Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

Song Baoling stood up straight and weighed his head with one hand and asked curiously, "May I ask what disease this young man needs to be diagnosed and treated?"

The man stared angrily, "What do you mean? Curse me to be sick?!"

Song Baoling narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Strange, this is a pharmacy. Since this young man didn't come to my clinic for treatment, did he come to make trouble?"

Instead, Jia Jiaxu lifted his chin and raised his voice even more arrogantly.

"Let me come to your clinic for treatment? It's just a dream!"

Song Baoling leaned back, contrary to Jia Jiaxu's arrogance, and said calmly, "Oh~ Then this young master means to make trouble."

Jia Jiaxu frowned, feeling a little dissatisfied seeing her like this, "What is trouble, I'm just worried that your pharmacy may be harming people in the name of saving them."

At this moment, because of Jia Jiaxu's voice, many people gathered around, as if watching the excitement was not a big deal.

Song Baoling raised his eyebrows, "Young master, why did you say that? Is there any proof?"

Jia Jiaxu chuckled, "Do you still need evidence? Do you have medical skills? If you don't know medical skills and still sit here and treat people, isn't it just harming people for profit!"

"Where did you buy the face wipes you bought for me?"

"But if you can't cure it, I won't reimburse you."

Seeing that Song Baoling's business is doing well, Jin Wanlin feels unbalanced. It's Song Baoling again, and every time she meets Song Baoling, nothing good happens.

Song Baoling was speechless and suppressed the anger in his heart, "Aren't you discriminating against women? Are you men superior to others?"

A high hat was put on Jia Jiaxu's head. He was naturally unwilling to reimburse the medical expenses, but he agreed to it for the sake of face.

Seeing that there was no show, the people around also dispersed one after another.

Song Baoling shook his head to comfort him, "It's not a big problem."

"If you don't know how my medical skills are, if you see that I am a woman, you will directly deny it. Your conduct still needs to be improved."

"Is there any way I can be saved?" The old man looked worried, because he didn't have money to see a doctor, so he has been delaying until now.

She grabbed Lan He's ear, "You're trying to get angry with me, right? You bought things from her store for me even though you knew I wasn't getting along with her!!"

Jia Jiaxu said unwillingly, "How do I know if these medicines are effective? Maybe you just grabbed them randomly."

Song Baoling stretched out his hand and tapped his head, meaning something.

"Of course I know how to do medicine. If you haven't treated illnesses with me, how do you know if I can cure illnesses? Don't talk nonsense about some things."

"Then you mean that women can't study medicine?" Song Baoling asked back.

People around saw it and took a step back in fear. Song Baoling felt relieved after confirming that it was not a contagious skin disease.

In a blink of an eye, I felt that I was ashamed like this, and I forcibly ignored the feeling, "If I dare to treat diseases with you, it will be okay? Let alone you are a woman, and you dare to come out to practice medicine without even growing hair?"

Jia Jiaxu was furious, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Erhu covered his mouth and dragged him away.

No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the two tigers, so he could only stare at Song Baoling with wide eyes to express his anger.

The corner of Jia Jiaxu's mouth twitched triumphantly and said, "Look, no one is willing to let you treat your illness. I think your pharmacy will close down soon."

Song Baoling looked at him curiously, "How do you want me to show it? If this is the problem, then I really can't do anything about it."

After the old man got the medicine, he was grateful, and Song Baoling supported him, "It's a little thing, it's nothing to worry about."

Jia Jiaxu turned to face the crowd and shouted, "Is there any one of you who wants to treat this self-deceiving Miss Song?"

Jia Jiaxu was irritated by these words, "How dare you say that my conduct is bad? What I said clearly is the truth, otherwise you will show off your medical skills."

The old man was obviously relieved, Song Baoling turned around and went to the pharmacy to dispense the medicine and handed it to the old man, "This is for external application, this is for oral administration, twice a day."

Everyone glanced at each other, but no one came up for a long time. No one dared to make fun of their own health.

"Oh, I've only seen midwives, how can a woman be a doctor and practice medicine?" Jia Jiaxu looked disdainful.

Song Baoling looked at Jia Jiaxu, "Then when will the cost of these medicines be settled, sir?"

At this time, an old man stood out from the crowd. His clothes were ragged, his face was haggard, and his voice was hoarse. "Excuse me, who pays for the medical treatment?"

When the old man heard that he didn't need to pay by himself, he walked into the pharmacy with peace of mind.

Song Baoling first asked the old man what symptoms he had, and the old man rolled up his sleeves, "There are many strange things on my body, which have troubled me for a long time."

There were large irregular red spots on the old man's arm, which even extended upwards to the neck, and it looked very intrusive when it was exposed.

The people around were a little moved by what he said, and they looked at Song Baoling with some questioning eyes.

Jin Wanlin turned her head and stared at her, "What are you shouting for?"

In the Jin Mansion not far away, Jin Wanlin kept tightening her fingers holding the handkerchief.

Song Baoling smiled decently, "Of course it's this young master."

"I think you're here to make trouble. You don't know how to do medicine and you don't allow others to do it? Zhao Ping, Erhu drove him away."

Although Song Baoling spoke politely, his eyes were sharp and his air was chilling. Jia Jiaxu felt terrified at the sight, and couldn't help but take a step back.

"What do you mean, mocking me? Since this is the case, just choose a patient at random."

Song Baoling became a little impatient, "People also have tempers, you keep making trouble again and again, I can only let someone drive you away."

Lan He immediately shut up, she obviously didn't shout.

Song Baoling waved his hand to signal that this kind of people would not believe anything they said, and would only waste time.

Lan He next to her saw that something was wrong with her and said hesitantly, "Miss..."

Now he actually opened the shop across from their house, to provoke her?
With a flash of her eyes, she felt that the bottles and jars in the hands of the customers in the store looked familiar, and questioned Lan He.

"In this way, I can test my medical skills and reimburse you. I'm simply a kind person, isn't it?"

Song Baoling smiled after hearing this, "Naturally, grandpa please."

Jin Wanlin was so angry that all the money she spent in the past month of feelings went into Song Baoling's money pocket.

Jin Wanlin vented her anger before letting Lan He go, "Trust me for now."

He had concluded in his heart that Song Baoling was not good at medicine, so he was naturally confident.

Lan He cried, "Miss, I really didn't know it was her shop. Before that, another son was in the clinic!"

Lan He lowered her head and said, "It's from Ms. Song's pharmacy."

"Why? Just admit that you have a guilty conscience!"

Lan He covered his painful ears and lowered his head, his eyes filled with tears.

Seeing her aggrieved and cowardly appearance, Jin Wanlin felt irritated for no reason.

"Why are you crying? It's so hypocritical." Jin Wanlin walked back to the room after speaking.

Halfway through the walk, a plan gradually appeared in his mind, evoking a malicious smile.

Turning around, I saw that Lan He was still on the spot, shouting loudly, "Hurry up and follow."