That's right, who is dumber than who in this world?

The nephew chuckled.

Miss Jun didn't smile, nor did she show the slightest displeasure as she reached out to take the prescription, glanced at it for a few seconds, and then looked up at the patient.

"Uncle, you have a bloated chest, bitter mouth, dry throat, upset, nausea, and no appetite." She said in a gentle voice, took another look at the prescription, and then looked at the patient, "The tip of the tongue is red, the coating is yellow and white, and the pulse is dizzy?"

The middle-aged man looked surprised.

"Yes, yes." he said repeatedly.

The little girl only took a look at the prescription and herself and then told him all her symptoms, which were exactly the same as what she had told him when she went to see the famous doctor yesterday.

Miss Jun nodded and looked at the prescription.

"Your disease is caused by the conflict between the evil and the good in your body, with each winning and losing. Therefore, you have alternating cold and heat. The evil invades the body and the gallbladder meridian, so your chest is swollen and your mouth is bitter. The gallbladder is hot and the liver and stomach are not in harmony, so you feel upset, dizzy, nausea, and loss of appetite." She said, "This prescription is very good. I don't need to add or subtract anything. Just prescribe the medicine according to this."

As she spoke, she handed the prescription to Lei Zhonglian.

"Sir, please come over here to get your medicine." Lei Zhonglian said.

The middle-aged man looked stunned and didn't seem to understand.

"Can I get medicine according to someone else's prescription?" he asked again.

Miss Jun smiled gently.

"If the medicine prescribed by others is the same as my diagnosis, then of course I can get the medicine," she said.

Is this really possible?

Hu Gui and his nephew standing by stared with eyes wide open in shock.

Doesn't that mean that people who have received prescriptions from other doctors can also come to her to get free medicine?

Other doctors would not prescribe cheap, irrelevant drugs just to save money.

Hu Gui and his nephew looked at each other.

"Is she stupid?" asked the nephew.

Just now they were still discussing how Miss Jun could avoid the huge expense of free drug delivery, which was naturally to prescribe cheaper medicine, or simply tell the patient not to prescribe medicine. After all, she was the one who was diagnosing the patient and had the right to decide everything.

But then Miss Jun said and did such a thing.

Hu Gui was not sure whether she was stupid or not. He was a little confused now.

"That doesn't matter. She can just say that the prescription given by others is wrong and then prescribe cheaper medicine herself." The nephew said with an idea.

Hu Gui raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Are you stupid?" he whispered. "Wouldn't that offend other doctors? Everyone else is wrong, but you are right. Who are you? Are you a god? Are you trying to gain fame or to attract bad reputation?"

Doctor Jun has been a doctor in Runan all his life and he has never dared to say such big words. Where does this little girl get such arrogance from?

That’s right. The nephew touched his head. Then his eyes lit up.

"Well, if that's the case, then there's no need for Master Yan to step in. She'll just anger everyone and won't be able to stay here any longer," he said.

"That depends on whether I'm that stupid." Hu Gui said unhappily, and then looked at Miss Jun handing the prescription to the servant beside her.

"Sir, come and get your medicine," Lei Zhonglian said.

The middle-aged man stood up as well, still with a look of disbelief on his face.

There is another thatched shed outside the shed, with a medicine cabinet inside. A waiter is in charge of getting medicine.

It is said that Miss Jun bought a drugstore in the city and was responsible for dispensing medicines.

Seeing this, Hu Gui frowned again.

Bought a drugstore.

You are really rich.

Why not do something else with the money? Why waste it like this?

I really don’t understand what young people think.

Hu Gui shook his head and stepped back, but didn't want to bump into the person walking behind him.

"Make way, make way." said the man.

Hu Gui turned around and saw these people, and his expression was slightly stunned.

He recognized these people. They were from Deshengchang Bank in the city.

What are they here for? To give money?

Hu Gui was joking in his mind and laughed himself.

But before he could even smile, he saw several people from Deshengchang walk into the straw shed and stand in front of the young man sitting behind Miss Jun.

Miss Jun's lame husband always sat behind her, not too far away and not too close, so as not to disturb her treatment and not to miss what she was saying or hearing.

The little cripple can't be left alone, and poor Miss Jun has to look after him all the time.

What do you think this is for?

He was daydreaming when he saw the people from Deshengchang say something respectfully to the young man, and the young man picked up a pen and wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to them. The few people took it respectfully and then retreated respectfully.

Probably for exchanging money.

However...

Hu Gui was stunned.

Why did he use this respectful description?

The people in Deshengchang have always been respectful to the rich masters. Could it be that Miss Jun’s husband’s family is really rich?

The people from Deshengchang had already approached him, and Hu Gui subconsciously stopped one of them. He knew this person. He had dealt with him a few days ago because of the land deed issue.

"Brother Xiaoban," he asked in a low voice, pointing to the straw shed, "Did they exchange a lot of money?"

The guy who was in charge of the small board thought he looked strange.

"What money?" he asked.

Hu Gui clicked his tongue.

"If you don't exchange the money, are you giving it to him for free?" he said.

The clerk Xiaoban laughed.

"It's not free," he said. "Besides, it's not our money, it's his money."

What does it mean?

Hu Gui blinked and didn't quite understand.

Xiaoban patted him on the shoulder, also a little puzzled.

"Hu Gui, don't you know our young mistress?" he asked, pointing at the young man in the straw hut. "That's our young master. The money in Deshengchang is not ours, but it's all his."

Oh my god!

Hu Gui's eyes widened.

…

"Second uncle, second uncle."

The nephew came in, tumbling and crawling.

Hu Gui, who was sitting restlessly in the yard, immediately grabbed him.

"How is it?" he asked hurriedly.

"Uncle, I found out that Doctor Jun's in-laws are the Fang family of Deshengchang." The nephew swallowed his saliva and said, "That means Deshengchang is Miss Jun's maternal grandfather's family. Now she is married to her cousin and has become the young lady of Deshengchang."

Hu Gui had a dazed look on his face.

He also remembered that Jun's in-laws' surname was indeed Fang, and they had a large dowry and seemed to be a wealthy family.

But not many relatives from the other side came, and there were not many people in the Jun family either, so the wedding was not very lively. Moreover, not long after the wedding, the bride followed Master Jun to take up a post, and did not come back for two or three years. Everyone almost forgot Master Jun, so how could they remember who Mrs. Jun's family was.

Runan is a small city, and Deshengchang only opened a branch here in recent years. Doctor Jun was no longer here by then.

Who knew these two families were actually relatives.

That’s Deshengchang.

Although Deshengchang had only been running a bank in Runan for a few years, the name of Deshengchang was not unfamiliar to people. It was a bank, and that meant money.

There are ticket shops in almost every place in Shanxi and Henan. How much money does that cost?

No wonder he allows people to name their own prices, no wonder he offers free medical consultations and a month's worth of medicine.

"This is truly a powerful dragon." Hu Gui murmured.