Chapter 78
The man was slightly startled, "Which Mu girl?"

"Mu Qingyi." The shopkeepers said.

The man immediately shook his head, "It's not her, it's Doctor Li from our village."

The shopkeepers nodded, yes, Miss Mu is so good at medicine, how could she treat people like this.

At this moment, a woman asked cautiously, "Do you know Mu Qingyi?"

The shopkeepers laughed and said, "Of course, she is the doctor in charge of our pharmacy."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

Mu Qingyi turned out to be the sitting doctor in this pharmacy?She is a little girl, how can she sit in court for consultation?Isn't this nonsense!
Seeing that they didn't believe it, the shopkeepers didn't say much.A person's medical skills and a doctor's reputation are not blown out by another person, but piled up in front of each cured disease.

At this time, Doctor Song came over, stared angrily after seeing the child, and scolded while writing the prescription: "How are you parents? You only sent it after you have become like this? Why did you go so early?"

A woman's feet went limp, she sat on the ground and cried, "Bao'er—mother's Bao'er!"

Dr. Song took the written prescription in his hand and blew on the ink, then turned to the woman and said, "Why are you crying? The child is not dead yet."

The woman was scolded by Doctor Song, she immediately fell silent, and asked with teary eyes, "Doctor, tell us the truth, do you still have our baby, do you—"

Dr. Song glared at her and said angrily, "I can't die!"

Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Dr. Song said again: "It's just that you sent the doctor too late. Even if the child is detoxified now, the damage in the body will not be small. It needs to be nourished for a while." After speaking, he wrote another Zhang Fangzi, "This is a prescription for nourishing one's health. Take it for fifteen days at a time, not less than one day, otherwise it is easy to cause gastrointestinal problems."

The villagers are illiterate, but they also know that the more words written on the prescription, the more money will be spent.

"Well, how much does this medicine cost?" a woman asked weakly.

Dr. Song shook his head: "I don't know, ask the shopkeeper." After speaking, he turned and walked back to the front of the sick collapse, planning to give each child a few needles.

Dr. Song thought to himself, if Miss Mu were here, what would she do?After being treated by Miss Mu, do these children also need intensive care for so long to recover?
At this moment, the young man ran in, "The shopkeeper, Doctor Song, Miss Mu is here."

Doctor Song, who was about to give the needle, immediately withdrew his hand, straightened up and said to the waiter, "Quick, please come here."

Thus, Mu Qingyi walked in slowly amidst everyone's dumbfounded expressions.

Seeing these people from the same village here, Mu Qingyi also showed surprise.

Didn't these people go to find Dr. Li in the village? Why are they here again?

Doctor Song greeted him with a smile, "You're here, come and have a look." After speaking, he dragged Mu Qingyi to the side of the sick bed, and asked the clerk to bring back the prescription that he had just taken to grab the medicine and show it to Miss Mu.

Mu Qingyi frowned fiercely after seeing the condition of several children, "I saw them in the morning, they are not so serious, did you eat anything?"

Doctor Song pointed to a group of people who were still in a daze and didn't wake up, and said, "It is said that I drank the medicine from the barefoot doctor in the village."

"Quack doctor!" Mu Qingyi couldn't help muttering.

Dr. Song laughed, "He is indeed a quack doctor. He can't even cure this kind of drug poisoning. What kind of doctor is he?"

The two people's voices were not high, but because the room was so quiet, every word got into everyone's ears.

(End of this chapter)

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