After chatting with Su Zhiqi for a while, Qin Chuan led Li Aniu and Lian'er out of the government office.
"Your carriage, Imperial Advisor."
As soon as they left the government office, a yamen runner brought over the black-covered carriage.
Qin Chuan originally intended to go directly to Li's Medical Clinic, but he was delayed by an hour.
Upon arriving at Li's Medical Clinic, they were surprised to find that Li Shizhen was not there. Instead, they went to the backyard and found only his wife.
"Madam, where is Doctor Li?"
Li Shizhen's wife thought a stranger had suddenly barged in, and she trembled with fright.
Upon seeing Qin Chuan carrying a large black box, he quickly curtsied and said, "Young Master, he just left this morning to teach medicine in another province."
Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan couldn't help but sigh, "Dr. Li is truly a compassionate healer. He went to another province right after the New Year. Is he in good health?"
Li Shizhen's wife frowned and sighed, "That's right, there's no way to persuade him. He insists on doing everything himself. Sigh, I really don't want him to..."
At this point, he choked up and couldn't continue.
Qin Chuan quickly got down to business: "Are you short of money lately? Are you short of medicine?"
“We don’t lack money, and we’ve even made some. I’ll find the account books now and show them to you, young master.”
She rummaged through drawers and cabinets, found the account books, placed them in front of Qin Chuan, and poured him a cup of tea.
Qin Chuan didn't drink tea, but instead looked through the account books for a while, and found that he had made several thousand taels of silver.
However, this small amount of money is really not very useful.
Li Shizhen clearly didn't know how to do business; he only knew how to treat illnesses and save lives.
But that's fine, since he never expected to make money from medical treatment anyway.
"Out of medicine?"
"Yes."
What medicines are you mainly lacking?
"I don't know anything about medicine. I'll call Ah Hong over. She's my husband's disciple, and she knows more about it."
"good."
A little while later, Ah Hong came in.
She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate features and a clear, articulate voice. After bowing, she quickly said, "I still have cotton swabs, alcohol, ibuprofen, amoxicillin, cold medicine, and the like. Take as much as you can. These past few days, many people in the clinic haven't been able to use those miracle drugs and have had to rely on folk remedies. Oh, by the way, the treatment methods in the 'Barefoot Doctor's Manual' are useful, but they don't work for strange illnesses. They can only treat some simple diseases. Do you have any better medical books? I want to see them."
Qin Chuan found it somewhat amusing; it seemed that people in ancient times also had this problem of being impatient.
"Why are you laughing! If you have any, hurry up and give it to me so I can copy it down for my fellow disciples to see!" Ah Hong urged.
"No, but I have medicine."
"Okay then, where's the medicine? Give it to me quickly."
Qin Chuan handed her the large black box, then opened it. She hurriedly took out some medicine, repeatedly saying, "That's great, that's great..." Then she rushed to the clinic, leaving behind the words, "Master's wife, please keep the medicine safe!"
"Hey!"
Li Shizhen's wife responded, then said to Qin Chuan, "Please excuse my impatience, young master. My husband's disciples are all like that, impulsive and hasty, like they're in a war..."
Qin Chuan nodded and said, "Treating patients and saving lives is a matter of life and death, and we can't afford to delay."
"Young master, you are truly righteous!" the woman exclaimed in admiration.
Qin Chuan asked, "By the way, Madam, do you have a medicine storage room or something? I have some medicines that I can store in the medicine storage room. They won't spoil within two years."
"A medicine storage room?" The woman frowned slightly. "We used to have one, but with more patients, it was converted into a treatment room. Let me think... Is there a cellar where we can store medicine?"
"Yes, please take me there!"
The woman led Qin Chuan to a bedroom, then moved aside several wooden planks, revealing a dark area underneath, but with a ladder leading to the bottom.
"Madam, I'll bring the medicine in shortly. You can go about your business."
Qin Chuan didn't want her to see the process of the drugs appearing out of thin air, as it was too frightening.
"I'd better help!"
Seeing that the woman was unwilling to leave, Qin Chuan was at a loss.
Fortunately, Ah Hong shouted "Master's wife" a few times in the ward, which called the woman away. Qin Chuan quickly piled up medicine in the cellar, leaving only a small space for himself, while the rest of the place was filled with medicine.
After a while, the woman returned and was stunned to see so many medicines. She wanted to ask Qin Chuan how he had done it, but Qin Chuan had already left.
...
As Qin Chuan left Li's Medical Clinic, he couldn't help but sigh. None of the people there, whether Li Shizhen's wife or his disciples, called him "National Preceptor." It seemed that these people had reached a state of complete detachment from worldly affairs in their dedication to healing and saving lives.
That's really heartening!
After a moment of reflection, he took Ah Niu and Lian'er back to the Qin family courtyard.
Seeing Lian'er's pitiful state, Su Ruyan asked Qin Chuan, "Husband, who is she?"
Qin Chuan then recounted his encounter with He Wu selling his daughter on the road, but omitted the part about Fan Hutu tying him up.
After listening to Qin Chuan's story, Su Ruyan said, "What a pitiful person..."
Upon hearing this, Lian'er wiped away her tears again.
Su Ruyan asked Juan'er to take her downstairs to wash, change clothes, and eat. From then on, Juan'er would teach her about things in the courtyard, and Yuan'er would teach her to read.
Including Ping'er, Su Ruyan now has four maids serving her.
Qin Chuan felt that was enough.
After Lian'er finished washing up and changed into clean clothes, she was clearly a pretty girl. Juan'er took her out to eat.
As Lian'er ate, tears welled up in her eyes and fell into her bowl. She asked softly, "Sister Juan'er, do you all eat this well every day?"
Juan'er laughed and said, "This is nothing. This is what we servants usually eat. On holidays and festivals, we eat ten times better than this."
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