Chen Qi reined in his horse in front of Jiuling Hall and turned around to help Fang Jinxiu, but Fang Jinxiu had already jumped off.

"It's quite quiet here." Chen Qi said, frowning again.

"A clinic is not a market. If it's packed with customers, something bad will happen," Fang Jinxiu said.

Chen Qi shrugged and said nothing more, and the two of them walked into the hall.

Two guys were sitting together in the hall, eating melon seeds and chatting and giggling, so absorbed in the conversation that they didn't notice the person coming in.

Fang Jinxiu's brows also wrinkled slightly.

She used to be in charge of the ticket office, and even when no one was there, the employees would sit upright and behave properly.

A lazy clerk like this can only prove one thing, that is, this clinic has always been very quiet, with almost no business, or the boss doesn't care and doesn't treat it as a business, so everyone has made it a habit.

Is it really not possible?

Chen Qi clicked his tongue twice and coughed.

The two guys then looked over.

"What's the matter?" asked one of the guys.

What are you asking?

What could possibly bring you to the clinic? Chen Qi frowned.

"Miss Jun..." he said.

Before he finished speaking, there was a voice coming from the door.

"Miss, let's have this for lunch today. I bought a lot."

willow.

I can't forget this annoying sound.

"Okay." Miss Jun's voice also came.

Fang Jinxiu took a deep breath and turned around.

Looking at the master and servant standing in front of the door.

I haven't seen you for a few months. At first glance, you seem familiar yet a little strange.

"Jun..." Chen Qi also put on a smile and prepared to greet him.

But someone outside the door got there first.

"Miss Jun. Miss Jun." This was a woman's voice, with an anxious tone.

Miss Jun stopped and looked at her.

This guy must be here to seek medical treatment, he is so anxious. It seems he is not out of business.

Chen Qi and Fang Jinxiu stood at the door, and the woman stood in front of Miss Jun.

"Miss Jun." She said expectantly, "Do you think I have any bad signs?"

What the hell?

Chen Qi and Fang Jinxiu widened their eyes.

Bad omen?

Do you read faces and fortune?

Chen Qi raised his head and glanced at the plaque. Yes, it was Jiulingtang. Could it be that Jiulingtang was no longer a clinic after coming to the capital?

Fang Jinxiu rolled her eyes.

I knew she would do something weird.

…

The backyard of Jiulingtang became lively due to the arrival of Fang Jinxiu and Chen Qi.

"Why are you walking so slowly?"

"The accommodation is ready. I packed it myself."

"Try this. It's a snack from the capital city. You must have never eaten it before."

Liu'er's voice kept ringing, interspersed with Chen Qi's responses, but Miss Jun and Fang Jinxiu didn't say much.

"Would you like to take a shower and take a rest first?" Miss Jun asked.

"No, I'm not tired." Fang Jinxiu said.

The two looked at each other in silence again.

"Do you have any account books here that I need to see?" Fang Jinxiu spoke first. "Are you doing business?"

Chen Qi coughed lightly from behind.

Don't say such hurtful words when you just met.

It would be bad to get here with so much effort and then be chased away immediately.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Yes," she said.

As if to confirm her words, the waiter came over from the front hall.

"Miss Jun, someone wants to buy the Mind-Concentrating Pills." he asked.

There is really business.

If someone wants to buy medicine, just sell it quickly. Why are you asking? Are these two guys just for show?

Chen Qi frowned.

"I'll go and take a look," he said.

The guy looked at him and then at Miss Jun.

"Listen to Mr. Chen." Miss Jun said.

The waiter responded and followed Chen Qi out.

"There are not many pills left. The lady has instructed that no more than three bottles should be sold a day. This is the last bottle of today." He said to Chen Qi.

If the medicine is running out, then do it. Why would you not do it if there is business?

Did she make this medicine herself? Was she unwilling to do it because she was tired? So it is still the bitterness of a delicate lady who cannot do business.

When Chen Qi arrived at the hall, he saw a well-dressed woman waiting there. When she saw him come out, she didn't recognize her but looked respectful.

This Beijinger's attitude was very good. Chen Qi was very satisfied.

"Sister, you came at an untimely time. There is only one bottle of medicine left." He also said respectfully.

The woman suddenly stepped forward with a frenzied look and grabbed Chen Qi's sleeve.

"You must sell it to me," she shouted.

Chen Qi was startled.

What kind of medicine is this? Is it a life-saving elixir? Is it really that serious?

"Okay, okay, don't get excited, big sister." He calmed down and said, "There's another bottle. Since you want it, I'll sell it to you."

The woman nodded happily.

"Go and get it." Chen Qi said to the waiter.

The waiter responded by going to get the medicine, while the woman took out money from her sleeve.

"This is the medicine money..." She handed it over respectfully.

The medicine costs seem to be quite high.

Chen Qi looked at the banknote that was handed to him.

Do you need a banknote to buy medicine? People in Beijing are really rich.

Does this require change?

The waiter brought the medicine. Chen Qi saw that it was a small bottle the size of a palm and wondered how many pills were inside.

"This is the Ningshen Pill," the waiter said, "It costs one thousand taels."

There was no tea in Chen Qi's mouth, but he still sprayed it out.

He looked at the woman and the waiter in front of him with astonishment.

Just this, a small bottle, one thousand taels.

Selling elixirs?

Until night fell, Chen Qi was still holding a lamp in the front hall, and he never came out except to eat.

"What are you doing?" Fang Jinxiu walked in from behind and asked.

Chen Qi was standing in front of the tall medicine cabinet, counting with his fingers. He turned around when he heard the words.

"Jinxiu, have you looked at the account book?" He asked in a low voice instead of answering.

Today, Miss Jun hosted a welcoming party for them. Shopkeeper Liu did not come in person because of Fang Jinxiu's status, but sent two cooks and cleaned up the accommodation. After dinner, Miss Jun gave the account book to Fang Jinxiu and took Liu'er to prepare medicine. After she was done, she went to sleep and did not communicate with them much.

This is exactly what Fang Jinxiu wants.

They had nothing to say.

"I saw it." Fang Jinxiu said.

"How is it?" Chen Qi asked anxiously, "Did you get rich?"

Fang Jinxiu sat down and stroked the table.

"The medical fees are very high," she said, "but I can't say I've made a fortune. First, I don't have many businesses. Second, after buying the shop, paying the staff, and eating and drinking, I'm still very poor."

"Those are irrelevant. You can definitely make a fortune here." Chen Qi said, pointing at the medicine cabinets. "I've already seen the prices of all the medicines. This is not a medical clinic or pharmacy. It's simply a shop selling rare treasures."

"Nonsense again." Fang Jinxiu said.

"No nonsense, do you know how much this medicine costs?" Chen Qi pointed with his finger. The shock of selling a bottle of pills today not only did not dissipate but became even greater. "It costs thousands of taels of silver at a time. These are not even full. If they were full, I would have made a fortune."

Fang Jinxiu had looked at the account book and naturally knew the prices of these pills.

It is indeed outrageous.

"Can these drugs bring the dead back to life?" He looked at the medicine cabinet with a puzzled look on his face. "Why are these people crazy enough to spend so much money on drugs?"

"There are many people who spend tens of thousands of dollars just to exchange for a cup of incense ash water in the temple." Fang Jinxiu said, knocking on the table and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

ominous sign.

Being sick is not a disease, it is a sign of danger.

A bad omen is a disaster in one's fate. Of course, curing fate is much more expensive than curing illness.

How come this guy has become a charlatan again?

"You can't think like that." Chen Qi disagreed, "Did she cure her illness?"

Of course he was cured, otherwise there wouldn’t be those three outrageous medical bills in the account.

"Just cure the disease, this is just cheating," Fang Jinxiu said.

"If she can't cure it, then she's cheating. If she can, then everyone would be willing to be cheated by her." Chen Qi said, looking at the medicine cabinet in front of him, his eyes shining, "This is a real big deal."

"I hope the big purchase won't cause any big trouble," said Fang Jinxiu.

"That's not right again." Chen Qi said, "Life is about human affairs, and you will always be in trouble. Trouble will not go away if you hide from it. If you have real ability, you won't be afraid of trouble."

Fang Jinxiu glared at him.

"That's exactly what you wanted." She said, "If you have any big ambitions, take a nap first."

…

When it was bright, Jiang Youshu walked into the Imperial Medical Hospital. As the director of the Imperial Medical Hospital, it was not easy for him to treat patients. Not many people could ask him to treat them. Most of them just listened to the discussions of his subordinates and disciples about medical cases and gave some advice.

As usual, the medical case was discussed and the subordinates dispersed. Jiang Youshu sat in the chair but always felt that he had forgotten something.

He looked through his medical records. The Empress Dowager and the Empress had both had routine consultations yesterday, and he had also checked the medicines used by the nobles in the palace.

"Have I agreed to go to any other hospital for treatment?" he asked his disciples.

The disciple shook his head.

"Except for Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, there is none recently," he said.

Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.

Jiang Youshu remembered.

It’s time to see Mrs. Dingyuan again.

I have been taking medicine for a while now, so the symptoms should have improved. I can go for another checkup to discuss the next treatment.

But recently, no one from Marquis Dingyuan’s Mansion has come to urge us.