When Wang Tianxiao arrived at the village clinic, it was not yet open, so he knocked on the door and called for the doctor to get up.

The clinic doctor was named Ruimenhuan. He was a barefoot doctor and did not have any business license.

In those days, barefoot doctors were everywhere. Ordinary people always needed to see a doctor, and for many minor ailments, it was inconvenient to go to the town health center, so they could only get some medicine from the village clinic.

Barefoot doctors generally combined traditional Chinese and Western medicine, but leaned more towards traditional Chinese medicine.

Their medicine is very cheap, and they are very good at dispensing it. They usually divide it into several small packets, and the dosage is marked on each packet, which is very thoughtful.

Unlike later generations, where many doctors in small clinics only sold medicine, and the medicine was sold by the box or strip, not by the quantity.

Rui Menhuan was a warm and kind person, but he had a tragic fate. In the 1990s, he accidentally killed someone while giving them acupuncture. He not only had to pay a lot of compensation but also served ten years in prison.

After he was released, his wife and children were separated, and his once happy family was broken.

There are rumors that he was set up by someone else.

The old woman who was pricked was a passerby who happened to faint nearby. Rui Menhuan saw that it was just a common case of heatstroke and prepared to give her acupuncture. But before the needles were even inserted, the old woman died. He was truly at a loss for words.

The specific reasons are varied and widely circulated, and Wang Tianxiao only heard some of them from other people.

When the door was opened, Ruimen Huan was wearing a cotton-padded coat, but nothing underneath; she was naked except for a pair of bright red shorts.

He yawned and said, "Oh, it's Tianxiao. You're looking for me so early. Is someone at home feeling unwell?"

Rui Menhuan and Wang Tianxiao are about the same age and were in the same class for a few days in elementary school. They were not assigned to the same class when they were reassigned, but they still know each other.

"Excuse me, Men Huan, I'd like to buy some syringes and needles from you."

"Huh?" Ruimen didn't understand.

"Oh, it's the syringe and needle used to give injections in the buttocks."

“A syringe,” Ruimen suddenly realized. “What do you need that for?”

"It's of some use."

"You're not going to get a shot yourself, are you?" Ruimen asked nervously. "Please don't do anything reckless. Getting a shot or seeing a doctor is not a simple matter. You can't joke about it. It could kill someone."

Wang Tianxiao thought to himself, "You actually knew that? It really was a self-fulfilling prophecy."

"Oh, you're overthinking it. I don't have that ability," Wang Tianxiao explained with a smile. "It's just that we have a kitten at home that doesn't drink milk, so we're going to use a syringe to inject some goat milk into it."

“I see,” Ruimen said, finally putting her mind at ease. “You mustn’t do anything reckless. This is no joke. You don’t know how many blood vessels are in the human body. If you accidentally puncture the wrong one, you could get seriously ill, or even become disabled or die. I’ve heard too many stories like this.”

"Okay, okay, I swear, I will never do anything stupid. I will come to you if there is a problem. Why bother with all that trouble yourself? You can rest assured."

Wang Tianxiao felt sorry for Rui Menhuan. He knew that if the injection was not given properly, people could die, but in the end, he still failed because of this. It's the same principle that those who drown are the ones who can swim.

Rui Men hesitated for a moment, then, feeling that Wang Tianxiao wasn't the kind of person who would lie, said, "Then come in and wait a moment, I'll go get it for you."

"Okay."

While Ruimen was calling him in, Wang Tianxiao looked around the small clinic, and what interested him most was the Chinese medicine cabinet diagonally opposite.

There were many drawers on it, and each drawer had a label with the name of a Chinese medicine. Wang Tianxiao found "dandelion" and "Artemisia capillaris" inside.

The two medicinal herbs he plans to plant next are also available for sale here.

Soon, Ruimen came out from behind, holding five syringes in his hand.

"I'll give you five sets; the needles and syringes are for use as a set."

"Um, thank you. How much?"

"No need, this thing isn't worth much."

“That won’t do. Even a small amount of money is still a cost. Selling medicine and treating patients is saving lives, it’s a great act of charity. How can we let you lose money?”

"It's really not worth much." Rui Men was still very happy to hear Wang Tianxiao's high opinion of him, so he was even less willing to accept Wang Tianxiao's money.

Wang Tianxiao was unwilling to take advantage of such a small amount, so he took out a yuan and stuffed it into Rui Menhuan's hand.

"Oh, really, no need, and you don't need so much anyway."

"Take these, just in case I need them later. To be honest, I'm planning to raise some other small creatures, and I might really need these syringes. If it's convenient for you, could you get me a pack next time? I'll give you double the price."

"this……"

Wang Tianxiao patted the other person on the shoulder, "Men Huan, we're old classmates after all, so don't be so polite and distant. By the way, how much do dandelion and artemisia cost per pound?"

Rui Menhuan turned around in surprise, looked at the medicine cabinet, and laughed, "Why are you asking about this?"

"Tell me, we seem to have some things we've sorted out at home, but we don't know how much to sell them to the supply and marketing center for."

“Oh, I see,” Rui Menhuan explained without much thought, “These two kinds of medicine are not expensive, less than one yuan per ounce, which is about ten yuan per kilogram.”

Wang Tianxiao nodded.

If he can get this price for retail, he should be able to sell it for two or three yuan per kilogram in bulk, which is roughly in line with his original profit estimate.

"Okay, I need to go back now, bye."

"Take care then." Rui Menhuan watched Wang Tianxiao leave, clutching the one yuan in her hand and calculating her mental accounts.

Each one costs five cents to buy and sells for twenty cents, making a net profit of fifteen cents. A pack contains two hundred of them, so you can make thirty yuan.

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