The patient Yu Qiansi fabricated was older, had been traveling for many years, and was now unconscious. Naturally, the doctors in these medicine halls did not dare to inject strong medicine, so they all chose the mildest and most common Coptis chinensis.
Wendan soup.
Warm bile, Chenbanfu, Zhishicaozhuru.
Yu Qiansi knows this song by heart the most.
There is no abnormality in the dosage of Yujingtang and Yuyintang, but the medicines of Wanyaotang, Coptis chinensis, Zhishi, Pinellia ternata, and Tangerine peel are all only one qian, and Zhuru is 2 qian, all of which are less than half the dose. Only licorice
, the dosage of Ginger and Poria cocos is consistent with the prescription she memorized.
Short of a pound or two?
If Wan Yao Tang deceives customers like this, how can it be possible for it to be the number one medicine store in Longyuan City?
Yu Qiansi was confused, so she took three packets of medicine to the inn's kitchen and cooked three pairs of warm gallbladder soup each.
After taking the medicine back to the room, she thought about it carefully and called the waiter for some ice well water.
One decoction and one well water. I closed my eyes and tasted three doses of medicine.
Bitter and slightly sour, Poria cocos has the strongest aftertaste.
It is indeed Coptis Qingdan Decoction.
But......
Yu Qiansi opened her eyes and stared at the three decoctions in front of her, her eyes moving slightly.
She actually couldn't tell which portion was the worthless medicinal soup from Wanyaotang.
Tried it again, still the same.
She opened three packets of medicinal dregs and identified them carefully. They were all the most common herbs, there was nothing special about them, but why was there such a difference?
Yu Qiansi left the medicine residue on the table and washed his hands with the remaining well water.
Perhaps, this was the fundamental reason for the sudden rise of Wanyao Hall, but she still couldn't see clearly, and she didn't know whether this matter was related to what she wanted to investigate.
She was somewhat interested in this Ten Thousand Medicine Hall. Mo Niang's farce today and Zhang Yu's sudden appearance made her feel that there was something wrong with it.
Now that she has no clues and her time is limited, does she really have to act on intuition?
Based on what Zhang Yu did today, Yu Qiansi couldn't tell whether he was really trustworthy. Thinking about Boyi still struggling to support him, she felt very upset.
Subconsciously, she pressed her thumb on her knuckles, but found nothing. She looked down at the ring of white knuckles and suddenly came back to her senses. In order to avoid revealing her identity, she had already put away Yuli Qiankun. Looking at the empty space
My fingers and my heart seemed to be missing something.
The warm sun at noon lazily filtered through the window, casting a thin layer of light on the messy table, which was empty and desolate.
It's another day.
While he was anxious, Zhang Yu sent someone to deliver the addresses of three drug stores in pharmacies.
Yu Qian gave a shy laugh, flipped through it, and threw it on the table. The pages struggled for a moment and disappeared into the silent room.
According to the information reported by the little beggars, Zhang Yu had never been to Wanyao Hall at all. Naturally, he could only get this list of Wanyao Hall’s medicine warehouse from Yaren. But in just half a day, he must have only
I found a man from Daya in Longyuan who often interacted with Wanyao Hall, and he was given the official medicine storehouse.
If Wanyao Hall really hid what she was looking for, he would not be so generous and seek out these famous local dentists.
It was just that she had just arrived, and if she suddenly inquired about those unscrupulous Ya people, she would naturally arouse suspicion, so she left it to Zhang Yu. He would come forward and ask for the address of the medicine warehouse in the name of government inspection, so as to arouse suspicion.
If there are differences among the three pharmacies, action will naturally be taken.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu would fool himself like this.
I just looked through it and found that the records of the other two pharmacies were very detailed. They should have been obtained by the two old officials who were familiar with Zhang Yu this morning when they went to the two pharmacies respectively.
Due to their frequent business dealings, the addresses and access records of Yujingtang and Yuyintang's medicine warehouses can mostly be compared with each other.
But why did Zhang Yu let Wanyao Hall alone?
Thinking of the scene this morning, Yu Qiansi always felt that he had left something behind.
Yu Qiansi stood up quickly and went straight to Wanyao Hall.
In front of Wanyao Hall, there were two little beggars that she had taken care of squatting. Yu Qiansi also found a nearby teahouse and stayed there from dawn to dusk.
After the surroundings were quiet, she climbed up a tree and stared at the movement of Wanyao Hall. She wanted to wait until the night was quiet, then venture to Wanyao Hall to explore.
Unexpectedly, the lights in the back hall of Wanyao Hall stayed on for a long time. After the third watch of the banging on the street, most of them were gradually extinguished.
It was cold and wet, and Yu Qian's wounds had not yet recovered. She sat against a tree and dozed off from time to time. But no matter how she looked at it, the Wanyao Hall was always brightly lit and sounded very lively. She could never find the opportunity.
Seeing that the sky was dimming and thinking that another day had passed, I couldn't help but feel upset.
The sound of the market opening was heard in the distance, and the street sweeper's voice came closer and closer. It was inevitable that someone would notice him if he stayed any longer. Now he could only go back to the inn before making any plans.
She couldn't help but look at the alley, where two little beggars who had gone to work in the evening were huddled together, covered with tattered blankets. She touched her money bag, planning to buy them some hot breakfast.
A slight wood banging sound sounded softly, disrupting the rhythmic sound of sweeping the streets.
"Huh?" The street sweeper under the tree followed the sound, paused for a moment, and suddenly let out a short, high-pitched cry.
The two beggars who were nestled in the corner woke up in shock, rubbing their eyes and looking around blankly.
Through the branches of the tree, Yu Qiansi saw the street sweeper facing Wanyao Hall, standing there in shock, as if he had been frozen by the cold winter wind.
She quickly jumped down from the tree and ran over.
A blood-stained fish spirit appeared under the plaque of the Ten Thousand Medicine Hall and on the wooden steps.
The two little beggars also came over: "Oh my god, this is... the fish spirit has appeared..."
Two shouts summoned all the people who had entered Fangshi in the morning. A few of them hunched their necks and approached with hesitant but curious steps. In the faint light of the sky, they looked at Wanyao Hall.
Yu Qiansi looked at the half-old fish spirit, but her heart slowly sank.
She had just seen this fish spirit the day before yesterday.
In other words, this is the first fish spirit she has seen.
The morning before yesterday, when she left Mo's parents' house, the melancholy sound of bells was still echoing in her ears.
What was originally a vivid fish eagle now seems to have died of exhaustion after struggling desperately in the blood.
Without thinking, she separated from the crowd and ran towards Mo's parents' house.
If what she is investigating is really related to Wanyao Hall, if she has implicated Mo Niang...
Thinking of Mo Niang’s wrinkles like knives and her hearty laughter.
Yu Qiansi didn't dare to think about it. Thousands of thoughts were in her mind, and she was out of breath.
But when she almost reached the square where Mo's mother-in-law's family was, she thought of all the past and stopped, her heavy heartbeat became louder than one beat.
Ji Kong once reminded her that if she was in a panic, she should not panic.
She looked around, and the people who got up early to work gave her strange looks.
She lowered her head and looked at herself. A young woman covered in frost and dew running wildly on the street early in the morning would definitely attract the attention of many people.
Regardless of whether Zhang Yu is trustworthy or not, he still has to take action in this matter.
