The worry-free medical hall is located in the north of the city, the shop is huge, the front yard is the medical hall pharmacy, which specializes in consultation and treatment, and the back yard is the place where everyone lives in the medical hall, and the front and back are run through the corridor with double doors.

Ran Heya entered the door and quietly glanced at the surrounding environment, and a tall and thin man with one-eyebrow greeted him: "But Miss Ran of the Renxin Medical Center?" ”

Ran Heya looked at his appearance and nodded: "Is it the letter you sent me?" If there is a century-old ginseng in your medical hall, the little girl is grateful, and you can open the price. ”

Yizimei didn't seem to have any expression, and pulled his lower lip stiffly: "Old ginseng naturally has, but we don't want money." He turned around and led Ran Heya to the medicine hall, where a few straw mats were placed, one of which leaned on a pale old man, in his fifties, with a vicissitudes of life, and his right arm was weak and drooping, so painful that he had no strength to shout.

"This person's right arm has not healed for half a month, if the girl can heal him, the century-old ginseng should be offered with both hands."

"The fracture hasn't healed for half a month?" Ran Heya raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart: It seems that most of the bones are wrong, and there is no recovery after bone cracking, this person is a labor worker, and the injury will only be repeated and serious.

She was a famous rehabilitation trainer in her previous life, she saw a lot of this kind of condition, and she didn't think it was surprising, she squatted down and tentatively pinched the old man's arm a few times, confirmed the broken bones and the extent of the injury, and skillfully corrected the patient's bones.

Soon, she bandaged the old man and made a splint to fix his arm, and turned around and asked: "Borrow a pen and paper, and prescribe medicine below." ”

Yizimei instructed the little maid to lead her to the medicine table, squatted down to check the old man's arm, and saw that although his face was pale in pain, he was a little more energetic at this time, and he looked a lot better than if he was about to die, and his heart was surprised, his face was silent, and he only looked at Ran and Yakai's prescription, and asked her: "Why do you use wooden boards and cloth strips to fix it?" ”

Ran Heya thought about it for a while, now the medical skills of this overhead dynasty are relatively backward, and they have no concept of the so-called rehabilitation training, even if they break their bones, they can just take some medicine and lie on the bed for a few days to slow down, and they don't care if the bones are crooked or don't grow well, her method is naturally novel in the eyes of these people.

"Fix the bone position, help with healing." Ran Heya turned around and told the old man, "Take the medicine according to the prescription, break your muscles and bones for a hundred days, and you will come to the hospital again in a month to remove the plank." Don't exert yourself within a month, or your efforts will be wasted. ”

The old man nodded gratefully.

Yizimei glanced at her: "Girl, follow me." ”

Ran Heya looked at his attitude towards the old man, and knew that this person was not an important person, let alone that he didn't have to bother to invite himself to come over for diagnosis and treatment, so what was this toss for?

She was vigilant in her heart, subconsciously looked around left and right, and suddenly didn't know what to do, led her into the backyard, pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and said respectfully: "Childe is waiting in the room, Miss Ran, please." ”

Ran Heya raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say that you treated the old man, so you gave me ginseng?" ”

Before Yizimei could speak, a clear voice came from the room: "Girl, the old ginseng is in the room, I have some difficulty in moving, and I am annoyed that the girl will enter the room for a while." ”

Ran Heya was not voice-controlled, but was startled by this nice voice, and the ghost pushed the door open, as the light was still early today, the autumn sun was slightly warm, the man sat on the soft couch, with a thin blanket on his legs, holding a book in his hand, but he did not read the book, but looked at the sky outside the window, the golden light fell between his eyebrows and eyes, and the beauty was not as good as all that in the mortal world.

Ran Heya exclaimed, a little unbearable to disturb this picture-like beauty, but the man smiled and broke the peace of the room: "Miss Ran? ”

"......" Ran Heya withdrew his surprised gaze, and met his smiling eyes, a little hot, "Sorry, offended." I'm going to get old ginseng. ”

Wen Xinyuan took out a rosewood box from behind him and opened it, and it was a hundred-year-old ginseng of high quality, which was hundreds of times better than the ginseng hidden in the medicine storehouse.

Ran Heya was overjoyed, but he didn't step forward, and said calmly: "Childe has tried many times, presumably he won't let me take the ginseng so easily, right?" ”

Wen Xinyuan was born in a gentle state, but he had a noble posture, and he didn't refute when he heard the words: "Miss Ran is smart, I won't beat around the bush, ginseng can be given to you, and if he needs other medicinal materials in the future, he can come to the carefree medical center to buy them, the condition is——"

He pressed the thin blanket on his fingertips, and a dark color flashed in his eyes, "Sign the deed and heal my leg." ”

Ran Heya can also see from the posture of his old ginseng, he sits upright, but his legs don't seem to be strong, seeing him in such a natural tone, it is a pity in his heart that such a jade person has to bear such a disability.

"I need to look at your legs first, and I can't make any judgments."

Wen Xinyuan was silent for a moment, and only when Ran Heya thought he wouldn't agree, did he take away the thin blanket: "Okay." ”

Ran Heya's heart jumped, and she came over to carefully observe his legs, pressing his muscles under his hands, she could feel his tightness and discomfort, trying to reduce the presence of her fingers, and said this to divert his attention: "Childe's legs, like this...... How long has it been? ”

"An old disease." Wen Xinyuan's voice was very calm, but there was a chill, Ran Heya's heart jumped, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and he was about to cover him with a blanket after checking, but he avoided his hand, "I'll come by myself." ”

Ran Heya was a little embarrassed: "Childe, I have to tell you the truth, after such a long old injury, the muscles have begun to atrophy, and it is impossible to recover as before." ”

Wen Xinyuan glanced at her, her eyes seemed to flicker, and she quickly regained her composure: "I believe in you." ”

Ran Heya: "......"

She didn't believe in herself.

I am afraid that most of this kind of broken leg injury can only be recovered in modern times in combination with various high-tech instruments and rehabilitation training, and in this ancient world, it is really difficult for her to guarantee.

Where does he get his confidence?

However, it is better to sign a contract with this person than to hand over the right to operate the medical center.

If his leg can be cured, Ran Heya is naturally willing to seek good ideas up and down.

"Okay, I promise you."

Wen Xin was far from surprised, signed the prepared contract to her, calmly handed over the old ginseng to her, closed her eyes, and stopped talking.

Ran Heya sighed in her heart, didn't say more, got the ginseng and went home to take medicine, personally fed her father who was seriously ill and didn't wake up, and kept watch for half the night before waiting for Ran's father to wake up.

"Yaya?" Ran's father slept for many days, his face was yellow, and it was easy for his eyes to have focus, and when he saw Ran Heya's thin appearance, he was distressed, "These days, I'm tired of you." Your second uncle ......"

Although he was in a coma, it was not that he couldn't listen to people, Second Uncle Ran came to make trouble several times, and he understood it, but he just couldn't wake up.

"It's hard for you."

Ran Heya's eyes were hot: "Dad, it's okay if you're fine." The second uncle is just one of those indiscriminate methods, spending a lot of money to buy all the century-old ginseng, but the result is still a bamboo basket for water, and now he has to cry. ”

Father Ran was stunned: "Where did you buy the old ginseng?" ”

In the end, he has been running the medical clinic for many years, and he also knows his younger brother, Ran Heya should not be able to get the old ginseng in the 'snare' of Second Uncle Ran.

"I went to Sanssouci Hospital." Ran Heya didn't care, "Dad, do you want to drink water?" Or something to eat? ”

"Worry-free Medical Center...... Ran's father grabbed the quilt, looked at her with a strange expression, lowered his head for a moment, and patted Ran Heya's hand, "Don't be busy, Dad has no appetite, Yaya, you go...... Ancestral hall, there is a bronze key behind your mother's tablet, you go and get it. ”

"Keys?" Ran and Ya had doubts, but Ran's father didn't say anything anymore, as long as she avoided someone to get it.

Ran Heya saw that his father's energy was lacking, and he didn't want him to work: "I, when you sleep, I'll go get it." ”

Ran Heya took advantage of the fact that the sky was still not bright, and quietly went to the ancestral hall, and sure enough, they found a bronze key under the mother's tablet, the style is not strange, but since it is hidden here, it must be of great use.

It was dawn when she took the key and returned home, but she saw Xing'er waiting anxiously at the door, and when she came back, she greeted her: "Miss, it's not good!" I...... I heard that the second master of the clan supports himself in charge of the medical hall and wants to kick you out! ”

Although Xing'er is young, he has a good temperament, and he can play with the juniors of the Ran family, and the hospital has nothing to do in the past few days, so he secretly ran to find a little friend to play, not wanting to bump into the second uncle Ran's temptation to lure the people in the clan to calculate the matter of Ran Heya's father and daughter, and he still came to tell Ran Heya all night.

"It's really not the heart of the Yellow River that doesn't die." Ran Heya narrowed his eyes: "Xing'er, you go and invite all the clan elders to discuss important matters in the afternoon. ”

Xing'er hesitated: "Miss, how young are you, the clan elders may have been bought by the second master." ”

Ran Heya smiled coldly: "The right to operate the medical hall is in my father's hands, and it is up to my father to decide who should give it to." After a pause, she leaned down and whispered, "Xing'er, if you have a letter with the little girl in the second uncle's mansion, you will say that my father has handed over the jade plate in power to me." ”

Xing'er blinked: "Xing'er understands." ”