Flower Master in the City

Chapter 1007

He can't see my illness

The two of them entered the pharmacy, and their summer speculation was not wrong. There were indeed silver needles being sold in the shop, and buying fifty of them in one go cost him one hundred yuan.

Holding the silver needle, Xia Chen did not leave immediately, because he suddenly realized that the business of this pharmacy was exceptionally good, and he soon saw the reason why the business of this pharmacy was so good. It was because there was a doctor in charge here, this doctor was in his fifties, everyone called him Doctor Huang.

And now, there were several people waiting in line for Dr. Huang to see them, and Dr. Huang was giving them pulse treatments and prescribing medicines. These people then went to the pharmacy to buy medicine according to Dr. Huang's prescription, which included both Chinese and Western medicine, but was not considered expensive, usually only a few dozen dollars.

Although it was called a pharmacy, it was more like a clinic. Watching from the side for a while in the summer, he found that this Doctor Huang had some standard and should be accurate in the diagnosis of patients, and most of the prescriptions he prescribed were not bad, not only for symptoms, but also for an inexpensive price. Perhaps it was because of this, the business of this pharmacy was exceptionally good.

"What are you looking at?" Ning Jie finally could not hold it in anymore and asked softly.

"I was thinking about how to make money." Summer said seriously.

"Don't think about it, let's go eat first." Ning Jie wasn't in a rush for money right now. After robbing people a few times in the summer, they already had more than 6,000 yuan in cash. Even if they stayed in the hotel, they could still last half a month without a problem.

"But soon I'll have a good chance to make money." Summer said very seriously.

Ning Jie was a little confused. She looked at the few people in the pharmacy who were lining up to see a doctor and said softly, "You aren't thinking of treating them, are you? "But they don't know you. They won't believe you!"

"I know, so I didn't plan to treat them." Xia Chen casually said, "Moreover, they don't have much money. I can't receive much money for treating them, so it's useless."

"Then what is the chance to earn money that you're talking about?" Ning Jie was confused for a moment, then she suddenly thought of an idea and quickly whispered into Xia Xia Zhi's ear, "Hubby, you aren't thinking of robbing the pharmacy, are you?"

If she really wanted to rob this place in summer, it would be acceptable to do so, but the people she robbed the previous few times were not good people, so Ning Jie thought it was no big deal. Now that she wanted to rob a pharmacy that was doing proper business, Ning Jie felt that it wasn't appropriate in any way.

Although many doctors were very black-hearted and expensive to sell, according to Ning Jie's observation, this Dr. Huang seemed to be a good person and didn't sell drugs for too much, not like a black-hearted doctor.

"Of course not." Xia Zhi shook his head, "Looting can't earn money as fast as healing can. Look, I didn't earn much today, so I don't have the money for this job."

In fact, she didn't really understand summer very well. Although she had read about it before, her understanding of it was still partial, and the comment she had made about it before was that this guy was not only annoying but also crazy. Now, even though she didn't hate summer anymore, and didn't want to admit that her man was crazy, but she still felt that summer was a little strange, and doing things didn't seem normal, so she was a little worried that he would do something she didn't know whether to laugh or to her.

"Then who exactly do you want to treat?" Ning Jie couldn't help asking.

"Him!" Xia pointed behind the counter of the pharmacy, Ning Jie looked around and couldn't help but be stunned, wasn't this that Doctor Huang?

"Handsome, you want to treat our Doctor Huang?" The young girl selling medicine heard the conversation between Ning Jie and Summer, and couldn't help but interject, "I think it's more appropriate for you to look for our Doctor Huang!"

"He can't see me. I can see him." Xia Chen lazily replied, "I'm too lazy to argue with you. You'll know soon enough."

"Liangzi, don't spout nonsense. How could Dr. Huang be sick?"

"That's right, baby, stop cursing. Dr. Huang is a good person."

"I think that you are the one who is sick. Something is wrong with your head. Come in and let Doctor Huang have a look!"

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Several people who were waiting for their patients started talking back and forth, as if they were going to drown the whole summer with their saliva.

"There's something wrong with your head!" Xia Zhi glared at one of them, "Ask that old man Huang if you don't believe me, is he sick?"

"Little brat, do you believe that I will slap you?" The person who was scolded in the summer was a man in his thirties or forties. His temper seemed a little explosive. He raised his sleeves and was about to hit someone.

"Hua, don't be so hot-tempered." He had just given a prescription to a certain person, and now he seemed to have some free time. He turned to look at the summer, and said in a calm tone, "Young man, I can see that you've just bought a silver needle, and you've also been reading it for some time now, so you really should know some medical skills. But, you're saying that I'm sick, this is a bit too general, you know that people at my age are more or less sick, this can be guessed by anyone."

"Doctor Huang, I just can't bear to see this kid curse you!" "Doctor Huang," the man called Hua said angrily. Apparently, he was familiar with Doctor Huang, and he was obedient to Doctor Huang's words. Even though he was still angry, he didn't come back to fight with Summer again.

"Hua, this young man is right. I am indeed sick. At my age, it's not strange for me to be sick." Dr. Huang said in a pleasant tone.

"Hey, Old Man Huang, if you had only a minor disease like prostatitis, I wouldn't say it. You have a serious disease, and it's a disease that's about to die." Summer said lazily.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and that young girl who bought the medicine had a weird expression on her face. Doctor Huang actually has prostatitis?

Many people might not know what kind of disease prostatitis was, but this young girl who bought drugs obviously knew about it. Besides, in the hospital opposite their pharmacy, there was a big sign saying "Main Treatment of Prostatitis". Even if she didn't know it before, she could tell after looking at it for a long time.

Ning Jie, on the other hand, was a little confused. She didn't know what kind of illness it was, but she felt that everyone's expression was a little weird. Even Doctor Huang looked a little awkward.

"Young man, tell me, what is wrong with me?" Dr. Huang quickly recovered and asked.

"Geezer, it's not like you don't know it yourself, what are you pretending to be?" Summer curled her lips. "You have a heart attack, or a congenital heart attack. How could you not know?"

Dr. Huang's expression changed slightly. He finally realized that this young man was not here to cause trouble. He knew very well that he had a congenital heart disease, and this matter was not known to many people in the village.

Dr. Huang's name was Huang Quan, and the reason why he was called that was because he was born with a congenital heart disease, and his family wanted him to be healthy. In fact, he could still be cured with surgery for a congenital heart disease, but medicine wasn't that developed decades ago, and at that time, Doctor Huang had used traditional Chinese medicine to treat his body.

There were not many good Chinese medicine these days, and there were also many scammers who used the name of Chinese medicine to deceive people, making it even more criticized. Many people also relied on western medicine to treat their illnesses, but even so, if there really was a good Chinese medicine, then the business of Chinese medicine definitely would not be bad. Doctor Huang was like this, he opened a pharmacy, he sat in the hall and asked around, because the treatment fees were always not expensive, and the treatment effects were also quite good.

"It seems like we are really in the same boat." Doctor Huang asked, "Young man, how should I address you?"

"My surname is Song, Song of the Song Dynasty. A simple death word means life and death." Xia Keke casually said, he felt that this name was not bad, before killing that damn woman Song Yumei, he could just use this name.

"Song died?" Doctor Huang was stunned. This name was too strange. Who in this world would use the word 'death' as their name?

"That's right, Song Dang. There used to be a fortune-teller who said that I had to call Song Dang, otherwise, I would really die, so I called him by that name." Since Song Jue had casually made up a story in the summer, he naturally wouldn't tell anyone else. He wanted Song Jue to kill Song Yumei.

"Then I'll just call you Doctor Song." Doctor Huang thought for a moment, "Doctor Song has good eyes. I do have a congenital heart disease, but this disease has been with me for more than fifty years and it's not a big problem. You said I'm going to die, isn't that a little too serious?"

"Whether it's serious or not, you'll know soon enough." Xia Chen lazily said, "You didn't have a problem before, but it doesn't mean you don't have a problem now. Since you're old, you should have been working hard recently. Especially today, you should have treated a lot of people, right? "Well, I'll wait here. You'll be sick in at most another half an hour."

"Doctor Song is really that confident?" Doctor Huang's facial expression changed slightly. He felt a bit tired after a few days, and today he had treated quite a number of people. The temperature had dropped a lot these few days, and a lot of people were sick.

"How about we make a bet?" Summer said after a moment's thought.

"What kind of bet does Dr. Song want to make?" Dr. Huang asked in confusion.

"It's very simple, I bet you that you will have a heart attack for at most half an hour. If you didn't, then I lost, and if you did, then I won. If I won, then I would save you." Summer lazily said that he needed to make money, but this pharmacy, he felt, was a good place to make money.

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