The West Market is crowded with merchants from all over the world who are engaged in the business of medicinal materials, and the medicinal materials handled by Hu merchants occupy the largest market share. Most of the medicinal materials they sell are some precious and rare medicinal materials, many of which are rare to see on weekdays, mainly serving the nobles of the imperial palace. For the lower-class ordinary people, there is only one good place for them to buy medicine and see a doctor, that is, the Song family pharmacy in Xishi, and the shopkeeper of the pharmacy is Song Lin, who has rescued many sick and poor people here.

One day, the neat checkerboard-shaped streets were bustling with people. At this time, from a Persian pharmacy in the West Market, a man in his fifties named Chaonu came out. Chaonu is an inconspicuous member of the million-strong city, who usually lives by grinding and working outside the city, but recently had to stop his work - his left eye was white, and his eyesight has deteriorated sharply. Chao Nu went to Lang Zhong yesterday, and Lang Zhong prescribed him a prescription, so Chao Nu took all the family's savings and came to the West Market Pharmacy early this morning to buy medicine. Who knew that the Hu guy in the store read the prescription prescribed by Lang Zhong, and sneered at the price quoted to him, which made him almost fall for himself. It turns out that the ordinary medicines of Qin Pi, Coptis chinensis, and Ruiren in the prescription are just that, but the medicines of Persian salt green and Nanzhao stone gallbladder are all from the Western Regions or Yunnan, and the price is so expensive that even if you sell it, you can't afford it. Disheartened, Chao Nu walked out of the pharmacy and squatted on the corner of the street, staring at the crowd in a daze.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the prescription in Chao Nu's hand was blown by the wind, and it fell straight to the ground a few steps away, stopping at the feet of a passing man. Chao Nu watched and did not move, his heart was full of sorrow and despair.

The middle-aged man on the side of the street stopped and picked up the prescription. After a few glances, he walked to the slave on the side of the street. He said to him, "Come with me, I have all these medicines in my shop." ”

Chao Nu said, "I don't have the money to buy it." The man said, "I don't need money for my medicine." ”

Chao Nu was taken aback. I had to follow the man across a street to a pharmacy. I saw that the people who grabbed the medicine in the store kept coming and going, and a few guys were very busy, and they greeted the middle-aged people one after another. Only then did the slave know that this person's surname was Song, and he was the shopkeeper of this Song family pharmacy.

Shopkeeper Song handed the prescription to a guy and instructed him to grab medicine for the court.

After reading it, the guy's face was embarrassed, and he said: "Fine Xin, parsnip, Qin Pi, Coptis chinensis, and Ruiren are all easy to say, but this Persian salt green, Nanzhao stone gall, there is only a little bit left in the store." It's a ...... left for Wang Shilang."

Shopkeeper Song said: "Now that you can manage this, you can just take it all out." Wang Shilang's medicine was delayed for two days, just give it to him. ”

The man had to agree, grabbed the three pairs of medicines, stuffed the paper bag into the slave's hand, and said, "Take it, the medicine primers are all prepared with you, go home and fry them quickly." ”

Chao Nu was still in a daze, and stammered: "But, but I don't have any money." ”

The man looked at him. "Who asked you for money?" Our shopkeeper will give you this medicine for free. ”

Chao Nu never dreamed of such a good thing, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while, and a patient next to him saw this and said with a smile: "There are such good things in the world." Tell you. Brother, I am an old patient, and I tossed all my family's money for treatment in the early years. Later, when he stretched out his legs and was about to die, he met the shopkeeper Song. He gave me free medicine, and I didn't pay a penny for years. The estimated price of the medicine taken for free from the store has been dozens of times. ”

Chao Nu is an honest man, he really hasn't done this kind of thing for nothing, and then said: "Otherwise, I'll write an IOU to Shopkeeper Song." ”

The patient looked at the slave and said, "Forget it." You write it in vain. Do you think I'm embarrassed to take it for nothing? At first, I also typed an IOU, but guess what, Shopkeeper Song burned my IOU. At that time, I learned that he had to clear the IOUs at the end of the year. His IOUs were all written by people who didn't have the money to get medicine at that time, of course, some of them may have paid back later, but more of them are poor people like you and me, who can't pay for medicine after a year of hard work, and guess what? The shopkeeper Song didn't check or chase the debts, and burned all these arrears, leaving no evidence at all. ”

When the slave heard this, he was grateful and happy, so he had to pick up the medicine and go home.

After taking a few doses of medicine, Chao Nu felt that it was somewhat effective and immediately returned to work. After a while, an old man who had worked with him for many years got a headache, so he went to the Xiangji Temple outside the city to burn incense and pray for blessings, hoping that with the help of the great virtue of the monk, he could be cured of the disease. Who knew that the incense was burning, but the illness did not improve at all, and he had no money for treatment, so he kept moaning all day long.

Chao Nu saw that he was very painful, so he told him how he sought medical treatment, and persuaded him to go to the West Market to find the shopkeeper of the Song family.

Song Lin didn't show any impatience after hearing the reason, and said to the old man with a pleasant face: "If you are sick, you must see it, and you can't drag it out." Your illness is not serious, just take a few pairs of Chinese medicine. ”

I gave him a prescription at my own discretion, and ordered him to catch a few pairs of medicine for free, and he didn't want an IOU. The old man was grateful and wanted to kneel down for Song Lin, but was stopped by Song Lin.

Song Lin looked at the eyes of the slave again, and said to him, "I have been selling medicine for so many years, and I also know a little bit about medicine. Although the medicine you took last time was somewhat effective, I am worried that it will not completely eliminate the root cause of the disease. ”

After listening to this, Chao Nu asked: "What the shopkeeper Song said is good, I feel that my vision is a little blurry these days, and I don't know what to do." ”

Song Lin said: "You don't have to worry. I know a Lang Zhong surnamed Zhou, who lives in the mountains on the outskirts of the city dozens of miles to the east, specializes in treating people's eyes, and uses acupuncture techniques that have been passed down from generation to generation, which is very effective. I guess your eye barrier can be removed with acupuncture. You have to go to him, put my name on him, and he will definitely treat you. ”

The slave was overjoyed, thanked again and again, and went straight into the mountain to find Zhou Langzhong on the second day.

A few days later, the dusty court slave appeared in front of Song Lin in the West Market again. I saw that he was radiant and radiant. In the face of Song Lin's inquiry, he happily said that Zhou Langzhong had completely cured his eye disease, and he could see things very clearly now, and the sun would be a little brighter.

It turned out that the slave traveled all the way that day and found the house of Lang Zhong surnamed Zhou, only to see three simple thatched huts, full of Chinese medicinal materials in front of the house and behind the house, and Zhou Langzhong was crooked in front of the kang holding a medicine book to enjoy himself. The slave reported Song Lin's name, and Zhou Langzhong immediately opened his eyes, invited the slave to sit down, and carefully healed him. The slave didn't feel anything, only felt that his eyes were cool and cool, and after Lang Zhong gave him needles, he wrapped his eyes in a thin soft cloth and left him in the mountains for two nights. Lang Zhong is really a magic needle, and after removing the cloth strip on the third day, Chao Nu's eyes can really see things clearly. (To be continued......)