After escaping from famine, the Crown Princess of Disaster emptied out her rival’s warehouse

Chapter 102 Chen Xiangxiu can’t sit still
"That's right. I didn't bring any money today, so the People's Hospital will still treat me. Uncle! Is Dr. Du's People's Hospital just for people like us?"

Li Laoliu glared at his third nephew: "What do you want to do? Take advantage of Dr. Du's good intentions to do evil? Our Li family is poor, but we have to give money to others, and the doctor's medicinal materials are also bought with money. "

"Uncle! You may have misunderstood. I didn't mean that. I meant that in the future, we will have our own medical clinic for medical treatment."

However, Li Daniu thought of another way to repay Du Wanwan's medical money: "Dad! Next time I come for a re-examination, ask Dr. Du if he will accept the medicinal materials. If he does, we can collect the medicinal materials to offset the medical expenses we owe."

His son's idea was a good one, and Li Laoliu thought it was feasible: "It should be possible. Doctor Du doesn't seem like a difficult person to talk to. Will Huichun Hall still accept the medicine we collected?"

"Uncle! From now on, the medicine we collect will only be given to the People's Medical Center. We have to remember that they have done so much for us."

Li Laoliu nodded and praised his eldest nephew: "You are right, as long as Doctor Du accepts it, we will give it to him. Even if the price is lower, it doesn't matter, we are happy."

"Yes! We are happy to."

The group of people returned home and told the story of meeting the People's Medical Center in the county town today. The whole Lijia Village was shocked. They did not expect that there is such a good medical center in the county town. It is really rare.

Du Wanwan also didn't expect that she would pick up a patient at random and gain a village of fans.

On the first day the medical center opened, they admitted two patients and didn't earn a single coin. They bought a few packets of medicine and spent some spiritual spring water given by Yaya.

Li Daniu's legs were cleaned with spiritual spring water.

Ye Tingxiao returned to the governor's house and handed the medicine to his mother: "Mom! This medicine was prescribed by Miss Du. She said that my disease can be cured, but it will take some time."

After listening to her son's words, Chen Xiangxiu, who had been looking sad for many days, seemed to hear the voice of nature: "Zhongyuan! Is what Miss Du said true?"

Chen Xiangxiu also knew a little about Du Wanwan. She had already talked about it when her son came back last time.He said that when he was in Dujiacun, he met a little girl with excellent medical skills, who cured his injuries and saved his life.

At that time, she didn't care. She felt like she was just a villager who happened to heal her son. In fact, it was not that miraculous.

Today I heard that she could cure her son's disease. Chen Xiangxiu couldn't sit still. If there was really hope, it would save the lives of their whole family!

These days, she couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and was miserable.

She had had difficulty conceiving all her life. She finally gave birth to two sons, but she was not willing to watch them go to waste.

"Yes!" Ye Tingxiao replied calmly, "She said that I can't be anxious about my illness, I have to take care of it first. Only by taking good care of my body can I hope to be cured."

Knowing that her mother was worried about him buying medicine randomly and drinking it, Ye Tingxiao simply explained everything and slowly exposed Du Wanwan to the public.

When the medicine expired, he told his mother that it was Miss Du who cured him.

"Okay, okay! Listen to her, listen to her."

As long as Chen Xiangxiu can cure her son's disease, it doesn't matter what Du Wanwan says.Her son's illness is like a huge boulder weighing on her body. She will be grateful to anyone who can move it away.

"Yes! My son has been prescribed medicine to drink. She said that this medicine can only be taken once a month."

"Then go to the doctor and drink it every month. No matter what medicine it is, no matter how expensive it is, you must insist on taking it. If you don't feel good after taking it for one year, take it for two years. As long as you can get better, it doesn't matter how long you take it."

Ye Tingxiao held his forehead, but the medicine was only effective for half a year. Whatever he did, he had to take medicine for a year or two. It seemed that his mother was really shocked.Looking at the worried Chen Xiangxiu, Ye Tingxiao felt a little guilty in his heart.At this point, he seems to have no way out. If he doesn't do this, how can he achieve his goal?
"Yes, my son has remembered it all."

Ye Tingxiao stood up, saluted Chen Xiangxiu, and then left.

Looking at his back, Chen Xiangxiu's eyes were full of tears.

The poor child still doesn't know what he will face if he really can't be cured.The position of the eldest son of the Pingyang Marquis Mansion is likely to change.

The old lady looks impartial on the surface, but secretly she still favors her children and grandchildren.If her son is fine and can be named Crown Prince, he will take over the position of Marquis of Pingyang in peace and smoothly.

Once there is a deviation, the position of the prince of Pingyanghou Mansion may not be preserved. It is really hard to say who the next Pingyanghou will be.

She has to go see Miss Du tomorrow and ask her if she has an exact time for how long it will take her son to be cured.One or two years is easy to say, but three or five years is hard to say.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Chen Xiangxiu took a carriage with her personal nanny and arrived at Du Wanwan's shop.

The decoration of the medical clinic is different from other medical clinics. The layout is different. I feel that the decoration here is simpler, clearer and more reasonable.The walls around the pharmacy are all covered with cabinets. The cabinets have no doors and are filled with drawers from top to bottom.

Each drawer contains medicinal materials, which look very neat and beautiful.Unlike other medical clinics, there is a medicine cabinet, but there are not so many drawers. There are shelves one after another, and jars are placed on the shelves.

The medicinal materials are packed in jars with the name of the medicine on the outside.The jars are large and small, of different heights, messy and uneven.

Unlike her place, the medicine cabinet on all sides must have at least a hundred drawers, and each drawer contains two kinds of medicinal materials.There is a red label with the name of the medicine written on it.

There are so many names of medicinal materials such as Rehmannia glutinosa, Atractylodes atractylodes, Perilla seed, Ephedra purpurea, Amomum villosum, Sichuan cinnamon twig, Asarum vulgaris, etc., which can dazzle people.

There should be a room behind the medicine cabinet, covered with white coarse cloth, with the words "Examination Room" written on the door frame.

Although Chen Xiangxiu didn't know what the examination room was for, it was inseparable from the medical practice.

There is a table next to the medicine cabinet, and a young man wearing a robe, with delicate features and a thin body is sitting there reading a book on medicine.

There is a chair opposite the table, which should be for patients to sit on, and there are several chairs placed against the wall next to it.

Sitting in the medicine cabinet was a little girl of eleven or twelve years old, wearing a fine cotton flowered jacket and combing her hair in a bun. She looked elegant and quiet.

Seeing Chen Xiangxiu approaching, the young man put down his medical book, looked her over, and asked enthusiastically: "Is Madam's recent migraine attack severe?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Xiangxiu and the nanny beside her looked at each other. There was nothing on their faces, but there was a turmoil in their hearts.

Indeed, Chen Xiangxiu has always suffered from headaches. In the past, she had occasional attacks, either with pain on her left side or right side.

In the past, she tried to keep her mood calm and her attacks were few and not as frequent as during this period.Her son's illness left her unable to eat, and headaches were inevitable.

I just didn't expect that Miss Du's medical skills would be so excellent. After taking a look at her, I knew she had a migraine.

Did her son tell her?
(End of this chapter)