Chapter 613: Paralysis

Line up to the third alley.

I don’t know when that will happen.

But no one left.

Nonsense, this is the best doctor in the world, the one who can cure the plague! He doesn't charge for his treatment.

What's the difference between this and pie in the sky?

Everyone stretched their heads and looked ahead eagerly.

The team moved forward little by little.

Jiang Fubao in the restaurant was so drunk that smoke was coming out of his mouth.

"Your health is fine, but you have a little bit of liver fire. Are you prone to getting angry?"

"Yes, Godly Doctor, I always get angry for no reason and I can't control myself at all. Because of this, my husband hardly talks to me anymore, for fear that I will scold him."

"I'll prescribe you a herbal diet. You'll feel better after taking it for five days. After five days, although I won't be here, his medical skills are very good. Let him check your pulse again to see if you should continue taking it."

Jiang Fubao picked up the brush and wrote several lines on the paper.

He handed one to the woman in front of him, and the other to the maid beside him.

She was specifically responsible for taking the medicinal recipes written by Jiang Fubao to the backyard kitchen.

"Okay, I'll eat it."

The woman, who originally only wanted to ask Jiang Fubao for a prescription, had no choice but to compromise when she saw that she had finished writing. After all, medicated food is similar to medicine, one is eaten and the other is drunk.

"Go there to pay the money." Jiang Fubao pointed to the counter on the left.

There is a special account office there to collect the money.

Unlike other restaurants where you pay after eating, at Changshou Restaurant you pay first and eat later.

After all, many people's medicinal diet recipes are prescribed for several days.

"OK."

The woman stood up and went to the left with the recipe for medicinal food. The chair she was sitting on was still warm. Not long after she got up, the next person sat down.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Jiang Fubao took a sip of throat-soothing tea and said slowly.

"My throat is always dry and itchy, little doctor, please help me take a look..."

Jiang Fubao's pulse diagnosis time became shorter. She loosened her hand and took out a piece of wood from the drawer.

"Open your mouth. Open it again. Open it as wide as you can."

"Ah——" The man opened his mouth as wide as he could, and the wooden board in Jiang Fubao's hand pressed on the base of his tongue.

"Okay, close it. It's not a big problem. It's just a little inflamed. What's your normal diet like? Do you like sweet and spicy food?" Jiang Fubao handed the wooden board to the Fang family doctor, who took it and washed it.

"The miracle doctor is indeed a miracle doctor. Indeed, I like to eat sweet and spicy food, especially vegetables. I can't eat bland food at all. I like to eat salty food. It has no taste and it's better not to eat it. Does this have anything to do with it?"

the man asked.

"Of course. You can only eat light food from now on. Otherwise, the swelling will continue to be red and it will become chronic. It will be difficult to cure then. I will prescribe a ten-day medicinal diet for you. Eat two meals a day and eat them here."

Jiang Fubao was about to pick up the pen when he was stopped by the man.

"My God, my family is really poor. How about you write me a prescription and I'll go get the medicine myself?"

Jiang Fubao looked up at him and said, "It's not necessary to take medicine. If you don't want to take it, it's okay. Just go back and eat a light meal. Next one."

The diagnosis is free and Jiang Fubao will definitely not charge any money. There are too many people queuing behind her and she can't waste time, so she started calling people after she said that.

"No, I, I'll eat it, isn't it okay for me to eat it?" The man thought Jiang Fubao was angry.

He quickly stopped the people who were trying to push him away.

"Don't force yourself." Jiang Fubao wasn't really angry, he was just too tired to smile.

"I really want to eat it. My throat hurts a lot, but my family doesn't have much money. Little doctor, can you prescribe medicine for me for three days?" the man said weakly.

Afraid that Jiang Fubao would get even angrier.

"Forget it. I'll open it for you." Jiang Fubao wrote it down quickly and only breathed a sigh of relief when the man paid.

It was not as expensive as he had imagined. He had thought it would cost several taels of silver a day. If it was open for ten days, it would cost dozens of taels of silver.

Who would have thought that three days of medicinal food would only cost half an ounce.

If I had known, I would have opened it for ten days.

But seeing that Jiang Fubao was busy, he didn't want to disturb him, so he could only go upstairs to find an empty seat.

The diagnosis lasted from noon until dark, and despite this, there were still dozens of people queuing outside.

Jiang Fubao's hands were cramping from exhaustion.

However, this was the first time he had worked with someone. The Fang family had helped the family a lot in the past. Jiang Fubao endured the tiredness and continued reading.

Until the last person is seen.

She was paralyzed in her chair and didn't want to move at all.

Jiangnan has a nightlife. At the same time, the people in the mountain towns would have gone to bed long ago, but here it is still very lively.

The first and second floors of the restaurant were all full of people.

There wasn't a single empty room in the private room.

The guests who originally thought the medicinal food tasted bad were amazed after tasting it.

Some people even finished eating and begged Jiang Fubao to open the restaurant for a few more days.

Jiang Fubao rejected it.

This is not an ordinary meal, you can't eat it casually.

When Jiang Fubao saw someone dressed elegantly, he would prescribe expensive medicinal food, whatever expensive food the person was wearing.

When she sees someone wearing ordinary clothes, she will prescribe cheap medicine, or be a good person and write a prescription. She doesn’t make a penny from the latter and just treats it as a charity.

Fang Yanheng didn't hold back either.

The profits from medicinal food are too great.

After looking at the account book, he was somewhat surprised.

Changshou Restaurant earned in just one day what his Sifang Restaurant earned in two months.

If he continues like this, he will make back his investment in a few months.

"Fubao, you must be tired. Go to the backyard and have a rest. The cook has prepared the meal for you. Go and have your meal. After that, go back to the house and go to bed early."

The Fang family has always had a house in Jiangnan. Although it is not big, with only two courtyards, it is located in a busy city and is not cheap. It is also not far from the Changshou Restaurant. You only need to cross a street to get there.

"Okay." Jiang Fubao's voice was already hoarse, and she didn't want to say anything more.

When I arrived at the backyard, I found my second sister also lying limply on a chair, resting.

The two sisters looked at each other, neither of them opened their mouths, they just picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

After eating, they returned to Fang’s house together tacitly, and went to sleep without even taking a shower.

They slept until dawn and then woke up.

"I'm so tired, Fubao. If it weren't for Aunt Yun saving my life, I wouldn't work so hard." Jiang Ruyi muttered softly as she and Jiang Fubao were washing in the yard.

"Okay, there are only three days left. How about this, I'll give you 10% of the profit from the restaurant?"

Jiang Fubao finished brushing his teeth and comforted her.

"No, this has nothing to do with me, I don't want it." Jiang Ruyi shook her head.

"Why is it okay? If it weren't for my second sister teaching them, how would these cooks and maids know how to cook medicinal food? I'll give my second sister 10% of the profits, and then you don't have to pay the salary of the clinic to me in the future. How do you think?"

Since Jiang Fubao said so, Jiang Ruyi naturally stopped being polite.

With a 10% profit, she is as excited as a chicken today.

Plus the blessing of saving life.

The spatula was almost smoking from her stirring.