Chapter 585 Bad Idea
"Medicinal food is just like the food you eat every day. It uses a small amount of medicinal materials. It is not as unpalatable as medicinal juice and harmful to the body. Go to the second floor of my clinic to eat. If you can tolerate the discomfort in your throat, you can keep eating sweets. Of course, you will feel more and more uncomfortable in the future. Even if you give up sugar, your throat will not improve. Taking medicine will not help much."
If pharyngitis is left untreated and becomes chronic, it will be difficult to cure.
Jiang Fubao did not persuade him, but just told him the bad points.
Let him choose.
"Then I'd better give up smoking, little doctor. Please give me some medicinal recipe."
If he wasn't feeling really bad, medicine wouldn't have helped and the man wouldn't have come to see Jiang Fubao.
Hearing that he would feel more and more uncomfortable, he quickly gave up the idea of secretly eating sweets.
The desire for food is not as important as his body.
His throat was hurting and he couldn't sleep well. After a few days, his complexion became much worse. If this continues, I'm afraid he won't live to be fifty.
After the man finished speaking, Chen Hongxia's ink was ground.
Jiang Fubao dipped the tip of his pen in ink and wrote smoothly on the paper.
"Go to the left and pay. Take this recipe. When you come to eat every day, just give the maid a mark."
Jiang Fubao picked up two medicinal recipes, handed one to the patient in front of him, and gave the other to Chen Hongxia, motioning her to give it to her second sister.
The payment method and medicinal recipes of the clinic are different from before.
A lot has changed.
In the past, patients would give the money to Jiang Fubao, but now that there are more people, she has no time to collect money. When she meets patients who need acupuncture, she always has to touch these dirty copper plates and silver coins, and she has to wash her hands back and forth, which is really troublesome.
Jiang Fubao simply let the smart Lu'er be the accountant, and the herbal recipes were changed from a number of prescriptions for each day of consumption to only one prescription regardless of the number of days.
The number of times was written on it, and the maid would cross it out with charcoal after each time she had sex.
This way she would have to write fewer sheets of paper and save a lot of time.
When the man went to pay, two people in the queue also squeezed over.
The two people seemed to know each other, one was sitting and the other was standing.
Hearing that they came all the way from a neighboring province, Jiang Fubao became more patient during the consultation.
During this period, five more patients came to the clinic. Jiang Fubao was too busy to handle them, so his apprentice came in handy.
It was almost noon by the time everyone left.
"Old Five, I'll leave the clinic to you. I've made an appointment with my elder sister to eat outside at noon. I'll be back in the afternoon."
Jiang Fubao washed his hands, said this, and left the clinic with Pan Erya.
Walk towards the Food Street.
When they were almost at the Kong family restaurant, Pan Erya suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Fubao asked.
"Miss, look who that is." Pan Erya said, pointing ahead.
Jiang Fubao looked over.
Wow, it’s Jiang Guangyi. I met him here once before, and I met him again this time.
When Jiang Cheng came to deliver eggs yesterday, he said that the thief who broke into the house had been caught. He was Jiang Guangyi's idiot son-in-law, named Fang Silang, and he originally lived in Baishi Street.
He was brought back by Jiang Guangyi to be his son-in-law.
As a result, Jiang Cheng went to Baishi Street to inquire and found out that the Fang family no longer lived there, and the time when the Fang family left the town was exactly the day after Jiang Fubao met the three people last time.
After saying that, Jiang Cheng gave her the hundred dollars that Jiang Guangyi had paid as compensation.
Jiang Fubao didn't want it.
Awarded to Jiang Cheng.
Thinking back to the last time I met Jiang Sanniu and the other two, I guess this idiot must be Jiang Sanniu's husband.
But I didn’t see Jiang Sanniu today.
"Tsk tsk, this idiot actually stole other people's buns. Jiang Guangyi and he were beaten badly by the stall owner. They deserved it. Bad people should be punished." Logically speaking, Pan Erya did not know Jiang Guangyi.
But when she accompanied Jiang Fubao back to the village, she could often hear the women in the village chatting.
From this, I learned that Jiang Guangyi's granddaughter almost killed Jiang Fubao.
That's why Pan Erya hated Jiang Guangyi's family so much.
I was secretly thinking in my heart that if I met her alone one day, I would hide it from the lady and beat up that bad girl named Sanniu.
"Stop looking, it's polluting our eyes. Go in, elder sister and brother Mingxue are waiting for me." Jiang Fubao took Pan Erya's arm and turned away.
Many years have passed, and she no longer hates Jiang Sanniu.
It's not soft-heartedness, but disdain.
This kind of person doesn't have to do anything, she will fall off the cliff on her own.
After the time travel incident, Jiang Fubao believed in an old saying very much, that is, there is a god watching over you, and if you do bad things, it is not that there will be no retribution, but that the time has not come yet.
Jiang Fubao was very glad that he did not kill her like Jiang Sanniu killed the original owner.
Death is so easy.
Living in pain is torture.
She wanted to get better and better, to distance herself from Jiang Sanniu, so that Jiang Sanniu would not even be worthy of looking up at her.
After the master and servant went in, the owner of the stall next door also beat Jiang Guangyi and Fang Silang half to death.
"You two poor bastards, you don't even have a penny on you, and you dare to steal my buns. You stole two at a time. I'll beat you to death."
Jiang Guangyi lay on the ground groaning in pain.
After a while, he finally got up with difficulty.
"The damn Fang family actually ran away!" Jiang Guangyi muttered to himself, his eyes as if filled with poison as he stared at Fang Silang who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed.
Originally, he was thinking of sending Fang Silang back to the Fang family.
But when we arrived at Fang's house, it was empty. The owner said that Fang's family had moved out the day after they left the town.
"You beast, your mother doesn't want you! You're afraid that I will send her back the next day, so you don't dare to stay here for another day." Jiang Guangyi spat on Fang Silang, then limped away.
He had to run faster. Fang Silang was a fool and didn't know the way to Jiangjia Village at all.
Anyway, Fang Silang’s household registration is not in his home, so even if the officials come, they won’t be able to find his home.
With this thought in mind, Jiang Guangyi ran desperately despite the severe pain.
He didn't dare stop to catch his breath until he had lined up outside the city and run another five miles.
"You little bastard, I finally got rid of you. Damn it, you'd better die on the street and let the police take the stall owner to jail, otherwise I will be beaten in vain." Jiang Guangyi was very happy.
However, what he didn't expect was that Jiang Fubao, who was sitting on the second floor of Kong's restaurant in the town at that time, saw the whole scene.
She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled evilly.
A bad idea came to my mind.
"Er Ya, take half a tael of silver and rent a bullock cart. Have him take this idiot to Jiang Guangyi's house. Remember, take him to the door and leave immediately. Don't linger. If he doesn't know the way, let him ask the villagers."
How could Jiang Fubao let Jiang Guangyi go? It was impossible for him to get rid of this burden.
"Yes, miss, I will go right away. But why don't you rent a carriage? It will be faster that way." Pan Erya also smiled wickedly.
She actually had the same idea as the young lady.
"I dare not rush to Jiang Guangyi. It would be better if I wait until he gets home and this idiot arrives as well. That would be fun." This was the most desperate thing.