Chapter 61 This Miss Jiang indeed has too many secrets.
When Jiang Ling took the first-aid kit down, she saw Lu Qian helping her organize the shelves.
Jiang Ling quickly stopped him, "Young Master Lu, your hand is injured, you should apply medicine first. I can take care of these small things myself in a while."
We mustn't let his injuries get any worse.
"A minor injury doesn't actually need medicine. We martial artists often bump and scrape ourselves, we're used to it."
Lu Qian put on that harmless smile again, and with his energetic yet slightly mature face, he looked exactly like a perfect gentleman.
“Young Master Lu was injured while saving me, so I should take responsibility.”
At this moment, the sun had already set outside, and the light inside the shop was somewhat dim.
Jiang Ling habitually pressed her hand against the wall.
"Thud—"
A crisp switch clicked, and bright lights instantly illuminated the entire shop.
The lamplight illuminated Lu Qian's surprised face, and Jiang Ling then remembered that there was an ancient person in this shop!
Lu Qian hadn't figured out what was buzzing above his head when suddenly there was something else that could instantly light up the entire shop without needing to be lit.
His surprise could no longer be concealed.
"Young lady... do you perhaps possess magical arts?"
Jiang Ling smiled awkwardly, walked to the table and sat down: "This is just a special kind of candle. It uses some of the Mo family's mechanical techniques, so you don't have to light it yourself."
She quickly changed the subject, "Please sit down, young master. Let me treat your wrist first."
Lu Qian did as instructed and sat down in the chair opposite him. He asked casually.
"Oh, young lady, you're also proficient in the Mohist mechanical arts?"
Jiang Ling didn't answer, but rummaged through the first-aid kit and pulled out a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray. She carefully rolled up Lu Qian's sleeve and examined the redness and swelling on his wrist.
Fortunately, there was no broken skin or bleeding, so the spray from the white bottle was fine.
"Young master is joking, how would I know about those things?" Jiang Ling explained as she picked up the spray bottle.
“These are all little gadgets that my father bought by chance when he traveled all over the country in his early years. I’ve been used to using them since I was a child, but I can’t explain exactly how they were made.”
She aimed the nozzle at the swollen area and pressed it several times.
Since Jiang Ling had already said that, Lu Qian didn't press further.
What he was more curious about now was the contents of Jiang Ling's medicine kit, since that was what he had come for.
In his heart, things like fans that could send out breezes or candles that didn't need to be lit were far less important than these life-saving medicines!
Jiang Ling picked up a white bottle, shook it a few times, and sprayed it onto her wrist several times.
The cool, white medicinal mist was sprayed evenly onto the red and swollen skin, carrying a strong herbal scent.
The cool sensation instantly relieved the redness and heat of the wound.
At this moment, Jiang Ling completely put herself in the position of a doctor and did not consider any separation between men and women. She stretched out her fingertips and gently placed them on Lu Qian's wrist, rubbing it with moderate force to promote the absorption of the medicine.
Lu Qian naturally paid no attention to the rules of propriety between men and women; his eyes were fixed on Jiang Ling's medicine box.
The medicine box contained various shaped bottles and boxes, as well as tweezers and small scissors that gleamed with a cold metallic sheen...
These were all styles he had never seen before.
Just as he was waiting for Jiang Ling to take out something next, Jiang Ling suddenly put it away and closed the lid.
"Miss Jiang, is this alright?"
"Young master, it's just a minor sprain. A little Yunnan Baiyao will do the trick."
Lu Qian tried rotating his wrist, and it felt much more comfortable than before!
What exactly is this small bottle of medicine?
Is it that effective?
In the past, when he was injured, the imperial physicians would apply thick layers of herbs to the wound. The red and swollen wound, along with the stinging sensation from the herbs, made him even more uncomfortable.
He watched Jiang Ling close the lid with reluctance.
I suddenly regretted not making my injury worse!
"Your medicine is truly miraculous! But I've never seen this medicine bottle before. Did you develop it yourself?"
“I don’t understand medical principles. My father bought this from a small Western country when he traveled around the country a few years ago.”
Lu Qian carefully observed her expression as she spoke, confirming that she was not lying.
I feel a little regretful.
Just as the Imperial Uncle had said, there was no prescription.
Jiang Ling packed up the box and handed him the Yunnan Baiyao spray.
"Young master's wrist won't heal anytime soon. Here's a bottle of medicine for you. Remember to spray it on three to five times a day and massage it in gently to promote absorption. It should be better in two or three days."
Lu Qian was taken aback, then refused, saying, "This is medicine that your father brought back from his travels all over the country. It must be very precious. How can I accept it so easily? If you give it to me, what will happen if you get hurt?"
Jiang Ling didn't think too much about the meaning of his words, assuming he was just embarrassed to accept them.
"It's alright, I still have one bottle. Even if I run out, I'll find a way. Young Master Lu was injured while saving me, so I should take full responsibility."
It's just a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao; she can just buy more when she runs out. There's a pharmacy right outside.
Even if it's gone, there are still ways to deal with it.
Does this mean she really has a supply channel?
"In that case, it would be impolite of me to refuse."
He gripped the medicine bottle tightly in his hand, rubbing it gently, feeling the coolness emanating from the bottle.
The bottle has a strange texture; it's neither like a glass bottle nor a bamboo or wooden bottle, and there are extremely fine characters engraved on its surface.
Lu Qian never expected to have such a great harvest on the first day!
Unfortunately, he couldn't bring up the issue of supply at this moment, since the unpleasantness earlier stemmed from the problem of the supply of rouge and face powder.
Asking too many questions can easily reveal your intentions.
Jiang Ling put away the medicine box and then began to tidy up the bread scattered on the floor.
Fortunately, the shelves are made of iron frames, which are very sturdy and robust, so all we had to do was prop them up.
The bread was all packaged and not dirty, so it could still be sold.
Seeing this, Lu Qian also got up and went to help.
Jiang Ling glanced at him, and was about to stop him.
He smiled and said, "It's alright, I can use this hand. Miss Jiang's two hands might not be as strong as my one."
Jiang Ling thought for a moment, and it seemed so.
We had no choice but to let him be.
With Lu Qian's help, the shelves were quickly organized.
The broken bread was thrown into the trash can.
Lu Qian stepped on the spot where the burly man had just fainted and asked tentatively.
"By the way, it's all thanks to you, young lady, for subduing that thug in time. Otherwise, I would have been at a disadvantage fighting three against one."
Jiang Ling thought to herself: Why did they have to talk about this of all?
She can't exactly say it's because she has a 9 million volt stun gun, can she?
If such a small thing can have such great power, how much damage would it cause to someone who has practiced martial arts since childhood?
"I don't have that ability. That thug must have stepped on something and suddenly passed out. I was wondering the same thing."
Lu Qian smiled, knowing better but saying nothing.
"Looks like we've gotten lucky."
This Miss Jiang and this general store certainly have too many secrets.
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