However, what Ren Xiaosu didn't know was that Lao Wang didn't use the medicine he sold to Lao Wang himself. After all, Lao Wang really didn't find a concubine now...
There is nothing unusual about the bottle containing the black medicine. It is just an ordinary small porcelain bottle in the market town. The original bottle containing the black medicine was made of glass, and the craftsmanship is very high. Ren Xiaosu was worried that this thing would be suspected again. After all, it was not sold in the market town. This bottle of people.
The small porcelain bottle was handed over from Wang Fugui to the managers of the market town, that is, the few people who came out of the refuge barrier.
Old Wang Xin said that Ren Xiaosu didn't understand the value of this thing, but he did.
Where is the oral function of this black medicine most needed? Are they the men from the market town? no.
Although the men in the market town can only barely eat and wear, and some of them are thin, the problem is that everyone works every day. Although they are thin, they are in good health.
As long as you exercise more, it is very easy to maintain the body's metabolic skills and organ functions, so men don't really need this thing.
The people who need it the most are actually the "nobles" in the refuge barrier.
Wang Fugui handed over the black medicine to the managers sent by the refuge barrier. The managers are knowledgeable. Their daily job is to observe the changes in the market town, so he also knew about the iron head licking the medicine last night.
However, the manager didn't use it either, and gave it to his boss again after returning home at night.
In the end, this little porcelain bottle of black medicine went to nowhere.
Ren Xiaosu didn't know anything about it, he just exchanged a thank you coin for a bottle of black medicine again, and then asked Miss Xiaoyu to go to the market town to tear up a piece of white linen, and then embroidered the word "clinic" on it with black thread , and then embroidered eight small characters under the clinic, "specialize in the treatment of knife wounds, and the doctors are benevolent".
That's how the clinic started.
While embroidering, Sister Xiaoyu asked Ren Xiaosu if he wanted to embroider the four characters "Miaoshouhuichun", Ren Xiaosu quickly denied it, he is a little sensitive to the word spring now...
Ren Xiaosu's life was gradually getting on the right track. He went out to collect herbs in the morning, sat in the doctor's hut during the day, went to teach survival classes at night, and then took Yan Liuyuan's notes to tutor his homework.
Although there is no business in my clinic, the problem is that you have to sit here. If there is a sick case, Miss Xiaoyu can't handle it by herself.
He really wanted to study in a spacious and bright school like Yan Liuyuan, but what about Yan Liuyuan and Miss Xiaoyu after he went to study
This family always has a wish to sacrifice themselves.
The next day, Ren Xiaosu sat in the shack with the curtains open and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Sister Xiaoyu sewed and mended behind him. Sometimes Sister Xiaoyu felt emotional that the brothers had never mended the holes in their clothes before. Why? accumulated so much...
Just then someone came running quickly from the other side of the dirt road, one of his arms was bleeding.
Ren Xiaosu's eyes lit up: "You may die if you don't heal this injury."
However, that person didn't look at Ren Xiaosu at all. At this moment, everyone subconsciously believed that the treatment should go to the clinic, which is more authoritative. And everyone's impression of Ren Xiaosu is that "the drug seller" is more than "healable for knife wounds".
At this time, the long-lost palace voice sounded in his mind: "Mission, treat a patient."
Ren Xiaosu stood up and said sadly, "I'm sorry."
After speaking, Sister Xiaoyu saw Ren Xiaosu running out, and within a minute, she saw Ren Xiaosu abducting that man on his shoulders...
Ren Xiaosu said to the patient with a pleasant face: "The doctor in that clinic is a charlatan, I brought you here to save you, you know?"
The man had lost blood for a long time and had no strength in his body. He almost collapsed after being held down by Ren Xiaosu.
At this moment, two men came running across the dirt road, both covered in blood. Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment: "Are you guys fighting?"
Hearing this, the man who was held down explained: "No, the boiler in the factory exploded! Our injuries are considered minor, and we can run back by ourselves. Some people may not be able to do it on the spot."
Ren Xiaosu nodded silently. These days, if you are injured in the factory, no one will kindly take you to treat the injury. What they think is that if you die, your things will belong to me.
"Come on, Miss Xiaoyu, sterilize the needle first," Ren Xiaosu said, although he didn't have to worry about inflammation, he had to put on a show for the patient, right? After saying that, he went out again, and brought two men with him when he came back this time...
Ren Xiaosu held the three of them with two hands and one leg. The three had nothing to love in their lives. They really suffered from being injured, otherwise Ren Xiaosu really couldn't hold them down.
And they actually knew that Ren Xiaosu could heal wounds here, but they just ran to the clinic habitually, and now they couldn't move, so they simply didn't move.
Then the three of them saw Miss Xiaoyu put down the needlework in her hands, and took the sewing needle just now to the fire and burned it. The needle is relatively long, so holding the end of the needle and burning it will not burn her hands.
"Do you sew directly?" Sister Xiaoyu asked timidly.
"Yes, it's like sewing clothes," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile, "It's quite simple."
Sister Xiaoyu plucked up her courage and sewed towards a person's wound, but there was a sizzling sound, and a burnt smell wafted from the person's skin...
The man trembled and asked, "I can understand that you use the burning needle to sterilize it, but can you wait for the needle to cool before you sew..."