Chapter 247 She was lucky, but what about the others?
Although Xiao Jiuzhu looks somewhat weathered, it's only because he has lived a rough life.
A swordsman who roams the martial world year-round, living alone, never bothers to take care of himself.
In reality, Xiao Jiuzhu was only in her thirties, the same age as Xie Yuxiao, and even two years younger.
Shen Jiaqing looks very young, but she is actually approaching thirty.
If you really think about it that way, the two aren't that far apart in age. And it's said that Shen Jiaqing was the last disciple that Physician Sikong took in when he was old, so the two of them might actually be from the same generation.
Who can say for sure what happened in the previous generation? This world is neither too big nor too small. Maybe Shen Jiaqing and Xiao Jiuzhu really are related. Maybe the Rejuvenation Pill was obtained from Shen Jiaqing.
However, these are all just their own guesses and shouldn't be taken seriously.
After all, Xiao Jiuzhu was a renowned swordsman in the martial arts world. The martial arts world is so vast, and who can truly understand what is happening there?
It's also possible that Xiao Jiuzhu won the duel against someone.
Shaking his head, Sheng Sheng decided to focus on eating his noodles first.
Now that we have the Rejuvenating Grass and the planting method, the most important thing right now is to figure out how to successfully grow it. Everything else can wait.
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With the Rejuvenating Grass issue resolved, Sheng Sheng and Xie Yunqi can now have a truly enjoyable time in Haijin these next two days.
During the day, the two children would go out to eat all kinds of delicious food, and at night they could go to find Shen Jiaqing to play.
While Shen Jiaqing was providing free medical consultations at the clinic during the day, the two happened to come out of the teahouse where the storyteller was performing, so they decided to go and check it out, and even packed some of the teahouse's signature snacks for Shen Jiaqing.
The clinic where Shen Jiaqing's free clinic is located is not the largest clinic in Haijin, but it is an old-established clinic with decades of history in Haijin. Although it is not large in scale, it has a very good reputation in the local area.
Shen Jiaqing is not only a disciple of the renowned physician Sikong, but also has a great reputation. The clinic takes his free clinic visit very seriously and has arranged a small stall for him in front of the clinic. They have not only provided him with sunshade, but also sent all the clinic's servants to help him.
After Shen Jiaqing finished taking someone's pulse, his servant would immediately run into the clinic to get the medicine.
The queue stretched as far as the eye could see, extending all the way to the intersection near the market.
It seems that the powerful and wealthy in Haijin have finally realized that Shen Jiaqing treats everyone the same, no matter how powerful or rich they are. Among those queuing up are ordinary people as well as members of powerful families.
Xie Yunqi had never seen such a scene before. Normally, if she felt unwell in the palace, she could just call out and a royal physician would come to her palace to treat her. She had never seen such a scene where people were willing to stand in such a long line just to see a doctor.
Xie Yunqi was somewhat puzzled: "How come there are so many people? Is it really such a coincidence that so many people have fallen ill at the same time today?"
Aside from this situation, Xie Yunqi couldn't understand why so many people would come here for medical treatment.
Do they not go to the clinic when they are sick?
Upon hearing Xie Yunqi's question, a scene flashed through Sheng Sheng's mind.
It was winter when she was three years old. Because she was not dressed warmly enough, and because she was in poor health, she had a fever day and night. No one cared about her, and no one called a doctor for her.
It's strange. The Duke of Jingguo's mansion is clearly not poor, yet they are so stingy with her as if they can't even afford a piece of clothing. The people in the Duke of Jingguo's mansion treat her the same way. Even though Sheng Sheng should be the benefactor who saved their young lady, as long as Sheng Sheng has a breath left and can still bleed, the Duke of Jingguo's mansion will always treat her as if she were invisible.
She had a fever for three days straight and her mind was hazy. In the end, it was the old nanny who usually secretly gave her steamed buns that got her two doses of medicine.
The old nanny had difficulty walking and was only able to stay in the mansion because she had been working for the Duke of Jingguo's mansion since she was a teenager. Her monthly salary was pitifully small, and she had no children and had to save money for her own funeral. In the past, the old nanny herself would not go to the doctor's to get medicine when she was sick, but she gritted her teeth and bought two doses of medicine for her, which prevented Shengsheng from burning to death.
When you're sick or injured, you have to go to a clinic. Clinics seem to be an indispensable part of life, but in reality, many people can't afford to go to a clinic, or they're unwilling to do so.
In most clinics, even taking a pulse requires a fee, let alone buying medicine.
Although the medicines in the clinic are good, there are often price gouging issues, with better medicines being more expensive.
Some illnesses cannot be cured by taking medicine once or for a day; they require a month, a year, or even longer.
For impoverished people, even basic necessities like food and clothing are a struggle, so how could they possibly tighten their belts to buy expensive medicines from clinics?
It is precisely because medicines in clinics are too expensive that so many folk remedies have emerged, which are all devised by people who cannot afford medicine and collect herbs themselves.
A strange sadness welled up in her voice, and then her life improved; this was her good fortune.
But what about the others?
Sheng Sheng knew that she was far from the only one in the world who had experienced hardship; many people went through it their entire lives.
What can she do?
Xie Yunqi saw her staring blankly at the crowd and waved his hand in front of her face: "Little sister, what's wrong? Is it too sunny?"
"Ah, no, I'm thinking about how to answer Fifth Brother's question." After thinking for a moment, Sheng Sheng told him, "Actually, for ordinary people, the cost of seeing a doctor once might be enough to cover a family's living expenses for a long time. Not to mention for poor people, seeing a doctor is simply a luxury."
"Huh?" Xie Yunqi's attention was immediately drawn to the voice. "Why?"
"Because they don't have money, and medical care is very expensive."
Sheng Sheng pointed to an old man who had finished his pulse diagnosis at Shen Jiaqing's clinic but hadn't followed the servant into the clinic to get medicine. "Fifth Brother, look at that old man. His clothes have so many patches. He keeps mending them and doesn't want to buy new ones. He must be in a bad situation and can't afford to buy new ones. So, he definitely can't afford to see a doctor. This time, Uncle Shen's clinic is free, and the pulse diagnosis is free, which is why he came here to have Uncle Shen take his pulse. Everyone else goes in to get medicine after their pulse diagnosis, but he left right after his pulse diagnosis. Why is that?"
Xie Yunqi thought for a moment: "Because taking the pulse is free, but getting the medicine isn't. He doesn't have money to buy the medicine?"
“You got it right!” Sheng Sheng nodded. “Sheng Sheng just saw Uncle Shen talk to that grandpa a lot. He must know that the grandpa doesn’t have money for medicine, so he could only give him advice on his condition in other ways.”
"ah……"
Xie Yunqi stared at the old man in the patched cotton-padded coat walking away, and fell silent for a moment, his expression becoming solemn.
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