PFC Chapter 246: Applying Medicine
Chapter 246: Applying Medicine
Chapter 246: Applying Medicine
Without Xu Rongrong realizing it, Princess Lingxi had already quietly set her sights on her.
However, the incident with Prince An not only hurt the Queen, but also caused His Majesty to be ill for several days. Therefore, even if Lingxi had some plans in mind, she would not go and ask for trouble at this juncture.
As a result, the unaware Xu Rongrong focused all her attention on administering the medicine.
The backyard of the medicine shop in the Eight Alleys of the capital was filled with herbs collected from all over the place. Shu Qing sorted them out bit by bit, sorting and arranging the right herbs for common diseases of the poor.
After Luo Chen took over the shop, he had already sorted through the remaining medicines from the previous shop. The people who remained were all useful people, and they were very efficient. Shu Qing put away the medicine booklet, and immediately a pharmacist brought him hot water. "We will be open for consultations tomorrow. Sir, please rest well tonight."
"Yeah." Shu Qing nodded and wiped his cheek with a handkerchief. "You guys have worked hard too."
The medicine boy smiled and said, "We don't feel tired at all as we can do this to benefit the people."
As he spoke, the medicine boy's eyes were shining and full of hope.
Shu Qing looked at it and felt a little sad.
Once upon a time, he was just like this medicine boy, full of ambitions...but the unjust deaths of his father, wife and children took away all his hopes.
From then on, he was just a walking corpse in the world. If he had not met the county lady by chance, he would have died of drunkenness in a puddle of mud.
He would never have thought that he would have such an opportunity in this life to use his medical skills to save the poor people.
"In the future, it will not only be in the capital, but also in the south and the north. When our shops are opened in all the capitals of the Great Zhou, all the poor people in the world will have access to medicine." Her previous words moved him.
Hopefully, everything goes as she wishes.
……
The next morning, a stall was set up outside an inconspicuous drugstore in the eighth alley of the capital.
The consultation table was set up.
At the same time, outside the gate of Zhuxiang Yayuan, Xu Rongrong wrapped in a cloak got on the carriage.
She wanted to see it for herself.
Unexpectedly, someone had the same idea as her.
The man even sneaked into her carriage quietly.
In order to avoid being ostentatious, Xu Rongrong used an ordinary carriage for her trip today. She and Wen Yao were used to such a small space, but for Mu Rong, it was a bit cramped.
With nowhere to stretch his long, straight legs, Mu Rong could only lean against the table in the carriage, looking at Xu Rongrong leisurely.
"I wonder when the Marquis developed this habit of coming uninvited." She glanced at Mu Rong.
Mu Rong smiled and said, "Ever since I met Rongrong, I can't help myself."
Xu Rongrong: "..."
Forget it, she didn't want to talk about it anymore.
As soon as I sat down, the carriage shook gently and set off.
Because Mu Rong was in the car, Wen Yao and Luo Shu had to change to another car.
The hot water in the carriage began to boil. Just as Xu Rongrong was about to stand up, Mu Rong said, "Don't move. I will serve you today."
After saying that, he added water and poured tea in one go, then handed the tea bowl to Xu Rongrong: "It's still a little cold in the morning, drink some hot tea to warm yourself up."
Seeing how skilled he was, Xu Rongrong sighed slightly and took the tea bowl. "Why doesn't the Marquis have to attend court today?"
Mu Rong smiled and said, "It's more important to watch Rongrong administer medicine than to attend court."
Zhuxiang Yayuan is very close to the Eighth Lane, and the medicine shop is located at the entrance of the lane, so you can see a long queue in front of the medicine shop from a distance.
"I didn't expect there would be so many people." Xu Rongrong sighed.
"Medicinal herbs...are good things." Mu Rong smiled slightly and took a sip.
Xu Rongrong saw that he was hinting at something, looked outside suspiciously, and soon discovered something was wrong.
There were three or five ragged men in the group, their faces covered in dust and their hair disheveled. But even with a casual raise of their hands, one could see their wrists were white, unlike those who had been doing heavy work for years. "Someone is trying to steal medicinal herbs by mistake?" she frowned.
Mu Rong smiled and said, "Herbs for treating coughs and reducing fever are always in high demand."
Xu Rongrong nodded. She was not worried about this. After all, with Shu Qing in charge, it would not be easy for ordinary people to get away with it.
Sure enough, within a short while, those people who had disguised themselves as poor people and mixed in with the team left in disgrace.
"It seems Rongrong has been prepared for this."
Xu Rongrong did not deny it: "In case someone comes to cause trouble, I asked Luo Chen to find some strong men to guard the door of the medicine shop, so these few people are not to be feared."
Mu Rong drank a sip of tea in silence.
It seems that the Mu Lu he arranged... is of no use.
Xu Rongrong turned her head: "What's wrong, Lord Marquis?"
For no reason, she felt the change in the other person's aura and blurted out.
Mu Rong was startled when he heard this, then smiled faintly: "Nothing, I just feel that Rongrong's arrangements are very good, and it makes it impossible for a warrior like me to use my skills."
As he spoke, he looked at Xu Rongrong with burning eyes. She was so perceptive, she must... care about him.
A warm feeling surged in his heart, and he raised his hand to smooth Xu Rongrong's hair that was blown by the wind.
His fingertips accidentally touched her cheek, and he was slightly startled: "Why are you still so cold?"
Xu Rongrong straightened her collar and said, "It's just the wind blowing for too long."
Mu Rong frowned slightly. He grabbed Xu Rongrong's hand. His pale, thin palm exuded a warmth unlike that of an ordinary person. "Has it been like this since the detoxification?"
Seeing him ask this, Xu Rongrong no longer concealed it. She nodded: "It's just that the body temperature is slightly lower, it's not a big deal."
A long silence followed. Mu Rong wrapped her hand in his, his face cold as he ordered, "Send the imperial physician."
Seeing how nervous he was, Xu Rongrong hurriedly stopped him: "Don't bother. During these days at Zhuxiang Yayuan, the palace doctor came to check Ping'an's pulse every day. He and Shu Qing both said that I just have a cold constitution now, and there is nothing abnormal."
"Really?" Mu Rong frowned.
Xu Rongrong smiled and said, "Absolutely true."
Mu Rong felt a little relieved, but decided to go find the palace doctor to ask him in detail after returning home today.
As the two were talking, there was a noise outside and a faint shout:
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! My wife is dying!"
When I opened the car window, I could see two people running towards me in the distance, carrying a door panel.
The woman on the door panel had a purple-red face and her chest was puffed up high, while a tall man in tattered clothes followed her, running and shouting.
Seeing this, everyone made way.
Shu Qing heard the noise and hurriedly got up and walked out.
The worn door panel was placed under the shed, and the woman's eyes were closed, and it was unknown whether she was alive or dead.
The tall man knelt down on the ground and grabbed Shu Qing's legs: "Please, save my wife."