Shen Zishi, who was in rags, with medicinal powder on his hands, and ran out of the cubicle in a panic was Jiang Lanxi's first impression of him, not so bad, but not so perfect.

Jiang Lanxi handed the prescription to Shen Zishi and asked, "Is there any of these medicinal materials in the pharmacy?" ”

Shen Zishi carefully tapped the medicinal materials on it, until he confirmed it, and replied enthusiastically: "Yes, yesterday the official sent a lot of medicinal materials, and I was thinking that there were not many patients in the hall, so I would distribute them to other pharmacies." ”

Seeing Shen Zishi skillfully take the medicinal materials, Jiang Lanxi opened his mouth and asked, "All the pharmacies in Liyang are overcrowded, why is your hall deserted?" ”

Shen Zishi looked embarrassed, "I used to be a disciple of Dr. Liu of Zhirentang, this pharmacy was opened last year with all my savings, and the neighbors may think that I am still young and not enough to be a doctor, so there are very few people who come to me for medical treatment, and I usually mainly sell medicinal herbs." Occasionally diagnose and treat those people who don't have much money, and it is enough to help some as much as you can. ”

Jiang Lanxi looked at Shen Zishi carefully, and his poor appearance did not look like a doctor, but like a poor scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam.

"You are so poor, why don't you continue to be your disciple, and you have to spend all your savings to open a pharmacy that can't make money?"

"It's just that I can't get used to seeing the poor get sick!" Shen Zishi lowered his eyes and wrapped the medicine bag with words, handed the wrapped medicinal materials to Jiang Lanxi and said, "Girl, this is the medicinal materials you want, a total of seven hundred texts." ”

Hearing this price, Jiang Lanxi was slightly stunned for a moment, there were more than 30 kinds of medicinal materials in the prescription she prescribed, no matter how many precious medicinal materials there were, just to say that these more than 30 kinds of medicinal materials would definitely not be less than two taels of silver in any pharmacy.

Even the valuable musk, licorice and Polygonum multiflorum are usually more expensive medicinal materials.

"Why is the price of your herbs so low?"

"Girl, at this time it is a time of crisis for Liyang, these are the prices given to me by the officials, and I sell them to the people without collecting a penny, which can be regarded as my meager contribution to Liyang."

Jiang Lanxi took the medicine bag in her heart, she didn't know whether she should be happy or sad, she was glad that Liyang had a doctor who thought about the people, and she was sad that Liyang only had such a doctor, and he was not welcomed.

When the two returned to the Zhiren Pavilion again, they saw a bunch of people talking about something in the corner, and that corner was also where the critically ill patients treated by Jiang Lanxi were located.

Seeing Jiang Lanxi's figure, the onlookers immediately dispersed, but they still cast concerned eyes here.

The critically ill patient lying on the ground had obvious breathing fluctuations on his chest, and there were traces of slight eyeballs under his eyelids, and occasionally the patient's final whimper could be faintly heard.

"Miss, he's reacting! That's great! Sleeve Silver kept praising Jiang Lanxi, and deliberately raised her voice to tell those around her who had questioned them.

Jiang Lanxi breathed a sigh of relief, but it didn't make her relax, after all, this is just the first step, acupuncture can't be stopped, and the pills must be taken together, at least these three days must save his life.

Zhiren Pavilion is busy inside and outside, the number of patients is increasing, and the number of people grinding and boiling medicine is also increasing, Jiang Lanxi began to help after making the pills, and she can be seen in various pharmacies in the north of the city.

The road is long and twilight, and the twilight is vast.

The shoes on Jiang Lanxi's feet were already oozing blood, and her staggering figure showed tenacity in the afterglow.

"Miss, although the north of the city is not big, how can you stand it running back and forth like this every day, your feet have been worn out today, and if you continue, I am afraid that your body will fall first."

Sleeve Silver gently helped Jiang Lanxi forward in distress, trying to slow down his steps.

"That's why there's a wind shop on Yifang Street, so that the whole city can be put in one place so that they don't have to go back and forth." Jiang Lanxi's forehead was full of sweat, but she didn't know if the sweat on her forehead was caused by exertion or pain.

"But the Furry Workshop will only be built the day after tomorrow, will we come tomorrow?"

"Of course we have to come, we still have a gambling contract with Dr. Liu."

There was a sound of horses' hooves behind him, and he walked to the side of the two and stopped.

"Miss Jiang, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invites you to take a ride back to the Governor's Mansion together." Dong Li, the attendant beside Liang Gongyang, stood beside the carriage and said to Jiang Lanxi.

Jiang Lanxi's eyes glanced at the curtain of the carriage, recalled the teasing in the morning, and said coldly: "The people's daughter thanks His Highness for his kindness, but the people's daughter can go back by herself." ”

Jiang Lanxi stubbornly continued to move forward one slope after another, and this time she didn't give the two of them a chance to play with her at all.

Suddenly, a pair of hands behind him wrapped around Jiang Lanxi's waist, directly picked up the whole person, and then landed firmly on the four-wheeled vehicle.

The frightened Jiang Lanxi looked back with wide eyes, and there was Beizhou standing behind him who was not smiling, pressing his shoulder stiffly, and it was Liang Zhaoqing's four-wheeled car that he was sitting on.