Rosen's folk herbal shop, 18 Flood Street, Tingen, East District.
Lawyer Jurgen and his grandmother, Mrs. Doris, have been in Tingen for two days, and they specially chose to stay in a hotel not far from Vlad Street.
It has to be said that as a university city, the air condition in Tingen is much better than that in Backlund. It is summer now, Backlund is hot and humid, but Tingen is a bit cooler, which makes Mrs. Doris feel much better.
Jurgen did not tell Mrs. Doris that he came here to see a doctor. He just said that he handled the case well and was given a week's leave by his boss, which was paid leave.
Similarly, Jurgen did not deliberately go to the herbal medicine shop to ask the pharmacist to prescribe medicine. He just pretended to be passing by occasionally. However, based on his observations in the past two days, the pharmacist's medical skills were very good. Jurgen deliberately
I asked people who sell medicines in herbal shops and they all said that although the medicines given by the pharmacists here are weird, they are very effective.
Jurgen, who originally wanted to observe for two more days, suddenly discovered that the herbal medicine shop had a transfer notice posted today, so he immediately returned to the hotel and took his grandmother, Mrs. Doris, to the herbal medicine shop.
"Hello, my grandma's lungs have not been very good. Can you prescribe some medicine for us?"
Dark Will, a pharmacist with short black hair and a round face, was dressed like a country witch doctor. His robe was dark black and embroidered with various strange symbols. He raised his head and glanced at Doris with his dark blue eyes.
Madam, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised:
"Her lung disease has been going on for a long time, at least thirty years."
When Jurgen saw the pharmacist, he could tell at a glance how long his grandma had been suffering from lung disease. He nodded excitedly and said:
"Yes, Mr. Pharmacist, can you cure it?"
"Yes, as long as you have enough money, ten pounds is fair, isn't it?"
"As long as it can be cured, there is no problem."
Ten pounds was just a few weeks' wages, and Jurgen could certainly afford it.
Dark Will casually took out a pack of herbs from under the counter and said:
"Add water, enough water, mash half a pound of pig lungs, boil them together to make a potion, and then drink it immediately. This pack of herbs can be boiled 5 times, and then there will be no problem. Once a day, drink it and lie still in bed without moving.
"
"OK."
He took the herbal medicine doubtfully and paid 10 pounds. Jurgen pulled Mrs. Doris out of the herbal shop with a questioning look on her face but he warned her not to speak.
Seeing Jurgen walking away, Dark Will called to the back door:
"Shelmin, pack your things, we are leaving tonight."
A handsome young man with messy hair came out with a question on his face:
"Teacher, why? Aren't you waiting for the store to be transferred before leaving?"
"Even the people in Backlund know your teacher's reputation. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."
Dark Will is the "Medicine Master" of Sequence 9. He has the ability of spiritual vision. Although it is mostly used to judge physical conditions, he is experienced and can judge whether a person is lying through the physical reaction of spiritual vision.
What's more, the guy just walked around outside his herbal shop for two days and spoke with a Backlund accent. Isn't this enough for his smart Mr. Dark Will to make a suitable choice?
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"Mr. Prime Minister, I am Rolls Adrian."
"Hahaha, I know you, young lawyer, you have done a better job than us old guys and won back our face."
Prime Minister Agushed, who is in his fifties, tall and thin, with sparse hair and sharp eyes, has a smile on his face and praises the young people in front of him without hesitation.
The New Party has sacrificed a lot to prevent the current war with the Conservative Party. Although these are far less than what the Conservative Party lost due to the repeal of the Corn Laws, it is enough for those aristocrats who do not have a long-term vision to give up their grievances with the New Party.
Agushid really looks down upon some nobles who support his own party. You must know that he is not only the leader of the conservative party, but also the prime minister of the Loen Kingdom. Maintaining the balance of the party and ensuring stability is the most important thing.
His elder brothers, Duke Negan and Earl Hall, control the majority of seats in both parties, and party differences are a trivial matter to him.
Especially recently, a congressman proposed to select government affairs officials through public examinations. He had private discussions with Duke Negan and Earl Hall and believed that this was feasible, but it just needed to be advanced slowly.
Of course, Prime Minister Agushid was a little dissatisfied with Rawls in front of him. For a small case, he actually planned to incite veterans to march. Although the military had the same plan, it was just because of Rawls' case that it started early.
But because of the victory in this case, it aroused great public opinion, which gave the military the confidence to increase military expenditures next year, and it was unwilling to give in. In order to calm down the storm as soon as possible, the Parliament yesterday morning agreed to increase military expenditures, especially for the navy.
budget, and add another ironclad fleet, turning it into four fleets.
"This is what I should do, not to mention that the New Party has been too popular recently, and something will happen sooner or later."
Outside, Rawls would never admit that he used the case to attack the New Party, but here, he naturally had to admit it, otherwise how could he be considered one of his own by these big guys.
"You made it go wrong, didn't you?" Agushid smiled and clinked glasses with Rawls, "I like chatting with young people very much. Young people always have some special ideas. You are a barrister.
, do you have any good ideas?"
"Mr. Prime Minister, I have only been a barrister for more than two years, and I still don't understand many things."
Rawls shook his head. Even if he had an idea, it was not appropriate to talk about it at this time. His relationship with the Prime Minister was not that close yet.
"It's only been more than two years, so you are really young."
Prime Minister Agushed sighed inwardly. His brother, Duke Negan, was already one step ahead of him. He even made arrangements for where to go and sent him to his nephew Philip Negan.
A man with blond hair and gold-rimmed glasses walked over and nodded to Duke Negan:
"Good evening, Mr. Prime Minister."
"Yes." Prime Minister Agushed nodded and looked at Rawls, "Go ahead. My brother may not be able to wait any longer. He is very impatient."
After smiling politely and bidding farewell to Prime Minister Agushed, Rawls followed Duke Negan's secretary Lockheed to the second floor of the club.
"Are you nervous?"
The blond secretary Lockhard suddenly spoke, although he was asking, but he was extremely sure.
Rawls shrugged and smiled:
"Of course, after all, we are meeting a duke, the top one."
"Mr. Prime Minister also stands at the top of the kingdom's power. Why aren't you nervous?"
Secretary Lockhard narrowed his eyes and looked at Rawls, who had just been very engaged in chatting with the Conservative Party bosses, including the Prime Minister.