Magic Punk

So delicious.

A bowl of light blue detoxification pill was mixed with water, and then Chen Dao's mother drank it. , I am afraid that even the village should have some stocks, after all, it is close to Maple Leaf Valley, and Maple Leaf Valley is the largest source of medicinal materials in Lanyin County.

If the detoxification pill is sold, the market price should be one thousand per pill. In terms of cost, if Xuanyi makes it, the cost will be less than one hundred. If combined with Xuanyi's status as a pharmacy master, the price will only increase by more than half.

But at this time, it's free.

Xuanyi is not short of money.

It’s just that he is not the loving father and mother who saves the suffering.

Life is valuable, and he must be paid for saving lives.

It's just that unlike the standard of remuneration in the eyes of many people, what he sees is the value of life.

He had just seen it. Chen Dao's house was completely bare. Only the house and the tiger skin were worth some money. This should have been considered part of Chen Dao's family property. The house and the tiger skin were priced at 100,000 yuan, so it was so expensive. Yi should charge thirty thousand as a fair price.

At least it meets his standards.

But the Chen family was indeed poor at the moment, and Chen Dao reminded him of himself who knew what was not to be done but did it, and his nature was considered good, so he simply gave him a big discount.

Four thousand is really a big discount. He once thought about asking for six thousand, but in the end he decided against it.

After all, Chen Dao still really has to undergo the test of whether he is a Mongolian doctor.

Xuan Yi finished writing the prescription. His prescription was quite neat and even written in orchid leaf characters. He didn't have the slightest sense of being a medical practitioner. Then he left his signature on the piece of paper and Fang handed the prescription to him. Chen Dao: Decoct it with water and take it. Your mother may wake up tonight. After she wakes up, give her a dose first. Don't eat. From tomorrow onwards, you can only drink white porridge every day to keep her stomach full. This medicine Take it twice in the morning and evening for a week. After the remaining toxins are eliminated, there will be no sequelae.

This time Xuanyi's medical advice really sounded like a doctor's. Chen Dao couldn't help but take it with both hands. He looked at the prescription and found that it only contained the most common medicines. It only cost one hundred yuan to get them all. He was really in trouble. It can be obtained in the village, but after feeding my mother the detoxification water just now, her complexion did seem to have improved, so I couldn't help but believe it a little more.

He gritted his teeth, took out the stack of banknotes wrapped tightly in his pocket, carefully counted the four thousand banknotes to Xuanyi, and handed them over.

Xuanyi didn't answer, shook his head and said: When your mother recovers from her illness, just send it over yourself. I will always set up a stall there and will not leave for at least a month.

Chen Dao then refreshed his impression of Xuanyi: What if I don't give money?

Could you come back and poison my mother again?

Xuanyi smiled: Then I will get it myself.

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At this time dusk has fallen.

One hour of traveling and one minute of treatment probably refers to a Mongolian doctor like Xuan Yi.

Of course he had to leave after the treatment, but when Chen Dao stood at the entrance of the village to say goodbye, he couldn't help but hesitate again.

Although he had vowed not to take care of their food when he originally agreed to let them come over, but now it seems that it is a bit unkind to not take care of them?

I still have Chinese New Year bacon at home, and it will definitely taste great when stewed.

Just as Chen Dao was about to speak, Xuan Yi shook his head: No, we have to go back in a hurry.

Chen Dao's words were swallowed back, and the medical brother and sister embarked on their return journey.

In early spring in March, Xuanyi and Yaoyao walked for ten minutes along the road they came from, and then caught the last train back to the city.

There were not many people in the car.

At this time, there are many farmers and merchants working in the city rushing back to their homes, and there are really not many people rushing back to the city.

Xuanyi and Yaoyao sat silently in the last row of seats, watching the shadow of the distant mountains slowly disappear. The shuttle bus turned on its headlights, emitting two bright beams of mercury, and continued on the slightly empty road. Driving.

This world has undergone tremendous changes from a thousand years ago, even greater than the changes in the past tens of thousands of years, but people in it think that this should be commonplace.

Yaoyao looks a little sleepy. She is just a little girl in her early ten years. It is already extremely difficult to follow Xuanyi out and show up every day. Now that she is sleepy, it proves that she is just a child after all.

The turtle shell-like table and chair were placed in the open space in front of Yaoyao. The girl naturally put her head close to Xuanyi's shoulder, and then fell asleep.

Xuanyi remained motionless, as if she were the best chair. The girl's body was light and soft, but the smell she exuded was not the ordinary girl's slightly milky body odor, but a rather strong herbal smell.

The shuttle bus driving in the dark with lights on was not smooth. Although it was not as smooth as a boat, it was still bumpy. However, Xuanyi remained motionless and maintained a stable posture relative to the shuttle bus in order to make the sleeping girl feel more comfortable. .

Then, I couldn't help but think of Ye Ya.

That blue-haired, stubborn little girl, Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess.

Obviously Yaoyao has nothing in common with her, but for some reason, Xuan Yi still compares the two of them many times.

If there is a reason why, they are probably the only people who trust him unconditionally.

Although it sounds a bit silly.

And for some reason I thought of Ye Ya again.

Ye Ya's contact information was hidden on his finger, but for some reason, after walking out of the ice lake and gaining a new life, Xuan Yi never tried to contact her. She was obviously the one she should report to for her safety.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, if Ye Ya knew that she was here now, she would probably come and take her away?

After all, what place in the world is safer than the headquarters of the Ninth Legion?

But I never thought that I could be such an awkward person sometimes.

Xuanyi couldn't help but think.

The outside of the car window gradually became brighter. Compared to the darkness in the outer suburbs of Lanyin City, when you arrived at the outskirts of Lanyin City, you could see more and more flickering lights, and even street lights that stayed on even into the night.

Xuanyi turned his head and saw Yaoyao still resting on his shoulder, drool flowing out of his small mouth and soaking a small piece of fabric.

She could obviously lie down with her whole body and pillow her thighs, but she still had to sit and sleep in such an uncomfortable way. It was as if she had just let her stay in the apartment, but she insisted on following him every day, so much so that He didn't even care about carrying such a heavy turtle shell.

Perhaps this child, who has lacked a sense of security since birth, is afraid that one day he will suddenly abandon her and run away.

It was like her parents had left her behind.

Perhaps for this reason, Yaoyao never mentioned his parents to Xuanyi, as if they didn't exist at all.

Xuanyi shook his shoulders, and Yaoyao woke up. He looked around suspiciously and found lights flowing like a river in the darkness, and then he became happy.

She loves this and never seems to get bored no matter how many times she sees it.

After looking again and again, Yaoyao suddenly turned her head and looked into Xuanyi's eyes. The lights outside the car window were reflected in her red eyes, like the lake under the sunset. She asked softly:

Xuan Yi.

Who are you anyway?