Chen Changyuan paid a deposit and arranged for the goods to be delivered to his door three days later.
Chen Changyuan, who had just ordered twenty piglets, was still worried about his mother's illness.
The coughing sound became clearer at night. He could no longer sit still and rode his tricycle straight to the clinic.
The bumpy cobblestone road makes people feel uneasy.
Tsk, it was this cough that killed my mother in my previous life!
Holding the wallet, Chen Changyuan secretly vowed: I must cure the disease this time no matter what.
Huh?
Isn’t that Zhang Qinghai at the entrance of the medical institute?
"Hey, isn't this Brother Chen?"
Zhang Qinghai came forward with a smile, "What a rare visitor! What brings you to the county today?"
"Director Zhang."
Chen Changyuan nodded and said hello, "Mom's cough isn't getting better, I'd like to get some medicine."
Zhang Qinghai's face darkened: "How long have you been coughing?"
"Well, it's been a while."
Chen Changyuan sighed, "It's worse recently. I can't sleep well at night."
"Come in quickly!"
Zhang Qinghai pulled him in and said, "We can't be careless about this."
The smell of Chinese medicine in the pharmacy is pungent.
Zhang Qinghai was busy running around, pouring water for Chen Changyuan.
"What's going on? Dry cough or phlegm?"
"It contains phlegm, and it's yellow."
Chen Changyuan recalled, "Mornings are the most uncomfortable."
"Hiss—cough due to lung heat."
Zhang Qinghai immediately rummaged through the boxes and drawers. "Chuanbei, loquat leaves, and mulberry bark. I'll make you a prescription."
Looking at Zhang Qinghai's skillful technique, Chen Changyuan felt warm in his heart.
This director, who usually speaks in a slick manner, has truly excellent medical skills.
"Oh, that's right."
While dispensing the medicine, Zhang Qinghai asked, "How's your farm doing?"
"We're just starting out. We've ordered twenty piglets today."
"What? Twenty?"
Zhang Qinghai was so shocked that he stopped, "Boy, you are going to do something big!"
Chen Changyuan chuckled: "No big deal."
"Don't give me that! I heard that the medicinal herbs on your mountain are growing very well, and now you are doing breeding."
Zhang Qinghai narrowed his eyes and said, "Little brother, you must have some hidden ideas, right?"
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside.
Lin Xiaoya hurriedly arrived on her bike and headed straight for the police station.
Chen Changyuan took a glance and felt calm.
The old scars had long since healed, and that woman had nothing to do with him anymore.
"Isn't this the Zhou family's..."
Zhang Qinghai was halfway through his words when he saw Chen Changyuan's indifferent expression and quickly changed the subject. "Okay, the medicine is ready. Take it with warm water, twice a day. If it doesn't work, come to me anytime."
Chen Changyuan weighed the medicine package and asked, "How much?"
"Why are you being so polite to me?"
Zhang Qinghai waved his hand and said, "Just consider it as supporting your entrepreneurship."
"That won't work."
Chen Changyuan insisted on paying.
The two men argued for a while, and finally Zhang Qinghai only charged the cost price.
Putting the medicine bag in his pocket and thanking Zhang Qinghai, Chen Changyuan drove the tricycle towards Qingshui Village in a flash.
When I got home, it was already late at night.
Fang Suxia was leaning against the head of the bed, covering her mouth and coughing, and every cough was heartbreaking.
When Chen Changyuan heard this in the yard, he felt very anxious.
Now that I have money, I must work hard to earn money and move to the city in the future.
"Mom, I'm home!"
Chen Changyuan rushed to the bedside and handed over the medicine bag. "Here's the medicine Director Zhang prescribed. He said it's effective for your cough!"
Fang Suxia took the medicine bag and forced a smile on her pale face: "I'll make you spend money again!"
"Hey! What are you talking about!"
Chen Changyuan took the sewing basket and said, "Your son is making money now. He will buy you delicious food every day!"
Chen Changyuan walked into the kitchen and started to quickly light a fire and boil the medicine.
Fang Suxia felt very warm in her heart when she looked at her son.
She wanted to live such a happy life for the rest of her life. When her son got married and had grandchildren, that would be her biggest wish in life.
The smell of medicine filled the air, and after Fang Suxia drank the medicine, her cough really got better.
Chen Changyuan finally felt relieved and chatted with his mother until she fell asleep, then he tiptoed out of the room.
Chen Changyuan walked into the yard, tidied it up, went back to the house, wiped his body, and then went to bed to sleep peacefully.
Early the next morning, the pigpen issue was put on the agenda.
Lao Yuantou came to help, and the two of them went up the mountain to cut trees and move stones with great effort.
Relying on his experience from his previous life, Chen Changyuan designed ventilation and sewage disposal systems, and also planted mugwort around the pigpen to repel insects.
While helping, Lao Yuantou exclaimed in amazement: "Changyuan, what's with your brain? You know everything!"
Chen Changyuan smiled and said, "I learned it from the elders in the village!"
Chen Changyuan thought to himself that it was a good thing that he studied carefully what he learned in his previous life, otherwise even if he was really reborn, he would be a loser again.
After working all day, the twenty pig pens were finally completed.
The old man wiped his sweat and sighed, "Twenty pig pens, wow! How many pigs can be raised with that? In the long run, you're going to be rich!"
Chen Changyuan handed over a bottle of water: "Thank you for your good wishes! When you make money, I'll treat you to a drink!"
In the evening, Zhang Mazi drove over.
"Brother Changyuan! Good news!"
The voice arrives before the person arrives.
Chen Changyuan went out to greet him: "What good news? Brother Zhang!"
Zhang Mazi came over mysteriously and whispered, "Traditional Chinese medicine is in great demand in the city! Prices have doubled! I've asked around, and many pharmacies are out of stock!"
Chen Changyuan's heart moved.
I had never thought about expanding the scale of medicinal herb cultivation before, but I had not been able to do it because I lacked money.
Now, the opportunity has come!
"Brother Zhang, what you mean is..."
"Is that even a question?"
Zhang Mazi slapped his thigh and said, "Hurry up and expand the scale of cultivation! If we're not making money now, when will we make money?!"
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