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Chapter 127 Not afraid of being abrupt

"That's it..." Si Haochen deliberately prolonged his tone. Mingruo thought he had decided to arrange a room for himself, but he said lightly, "I am not afraid of the princess being rude, so I just cooperate with you."

With a ball of wool, Mingruo felt like he was going to spurt out two ounces of blood.

"Haha." Seeing Mingruo's little face slowly turning red, Si Haochen found it very interesting.

Mingruo shook off Si Haochen's hand and strode into the gate of Meiyuan.

"Princess, you are back." Zisu hurriedly came up to greet you, "Master Ansen has been waiting for a long time."

"Ahhh...I forgot about this..." Mingruo patted his head.

When Mingruo entered the reception room of Meiyuan, Ansen quickly stood up and saluted: "Senior Sister Mingruo."

"No gift." Mingruo said sheepishly, "I'm sorry, I had to go out for something unexpectedly today, and I forgot to hand over the things I prepared, which delayed your schedule."

"It doesn't matter." Anson didn't feel displeased at all.

"It's getting late today. I'm afraid the city gates will be closed if we set off now. How about you stay in the palace for one night and leave tomorrow?"

"But it depends on senior sister's arrangement." Ansen has finished his work and can live anywhere now.

Mingruo actually didn't know what gift to prepare for the cheap master: he prepared a few bottles of recently refined high-level elixirs as a way to hand in his homework. When he was at Lingyun Peak, he saw a lot of inkstones in his study, so Mingruo started to pile them up.

I found two pieces of good-looking pieces in the warehouse of imperial gifts and took them with me.

After rummaging through the warehouse this time, Ming Ruo found a white jade Avalokitesvara, which had been nourished by the spices to avoid children for a long time. If it was placed in the room by someone who wanted a child, it would be counterproductive... This method is too despicable, Si Haochen

It is indeed reasonable to not wait to see the things given by the emperor.

Mingruo wrapped the prepared things in a bag and handed it to Ansen, then took out a small baggage: "There are two bottles of wine here for Mr. Qing Wei, as well as candies and candied fruits. Bring them to An Xin for me.

These are specialties of the imperial capital."

"Thank you, senior sister." Ansen quickly thanked his brother.

"You're welcome."

Ming Ruo asked Butler Zhou to arrange for Ansen to rest in the guest house, and then went to Juyuan to inform Shen Bichi's maid to collect her cousin's things and send them to the palace.

Butler Zhou was slightly shocked, but he followed the order without saying anything.

Before dinner, Mingruo took out another prescription for Si Haochen to check. It was found that there was a word wrong in the 'translation'. Mingruo quickly wrote it down in the prepared 'typos book'.

"I only read three prescriptions every day." Si Haochen felt that Mingruo was overly diligent and even used a little time in a carriage to refine medicine, so it was necessary to restrict it.

"Okay." You are the boss and you have the final say.

In the days that followed, Mingruo was addicted to refining medicine and could not extricate himself from the customs, until the fifteenth day of the month came. She changed into men's clothes and took Zisu to a medicine hall. Mingruo was on the carriage and saw Shen Shen

Cong is waiting at the door.

"What's going on at the medicine hall?" Mingruo asked as he got out of the car.

"It's nothing serious. I just treated a man with a broken arm the day before yesterday. The situation is similar to Mr. He's. I performed the surgery according to the method taught by the master. I need you to go and check it out." Shen Cong said as he led Mingruo there.

The backyard.

Now in the backyard of the medicine hall, except for the rooms where Shen Cong and Nan Xing live, the other rooms are divided into A, B, C and D and are used as wards. Ming Ruo entered the ward and first looked at the medical records - Wei Qing, male, 24 years old, upper arm

Comminuted fracture...

Look at the man sitting on the hospital bed. He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, tall and strong body, a bit like a fitness coach. Mingruo diagnosed the pulse and activated the medical system at the same time, and did an MRI on Wei Qing. The bones were reset and fixed very well. They were removed again. I opened the bandage and looked at the wound. The stitches made it look... a bit irritating.

"The surgery was done well." Mingruo bluntly pointed out the shortcomings, "I need to continue practicing suturing."

"Apprentices should remember the master's teachings." Shen Cong knew that he did not learn the art of suturing well, so he accepted the teachings with an open mind.

Since his arm was broken, Wei Qing had seen many doctors, and they all said that he would become disabled. He went to a medicine hall to seek medical treatment, and he came because of its reputation. This medicine hall has become very famous recently. Not only does the medicine it sells have good effects, but the doctor's medical skills are also good. Gao Chao. Although the operation was not long ago, he could feel that his arm had been saved.

He asked the little medicine boy that the 'surgery' was very expensive. The young man who broke his leg last time paid a thousand taels of consultation fee. Before the operation, he did not expect that the medical fee was so expensive: "Excuse me, this young man is The owner of a medicine hall."

"My master is the owner of the medicine hall. What's the matter, Mr. Wei?" Shen Cong answered first.

"I don't have one thousand taels of silver now, can I pay the consultation fee in installments?" Wei Qing's wheat-colored face showed a slight blush.

When Shen Cong admitted Wei Qing, he just wanted to practice the fracture reduction surgery. He really didn't think about the problem of the consultation fee. He was a novice in surgery, so it would not be good to charge someone a thousand taels directly. But if it is too cheap, it will be lowered. With my own chef’s price, this would be difficult to do.

Ming Ruo could guess why Lao Shen would treat this person. He was basically a humanoid guinea pig, and charging him a thousand taels for consultation was too dark: "Your injury is not serious, and it's not my personal injury." For the surgery, the consultation fee is one hundred taels."

"Ah..." Wei Qing was very surprised. This treatment method is definitely more than a hundred miles away. The young master must have seen that he had no money, so he kindly lowered the consultation fee. Wei Qing stood up and bowed: "Young Master, Wei Qing is so kind. As a reward, I am willing to do the hard work of dogs and horses for you."

Mingruo is currently short of manpower. Since he wants to "repay the favor", should he accept it or accept it?

"What do you do?" Mingruo looked at the big man and couldn't help but be curious.

"I am an escort from Jingyuan Escort Bureau." Wei Qing replied.

"Huh?" Shen Cong tried to stroke his beard, but failed again, "Are you the head escort of Jingyuan Escort Bureau?"

"Exactly." Wei Qing nodded.

"Master, Captain Wei is very skilled in martial arts and has never failed in his escort moves," Shen Cong said.

"The medicine hall needs a nursing home, are you willing to do it?" As the medicine hall becomes more and more famous, it is time to consider this safety issue.

"I am willing." Wei Qing was also unambiguous.

"How much money does the escort agency give you every month?" Mingruo asked.

"Five taels." Wei Qing answered honestly.

"Okay, I'll give you ten taels a month."

"This is too much. Nursing the hospital is no better than escorting. It is neither hard work nor dangerous. I can't ask for so much monthly money." Wei Qing waved his hand quickly.

"I have my own reasons for giving you ten taels of silver." Mingruo said, "Not only do you have to protect the medicine hall, but you also have to train a dozen or so nursing homes for me. You go and choose them, and then teach them well."

"It's not that difficult." Wei Qing still felt that his monthly income was plenty.

"Since you work for me, you must listen to my arrangements." Mingruo waved his hand, indicating that Wei Qing did not need to say any more.


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