Seeing that Su Luo and Butler Shi were really leaving, Madam Qian panicked.

She wanted to stand up and keep Su Luo there so they could talk a little longer; she urgently needed the money.

Lu Yuanzhong pressed down on Madam Qian's arm and shook his head at her.

The remaining three imposters were completely bewildered, not knowing how Su Luo had recognized them.

Look at this outfit, there's not a single flaw.

"Butler Lu, since the business deal fell through, please pay us the wages we were paid."

Lu Yuanzhong took out three taels of silver from his pocket and threw it onto the table.

He pointed at the three men and cursed, "Useless trash! You're good for nothing but causing trouble! Get out of here..."

The group divided the silver among themselves and left in a huff.

Madam Qian suppressed her anger, rolled her eyes at Lu Yuanzhong, slammed her handkerchief on the table, and got up to leave.

"Sister, sister... don't be angry. I just wanted to sell Qingjiang Manor better."

Lu Yuanzhong jogged alongside Madam Qian, convinced that he had done nothing wrong.

“Lu Yuanzhong, let me tell you, if anything happens to my master and Wenbin, I’ll never forgive you.”

“My dear sister, that Lady Su is so ungrateful. She only offered eight taels of silver. If we wait a little longer, we can definitely get a better price.”

Once inside the carriage, Madam Qian became even angrier.

“Wait, wait, wait… how long will we have to wait? Master Namo said that if we miss the chance to save Wenbin and the others, they will never have another chance.”

"Do you want to see your brother-in-law and nephew die? Two thousand taels of silver! If I don't sell Qingjiang Manor quickly, where am I supposed to get that much money?"

If Qingjiang Village were to delay the sale, it might be possible to sell for more silver. However, in Yongle County, those who could readily afford such a large sum of silver either did not want to buy it.

Either they already own a property and there's no need to buy another one.

Those who wanted to buy it couldn't give her all the money at once; they said they would give her 70% or 80% first.

Su Luo said that it was eight taels of silver per mu, so eighty mu would be six hundred and forty taels. By combining these amounts, she could give Master Namo two thousand taels.

"Sister, how about I talk to Master Namo and ask him to extend Wenbin and the others' stay for a while longer? I'll go look around and see if anyone is willing to offer a higher price."

Mrs. Qian clenched her fists so tightly that the handkerchief in her hand was crumpled into a ball.

"Get out... Don't you know what illness Wenbin and the others have? If others find out, my whole family will be doomed."

Seeing them suffer so much every day breaks my heart. I don't care how much Qingjiang Manor can sell for, as long as Master Namo can save my son.

"I'll sell it once I have enough money. I'm giving you one last chance today. If you can't find a buyer, I'll go find Lady Su tomorrow."

The family was originally quite wealthy, but ever since the master fell ill, those two concubines stole the family's money and ran away.

Unfortunately, the illnesses of the master and his son could not be told to others. If others found out, the entire Yongle County might burn their family to death.

This left her speechless; reporting it to the authorities was useless, and those two bastards got away with it.

"Sister, I will do my best. I will definitely do my best today."

...

Su Luo and Steward Shi slowly rode in the carriage through the streets. When they passed two other pharmacies, they saw that both were closed and not doing business.

At first, Su Luo didn't pay much attention, until the two arrived at Ji'an Hall, where there were twice as many patients as usual.

Although the temperature difference between day and night is large this month, making it an easy time to catch a cold, the patients have all come here, probably because the other two pharmacies are closed.

Originally, Dr. Wang could handle all the patients by himself, but now that Du Xiuyuan is also helping out, they are still too busy.

"Dr. Du, have you been this busy these past few days?"

With so many patients, Du Xiuyuan never left the examination table.

"Yes, the villagers said that the other two pharmacies in the county have been closed for several days, so they all came to us."

"What kind of illness is this?"

"They are almost all colds, headaches, and fevers."

It wasn't a serious illness; Su Luo could diagnose even minor ailments like this. She told the young apprentice to bring her a table and chairs, and told Steward Shi to attend to other matters first and come to pick her up in the evening.

The three of them need to take the patient's pulse together; otherwise, not only will Doctor Du and Doctor Wang not be able to arrive in time, but the patient will also have to wait a long time.

After Su Luo sat down, she realized that no one had come to her for a consultation.

"Auntie, come to me, you don't need to queue."

Su Luo called over an elderly woman who looked to be in great pain.

But the old lady shook her head, "No, I'll wait for Doctor Du."

They all distrusted Su Luo because she was young and a woman.

Du Xiuyuan also saw this situation and stood up to speak to the people who were still queuing.

"Fellow villagers, this Lady Su is my master. She has superb medical skills and unique abilities. My medical skills are not even one ten-thousandth of hers."

My master doesn't usually practice medicine, so you can trust him as much as you trust me.

Du Xiuyuan believed that what he said was not an exaggeration at all; in his mind, Su Luo's medical skills were capable of bringing the dead back to life.

Upon hearing Du Xiuyuan's words, several people immediately rushed to Su Luo's table and placed their hands on the pulse pillow in front of her.

They might not trust others, but in Yongle County, Du Xiuyuan's character was trustworthy.

Since Su Luo is his master, her medical skills must be even higher.

"Young lady, take a look at my throat. It's been really sore lately."

"Okay, let me take a look at your throat."

The man opened his mouth; his throat was very red, indicating a rather severe respiratory infection.

After taking his pulse again, it was confirmed that he only had a cold.

"Your illness will be cured with a few days of medication. I'll prescribe a formula for you."

"Okay, okay..."

The three of them worked together to see the patients, and they barely managed to finish before dark. Most of the patients had colds, followed by other ailments.

Butler Shi came to pick Su Luo up and take her home, and Du Xiuyuan also saw her to the door.

"Madam Su, you must be tired today. I was so busy that I forgot to ask if you came to Ji'an Hall to see me about something."

Su Luo originally wanted to ask Du Xiuyuan if he had visited the Qian family for medical treatment, but Lu Yuanzhong said that Master Qian was in poor health.

What kind of illness could possibly cause such a large government estate to sell its estate and to be adorned with so many talismans?

"I wanted to ask if you've ever paid for Master Qian's medical treatment? Does he perhaps have some terminal illness?"

Du Xiuyuan hasn't left Ji'an Hall these past few days, and the Qian family hasn't looked for him either.

"No."

"Never mind if you don't have any, but so many people are catching colds today. Give me some licorice root; I need to refine a medicine to treat colds tonight."

Making it into granules improves its efficacy after purification and makes it more convenient to take.

Then we can sell it just like we sell herbal oil.

Su Luo wanted to make cold medicine, because it's a minor illness that everyone has to deal with, and it's uncomfortable if you don't treat it.

"Okay, I'll go get it for you right away."