"May I take a look at your medical books?"
Seeing Hu Langzhong, Qiu Yan recalled the first time she took her younger siblings to Renaitang, and his stern and rigid expression.
He was completely different from his current humble and polite self.
He was dressed in gray and had a handsome appearance. Apart from his still meticulously combed hair, he looked much more haggard.
Since being dismissed from Renaitang, Hu Langzhong has become a traveling doctor, and his income is far less than before.
Because he has elderly parents to support and young children to raise, he lives a very frugal life every day.
He often lamented that he was over thirty years old, yet his life was a complete mess.
Upon realizing that Qiu Yan knew about herbs, a glimmer of light appeared in Doctor Hu's dull eyes. He raised his head and handed the medical book to Qiu Yan.
"sure."
Qiu Yan had always been very interested in medical books. She took the book with both hands and said, "Thank you."
The book cover bears the inscription "Medical Treasure Qing Nang," indicating that it was written by Hua Lao.
If this book were in the modern world, it would certainly be very valuable.
The book appeared to be waterlogged, yellowed and wrinkled, and the writing on it was somewhat blurry, but fortunately, it was still legible.
She began to carefully peruse the pages.
The medical book contains exquisite content. It records prescriptions for anesthesia, acupuncture treatments, and some surgical techniques.
"I'll take this medical book. How much?"
A rare smile appeared on Doctor Hu's face. After thinking for a moment, he stammered:
"Twenty...fifteen...ten taels, only ten taels."
Qiu Yan paused slightly, staring intently at the medical book in her hand, and asked uncertainly, "...Ten taels?"
Doctor Hu pursed his lips. "Five taels, five taels will do."
Qiu Yan turned her head and looked at Doctor Hu: "Five taels?" She thought to herself, "Is Doctor Hu probably desperate?"
Hu Langzhong was flustered by Qiu Yan's gaze. When their eyes met, his face suddenly turned red.
He clapped his hands together and said hesitantly, "Three ounces."
Qiu Yan couldn't help but cough lightly, then shook her head with a smile.
Doctor Hu looked away and lowered his eyes.
His yellowed and tattered medical book was indeed worthless in the eyes of ordinary people.
“Miss Qiu, this medical book is an heirloom of my family, and I cannot lower the price any further… My Hu family has been practicing medicine for generations… We were originally imperial physicians, but later, our family fortunes declined…”
The damage to the medical book is my fault; I failed to protect it.
If you don't want to…
Doctor Hu reached out, intending to take back the medical book and leave this place, but unexpectedly, he found a money bag in his hand.
"We just bought a lot and used up a lot. This is all that's left. Please take it all."
Hu Langzhong's words came to an abrupt end.
He turned the money pouch over, poured the loose silver into his palm, and whispered, "I don't need this much."
Qiu Yan nodded to him and said with a faint smile, "Not much."
She also knew that medical books were priceless, but those who possessed them were forced to make a living.
At this moment, Dr. Hu felt grateful to Qiu Yan.
Having experienced the full spectrum of human emotions in just a few months, he desperately needed this money.
Doctor Hu took a step and walked to her side.
“Miss Qiu, I see you’ve bought quite a lot of things. Let me take you home.”
"No need, I can manage on my own." Qiu Yan never liked to trouble others. After saying this, she smiled and took her leave, but then she saw Doctor Hu staring blankly ahead.
Qiu Yan followed his gaze and saw the herbal medicine shop where she used to sell herbs, Ren Ai Tang.
Ever since Renaitang changed doctors, Qiu Yan has stopped selling herbs.
Upon seeing Renaitang, Dr. Hu felt no lingering attachment, only heartache and anger.
Just then, a commotion arose in front of the pharmacy.
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