Chapter 229: The Suffering of the Ice Vein
"Yo, did this little brother come to buy medicine so early? The medicine I have here is the rarest in the whole of Northern Liao. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
A pharmacist who looked like a small boss in Jiangnan hurriedly greeted Chen Hao who was looking around.
Hearing this person say this, Chen Hao just smiled politely and came to the stall, swept his eyes, and couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart, although this stall is not a fake medicine to eat immortals, but the medicinal properties can be said to be one out of ten, and you don't need to guess to know that it is artificially bred goods.
"Boss, you don't need to talk about this medicine," Chen Hao said with a smile.
Hearing Chen Hao's tone, the little boss knew that Chen Hao was an insider, so he just smiled.
Chen Hao didn't say anything anymore, turned around and left.
After walking a short distance, Chen Hao saw a group of people with flat poles, and walked over with some interest in his heart, and the group of people stood up when they saw Chen Hao walking towards him.
"Is the little brother here to find a porter?"
"Picker, is that you?" asked Chen Hao.
One of them was more able to talk and took over: "It seems that the little brother is coming to the Northern Liao Medicine Market for the first time, and our porter is to serve the guests who want to buy a large number of medicinal materials." ā
Chen Hao nodded and understood what the porter meant: "How much?"
When the man heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "If you only buy one cart of medicinal herbs, it will cost you three hundred yuan in two hours and five hundred yuan in five hours." If you directly charter the sky, 700 yuan a day. ā
Chen Hao pondered for a moment and asked, "Then are you familiar with this market?"
The man was immediately happy when he heard it: "Look at what you said, what we are doing is this business, I have also been working in this Beiliao Medicine Market for ten years, which stall is good, which stall is the second, which stall is the real thing, I am clear, it seems that you are the first time to come, I didn't explain it to you just now, if you let me be your porter, I also have the responsibility to be your guide and help you introduce the medicinal materials market." ā
"Okay, I'll give you a thousand dollars to be my porter for a day"
The man was overjoyed when he heard this, and he looked at the young man's expression and respected a lot: "Little brother is a happy person, my Tian Zhuangzhuang will definitely make you value for money What medicinal materials do you need, you can tell me, I will take you over to have a look." ā
Chen Hao shook his head and smiled: "You go around with me first, if I can't buy the medicinal materials I want, then let you take me there." ā
"Okay. Tian Zhuangzhuang happily agreed.
The three medicines of 'Three-Eyed Zhenlong Grass', 'Six-Fingered Buddha's Hand' and 'Firmament Immortal Heart' are too cherished, but Chen Hao did not pin his hopes on these three medicines, but prepared another set of prescriptions, although the medicinal effect is not as strong as the elixir practiced by 'Three-Eyed Zhenlong Grass', 'Six-Fingered Buddha's Hand' and 'Firmament Immortal Heart', but it also has miraculous effects.
After half an hour, Tian Zhuangzhuang's small cart was already full of medicinal herbs.
"Huh?"
Chen Hao had just completed the transaction and was about to search for the whereabouts of the three medicinal herbs, when he found that there were many people gathered in the square between the stall area and the front room, and there were many people watching the excitement in all directions.
Tian Zhuangzhuang followed Chen Hao's gaze and immediately shook his head and said with a wry smile: "My mother is still thinking about her eighty sons, I don't know how many times I have been here." ā
"What do you mean" Chen Hao was puzzled.
Tian Zhuangzhuang explained: "Two years ago, we came to the medicine market a mother and daughter, the mother is in her forties with her daughter in her twenties, the girl is pitiful, suffering from a rare strange disease, and her body is suffering all the time, I heard that the woman has traveled to various cities in Yanhuang in order to treat her daughter's illness, looking for famous doctors everywhere, but all these years have passed, but no one has cured her daughter's disease."
"In the past two years, she brought her daughter to us, because the Beiliao Pharmaceutical Market is the largest distribution center of medicinal materials in Donghua, it is possible to meet a miracle doctor, and set up a ring, if someone cures her daughter's illness, she is willing to give away millions of family wealth. ā
"But two years have passed, not only have I found a miracle doctor, but I have spent most of my millions, and I had hundreds of thousands last time, and this time it may be even less. ā
After listening to Tian Zhuangzhuang's explanation, Chen Hao sighed, which mother doesn't hurt her son? Just like Zhang Ji's mother and son, the old mother is so old, and she still takes care of her paralyzed son without regrets.
Mother is indeed the greatest person in the world.
For a while, Chen Hao was moved by compassion.
"Let's go, come with me. After Chen Hao finished speaking, he strode towards the square.
A half-meter-high platform was temporarily set up on the square, several drug market security personnel were maintaining order, and on a platform of more than 20 square meters, there was a single bed, and a shivering little girl was curled up on the bed.
A middle-aged woman beside the bed had a sad face, and it could be seen that she was definitely a beauty in the past, but she was robbed of her youth by sorrow.
"Everyone, I only have 500,000 left, I beg you, who can save my daughter, I will give him the rest of the money, Ling'er is still so young, she shouldn't bear this kind of pain. ā
Most of Donghua's divine doctors like to hide in the market, Huo Jinglin firmly believes this, so while visiting famous doctors, he also took his daughter to the medicinal herb market in each city to set up a ring, hoping to meet the divine doctor in the vast sea of people and cure her daughter's strange disease.
"I'll try. Chen Hao squeezed in front of the crowd and prepared to take the stage.
"Little friend, I'll do it first, don't join in this fun at your young age. A well-dressed middle-aged man in the crowd had a contemptuous look in his eyes.
Chen Hao didn't fight back, watching how he governed
In the ring, Huo Jinglin saw someone coming up, and suddenly there was hope in his heart: "May I ask your surname?"
"Surname Zhao, Zhao Qingyi"
"Dr. Zhao, this is my daughter's case report over the years"
Zhao Qingyi took the thick pile of inspection reports, and after reading it carefully for a few minutes, her brows furrowed, and then she came to the girl's side, put her hand on the girl's hand, and sighed for a minute: "Strange, strange, I have seen a lot of strange diseases in my decades of medical practice, the cold in her body is too great, the meridians are disordered, and the most important thing is that she has a large acupoint around her body, and there are broken marks on the main veins, and there is pain, indicating that there is a problem with the meridians in her body." ā
As he spoke, he shook his head helplessly and said to Huo Jingrin: "I can't see this disease, I'm really sorry." ā
"Alas" Huo Jinglin also sighed deeply at this, she was disappointed again and again, she was just a woman, and her daughter's illness was about to torture her to despair.
The hundreds of onlookers also shook their heads in disappointment, and nearly half of these hundreds of people had seen this kind of scene today, and even many of them had been here more than ten times. They took pity on the girl, and they also hoped that a miracle doctor would appear and solve the child's physical pain.
Zhao Qingyi looked at the disappointed Huo Jinglin and was silent for a moment and said, "If there is anyone who can cure this disease, it may only be my master." ā
Huo Jinglin heard this sentence as if grasping at a life-saving straw: "Who is your mentor?"
"My mentor is Zao Wou-Ki, a native of the Remnant Snow Dao. ā
"Wow"
The audience suddenly became noisy, for Zhao Wouji, many people knew that Zhao Wouji was the chief imperial doctor of the Zhao family in the Western Capital, and this Zhao Qingyi in front of him turned out to be Zhao Wouji's disciple.
"Where is your master now?"
Hearing Huo Jinglin ask, Zhao Qingyi smiled bitterly: "His old man has retired, and now he is browsing the famous mountains and rivers, and his whereabouts are erratic, I haven't seen his old man for five or six years." However, next year will be the 80th anniversary of our Western Capital Zhaojia Medical College, and he will definitely come back. When the time comes, if he is willing to make a move, I will contact you. ā
Hearing this, Huo Jinglin hurriedly handed over his contact information to you, Zhao Qingyi, and thanked him repeatedly.
Chen Hao stood at the front of the crowd, and when he saw Zhao Qingyi's diagnosis, his heart moved, and he was ready to take the stage, but before he could leave, another person stepped onto the stage before him.
"Hmph, what kind of miracle doctor, Mr. Zhao's medical skills are outstanding, and there are few people in Yanhuang who can surpass him, but you, the descendant of a miracle doctor, can't even cure a child, isn't it a joke?"
For a moment, everyone's eyes were hooked by the owner of this sentence.
"Who are you?" Zhao Qingyi looked at the old man with some hostility between his eyebrows.
The old man sneered: "Hmph, junior, I am the same generation as your master, and you are not qualified to know the name of the old man." ā
Hearing the other party say this, Zhao Qingyi tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart: "My master is not a person from the Remnant Snow Dao, I don't need to explain this, since the seniors look down on the juniors, I think I am not good at learning, why don't you go to treat this little girl in person? ā
When the old man heard Zhao Qingyi's words, he said proudly: "The old man will naturally cure her if he stands up." ā
As he spoke, he came to the little girl, his face full of arrogance, but when he pointed to the little girl's hand, his whole face suddenly darkened: "Ice Xuanjin?"
When these six words were spoken, the old man was a little unconvinced, although Huo Jinglin on the side didn't understand what the old man meant, but he knew that the old man knew what his daughter was sick with.
"Old man, my daughter's sick ......"
The old man sighed with a touch of pity in his eyes: "It's in vain, she is born with an ice vein physique, and her body is full of ice energy at this time, which can't be cured, and there is no time left." ā
The old man's words were like death penalty notices, Huo Jinglin's face suddenly turned pale: "Old man, what do you mean by this?
The old man no longer concealed it: "I once read this kind of physique in an ancient book, she should have developed the disease in recent years." ā
Huo Jinglin's pupils shrank: "It was two years ago that Ling'er learned that her father died in a car accident, and then she got this disease. ā
The old man was helpless: "If she had met me at that time, there would have been hope, but now it is too late, it is a miracle that she can hold on to such pain for more than two years." This child is poor, the pain she endured is unimaginable to ordinary people, if it weren't for his amazing willpower, maybe this child would have ...... long ago."
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(To be continued)