Qinghe Town, Shen's Medical Center.

There were several people lined up outside the medical hall.

After these days of verification, everyone knows that Shen Qiushui really knows how to heal, and she is very good, quite like Dr. Shen Daniu, plus her fees are half cheaper than Jishantang, everyone loves to come to her for any illness, but no one came to say that she was a woman.

really responded to that sentence: those who have the ability can eat anywhere.

Everyone lined up at the window to go to Shen Qiushui's window for consultation, took the prescription, and went to the store to grab the medicine from Shen Congyi.

There is a clear division of labor in the medical center.

"Five hundred wen?! It's only a little over a hundred, why do I want 500 Wen?! The old man coughed heavily a few times, and when he heard the price quoted by Shen Congyi, he couldn't accept it.

Coughing for half a month, her already hoarse throat was torn open by her and roared.

"Different herbs have different prices." Shen Congyi explained, he didn't have much patience.

"Young man, just give me a cheaper, I really can't afford that much money!" The old man pleaded.

Shen Congyi pursed his lips, obviously not believing this statement.

"If you don't buy it, if you don't buy it, you can leave, there are still people waiting behind!"

"I really don't have that much money, look at the three hundred Wencheng, cough cough cough-" As he spoke, the old man coughed violently again.

"No money?"

"yes......"

"And what do you wear on your head?" Shen Congyi sneered.

Shen Qiushui said that he could reduce the price as appropriate, but the old man in front of him was not like a poor person, the price of their medical hall was already half of that of other places, and the medicinal materials were also purchased at a high price.

When the old man heard this, he subconsciously covered the silver hairpin on his head, the silver bracelet she was wearing on her hand was solid, and it looked heavy as she shook it a few times.

Facing Shen Congyi's gaze, the old man immediately straightened his face, changed his previous appearance of pretending to be pitiful, counted the strings of copper plates, threw them on the counter, picked up the medicine bag and ran, running extremely fast, with a vigorous posture, like an old man at all.

Seeing that Shen Congyi was not good at talking, the people who came to grab the medicine behind did not dare to bargain anymore.

After a busy morning, and finally sending the last patient away, Shen Qiushui stretched his waist and got up and walked to the counter.

She leaned against the counter, picked up the prescription pressed aside and counted it.

There are twelve of them.

That's 12 patients this morning.

"Yesterday there was no one, today there are twelve." Shen Qiushui muttered.

It's hard to say that this kind of thing is sick, Shen Qiushui shook his head, put down the prescription, and didn't think much about it.

She looked out the door and saw only a street and a ready-to-wear shop across the street.

It was almost noon, and there were many fewer pedestrians on the road, and when she didn't see the patient coming to the door, she asked Shen Congyi to go back to eat first.

Sending Shen out of the door, she closed the door and walked to the backyard.

In the backyard, Mo Yu pouted and turned over stones in the grass in the corner of the wall, followed by a pheasant.

This pheasant named Xiao Hei has been raised by the family for a while, and Mo Yu finds some messy insects for it to eat from time to time, and he has not fed it carefully on weekdays, and he still survived.

It didn't run, it followed Mo Yu every day, was protected by Mo Yu, and no one killed it to drink.

This time when he came to the town, Mo Yu had to bring Xiao Hei here, but Shen Qiushui couldn't twist the other party.

"Okay, let's go wash your hands, your dad will go buy steamed buns, and I'll be back soon."

Shen Qiushui spoke.

Hearing that there were buns to eat, the two little ones happily went to wash their hands.

There are several steamed bun shops nearby, Mo Changtian bought them all once, and the one that best suits Shen Qiushui's taste is spread in another alley.

He grabbed the money and walked towards the bun shop.

As soon as I turned into another alley, I was hit by a man who had been walking with his head down.

I only felt a light in my arms.

！

The man who just hit him was a thief!

bumped into it, and it was directly from his arms that the money bag was taken away.

Mo Changtian was a little distracted, he didn't pay attention to this matter at all, who would have thought that in broad daylight, the money bag would be gone!

"Stop!" Mo Changtian shouted angrily and rushed forward.

He was extremely fast, the thief was a repeat offender, he was not slow, and he was very familiar with the nearby terrain, going back and forth in several alleys.

Qinghe Town is not big, there are a lot of people who live, the houses are built one after another, densely packed, there are many lanes, very winding.

"Made, I'm tired of Lao Tzu!" The thief ran away for a long time, thinking that he had thrown the person behind him away, and turned back quite proudly.

He was greeted by the gradually enlarged soles of his shoes.

Mo Changtian kicked the thief who was holding on to the wall and panting with his waist in the face, and directly kicked the person over.

The thief screamed in pain, and was trampled under Mo Changtian's feet, his tone was frightened and incredulous, "You, how did you catch up?!" ”

In these ten miles and eight towns, the thief is the most familiar, but even if the other party is faster than him, a few dog holes are drilled, and he is not afraid of being caught up at all.

Mo Changtian, who had a straight face, didn't speak, snatched the money bag from the thief, and searched out a few money bags from the other party.

The money bags are sewn with satin and embroidered with exquisite flowers, plants, birds and beasts, and some are sewn with coarse cloth.

The thief is fair, and the poor and the rich steal together.

The extra money bag didn't know what to do, so Mo Changtian had no choice but to pick up the thief from the ground and plan to send the person to the yamen.

"Brave man, spare my life, I don't dare anymore......" The thief understood the current situation, and kept saying some pleading words.

Mo Changtian didn't pay attention, and there was no expression on his face, which made it impossible to guess his thoughts.

The thief took advantage of the time to speak, and threw a punch, trying to divert his attention and escape, he was sure that there was a dog hole in front of him to drill.

What he didn't expect was that Mo Changtian was agile, his little trick was not enough at all, he didn't even dodge, he directly grabbed the opponent's fist and pulled it backhand, and kicked the opponent's knee hard, making the other party scream in pain.

At this moment, the door of the house in front of him was suddenly pushed open, and several people walked out of it.

"Huang Gongzi, I also received some fur there, I'll send it to you directly later?" The one who followed behind flattered.

In the alley, Mo Changtian, who had just subdued the thief, saw the appearance of the person in charge, his pupils shrank, and he pulled the thief into the alley next to him quickly.

At the door of the house, Huang Gongzi couldn't put it down and touched the fox fur held by his subordinates, and he had listened to the flattering words of others since he was a child, without any fluctuations.

I was interested in the fleeting figure.

The other party was very fast, he couldn't see the face, he only felt familiar.

Retracted his gaze with some regret and glanced at the person beside him casually, "What did you just say?" ”

The man repeated it in a good voice.

"Is it fox fur?" Huang Gongzi glanced at the other party.