Chapter 77: How to get him to open the door
Jiang Shu wanted to stop the bleeding for Lang Mo as soon as possible, and he didn't care about whether the door was closed or not, so he got off the carriage, walked to the door of the pharmacy, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Is anyone there?" ”
"It's closed today, so let's come back tomorrow." A somewhat tired male voice came from inside.
"We'll just take some medicine and leave, so we won't be delayed too long."
"No," said inside, "it is the rule of our store to open the door at three o'clock and close the door at three o'clock at the third hour." Girl, please come back. ”
"One of us is injured and urgently needs medicine to stop the bleeding, so please make it easier." Jiang Shu pleaded.
The other party still refused to let go: "The rules of the small shop can't be changed, if the girl is really in a hurry to use medicine, let's go elsewhere." ”
Then came the sound of footsteps moving away.
"The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper's ......" Jiang Shu was afraid that he would leave, so he hurriedly patted the door panel in an attempt to keep him.
However, there was no response from inside.
"Fourth sister, if you call the door like this, it's strange that people are willing to open it!" Ye Chiwan got out of the carriage and strode over.
Jiang Shu looked back at her and said with some puzzlement: "Then how can I get him to open the door?" ”
"Look at me!" Ye Chi rolled his eyes, curled his hands over his mouth, raised his head and shouted loudly, "Someone, put out the fire, Hu Ji medicinal herb shop is on fire, come and put out the fire!" ”
"Hurry up and put out the fire! Hurry up and put out the fire! Before Ye Chiwan's words fell, an anxious voice suddenly came from inside the door.
Immediately afterward, the closed door was pulled open from the inside, and a middle-aged man in his mid-middle years walked out in his coat, followed by two servants carrying buckets.
"Where's the fire?" The middle-aged man looked around, but there was no sign of fire around.
Ye Chi clasped his hands around his chest and strode up to greet him: "Shopkeeper, I want medicine to stop bleeding." ”
The middle-aged man looked at the woman walking towards him, then looked at Jiang Shu nearby, and the carriage parked in front of the door, and then understood what was going on, his face couldn't help but change, and he turned around and walked inside: "Come in!" ”
"Fourth sister, go!" Ye Chiwan smiled smugly and pulled Jiang Shu in.
At this moment, the oil lamp in the pharmacy has been lit. The middle-aged man walked to the counter, took out a small jade-white porcelain bottle from a drawer in the multi-grid medicinal herb cabinet behind him and placed it on the counter, and said in a deep voice: "Two taels of silver." ”
Jiang Shu picked up the small white porcelain bottle, pulled out the red stopper on it and put it in front of his nose and smelled it, wormwood, acacia flower, notoginseng, and crane grass, the ingredients in them do have the effect of stopping bleeding.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but sink a little when he saw her move: "Girl, rest assured, our Hu Ji Medicinal Herb Shop is a century-old brand, and its operation is completely honest until now." Although the two of them were able to enter the shop to buy medicine at this time, I would never use other medicines to deceive them. ”
"Thank you very much!" Jiang Shu re-capped the medicine bottle, put it in his sleeve, took out a piece of broken silver from the money bag he was carrying, put it on the counter, pulled up Ye Chi and walked out.
At this time, Lang Mo had also gotten out of the carriage and was standing in front of the carriage with one hand covering his wound.
Jiang Shu pulled Ye Chiwan to the side of the carriage, and saw by the moonlight that the sleeve of his right arm had been stained red with blood, and his hands were also full of blood, his heart couldn't help but tighten, and without saying a word, he walked over and tore open the sleeve of his shirt that was cut by a long knife, and poured all the medicinal powder in the small white porcelain bottle on the wound.