The Prime Minister's Darling

Chapter 325: Section 176: Practicing Medicine (Second Update) – Part 2

The landlord’s wife initially thought Gu Jiao would ask why he had suddenly changed his mind, but instead, she promptly started waving SILVER bills in their face.

Isn’t that way too showy?

The landlord’s wife was dumbstruck: “Where did you get so much silver?”

“Well…” Gu Jiao thought for a moment, “Extorted them.”

The landlord’s wife: “…”

I also want to extort as much, take me with you!

Gu Chengfeng actually wasn’t this rich, he didn’t have more than a thousand taels in total, the other two thousand were borrowed.

In order to pay back the silver, he had already started secretly taking on extra work, and it was not as simple as shoveling a few mounds of chicken dung, those tasks were all dangerous and strenuous.

His days were squeezed dry by school during the day and by tasks at night, it was a miserable existence, to say the least.

On the first day of opening after the New Year, the Medical Hall had a lot going on.

Gu Jiao and Dr. Song took out some of the medicinal herbs from the cabinet to dry, while the landlord was busy dealing with the final payment.

With money in hand, things were done with much more confidence.

“Dr. Song, can you check these out?” Gu Jiao handed over a basket full of medicinal herbs she had counted, “Check if any of them have gone bad, see which ones need to be thrown away.”

Dr. Song said: “Actually, the climate in Capital City is dry, and the herbs don’t spoil easily, a bit of dampness doesn’t affect their medicinal properties, just drying them will do.”

Gu Jiao said: “Still, they need to be sorted out.”

Dr. Song knew Gu Jiao’s requirements for the herbs were so strict that it drove people crazy, so he stopped arguing and went to sort the herbs obediently.

There weren’t many patients today, only four in the morning.

At almost noon, seeing that Gu Jiao was still there, Dr. Song hurriedly said: “Miss Gu, why are you still here? Don’t you need to go home for lunch?”

The Medical Hall had someone to cook meals, but Gu Jiao didn’t eat at the hall, she had to go home to cook for the old lady.

But now that she had Mr. Gu, and Mr. Gu could cook.

Gu Jiao shook her head: “No, I’m eating at the Medical Hall today.”

Dr. Song laughed: “Oh! Then I’ll tell the kitchen to cook extra dishes!”

Gu Jiao nodded her agreement. The first working meal after the New Year, it would be good if it’s sumptuous.

Gu Jiao continued to be engrossed in sorting the herbs, when suddenly a thin man walked in, looking hesitant: “Excuse me, is there a doctor here?”

Gu Jiao looked up, he was a handsome and elegant man, just a little bit too thin, looking as if he was suffering from malnutrition.

“I am, come this way.”

She said, intending to lead him to the Consulting Room, but he suddenly said hesitantly: “No, no, just give me some medicine, I don’t need to be seen.”

Gu Jiao: “How can we give you medicine without seeing you?”

The man pulled out a crumpled paper from his careful laundered sleeve: “I have a prescription.”

This man did not look like a city beggar, but he was dressed as poorly as they were.

Gu Jiao took the prescription paper and had a look, then said to him: “This prescription is not suitable for your illness.”

“Huh?” The man was startled: “But you don’t even know what illness I have and you say the prescription is not suitable?”

Gu Jiao returned the prescription to him: “This paper is so old, how long have you been using it? But you’re not looking well, if the prescription were effective, you wouldn’t look like this now.”

The man could feel a pain in his right upper abdomen again.

He covered the painful area, his brow furrowed.

Ah, beauty is justice.

This man is so attractive, it would be a pity if he dies from illness.@@novelbin@@

Gu Jiao extended her hand: “Give me your hand.”

“Huh?” The man was in so much pain that he didn’t react for a moment.

Gu Jiao simply took his other hand and placed her fingertips on his wrist.

The man’s face turned pale: “A man and a woman shouldn’t have physical contact!”

He tried to pull his hand back, but found that he couldn’t use any strength.

Do the young girls nowadays have such strength?

After Gu Jiao finished checking his pulse, she also lifted his eyelid for inspection.

He was scared and kept retreating, Shopkeeper Wang hastily placed a stool behind him, he bent his knees and flopped onto the stool.

No girl has ever done this before.

He was completely dumbfounded.

Gu Jiao pulled back her hand calmly: “But do you often feel dry and bitter mouth, averse to greasy food?”

The man nodded.

Gu Jiao: “How long has it hurt?”

Man: “One or two months, I think. I don’t really remember.”

Gu Jiao: “Have you been taking this prescription all the time?”

The man shook his head: “No, it was another prescription before, but it was not effective, so I changed to another medical hall.”

Gu Jiao frowned: “Are there so many quack doctors in Capital City?”

He was suffering from Chronic Cholecystitis, a condition of Liver-Gallbladder Qi Stagnation, which Traditional Medicine can treat quite effectively. Even Dr. Song, who graduated only last year, can treat it.

Yet this man went to two medical halls, but neither could give him the right prescription for his condition.

The man lowered his head and said nothing.

Gu Jiao wrote him a prescription and handed it to the medicine boy to grab the medicine.

“Miss Gu, it’s ready!” The medicine boy handed the prepared medicine pack to Gu Jiao, tied with straw rope.

Gu Jiao handed it to the man: “One packet a day, twice in the morning and evening, first boiling with high heat, then simmering with low heat for two quarters of an hour. You start with five days, and then come back for a return visit on the sixth morning.”

The man didn’t immediately reach out to take it, but asked: “How much is it?”

Gu Jiao: “One hundred wen.”

The man looked surprised.

Gu Jiao looked at him: “Why? Is it too expensive?”

The man shook his head in disbelief, as if playing a drum: “Are you sure what you sell is not fake medicine?”

Gu Jiao: “…”

Twenty wen for a dose of medicine is indeed rare in Capital City.

The prescription itself does not require very expensive ingredients. Of course, if a rich person comes and wants the best medicine, Gu Jiao can also make a prescription that costs one or two taels of silver per packet.

The man paid the money and walked out with his medicine bag.

Just as he stepped out of the doorway, he was bumped into by a man.

He fell to the ground as the medicine bags scattered. As he hurriedly reached out to pick them up, a foot stepped on one of the bags.

His lanky figure was enveloped in the man’s large shadow.

He stopped picking up the medicine bags.

The other man, with a grass stalk in his mouth and his hands on his hips, looked at him and said indifferently: “Oh? Isn’t this Young Master Liu? You’re out buying medicine again? Where are you feeling unwell this time? Tell us and let us help you ‘treat’ it? The kind that doesn’t cost money!”

The few followers behind him burst into laughter.

The man’s face turned red with humiliation, and his fingers pressing on the ground were so pale they were almost white.

The big man spread his legs apart and said to the man, “Crawl through the gap between my legs. If you do, I’ll buy you the medicine!”

“Hahaha!”

“Crawl through!”

“Crawl through!”

“Crawl through!”

The followers stirred up the atmosphere.

The man’s eyes were filled with boundless humiliation and fury.

Suddenly, a small figure stepped forward and kicked the big man flying!

“Who are you?” One of the followers rushed over.

Gu Jiao found him disgusting to touch, so she picked up a stick at the door and knocked him flying.

The rest were no trouble to deal with. In the blink of an eye, they were all knocked down.

The muscular man had the best skills, but he had no strength to fight back. He could only barely stand up, his legs still shaking.

He gave Gu Jiao a look of fear and resentment: “Where did this damn woman come from?”

Gu Jiao casually swung the stick at him, knocking out four of the big guy’s teeth!

The pain contorted the burly man, who covered his mouth full of blood and roared unclearly: “Do you know who we are?”

Gu Jiao responded casually: “I don’t care who you are. He’s a patient of Wonderful Hand Hall. You’re causing a disturbance in front of Wonderful Hand Hall, so you deserve a beating.”

The burly man scoffed maliciously: “You probably don’t know who he is, do you? He’s Liu Yisheng! All the doctors in Capital City dare not treat him. If you dare to cure him, you’ll face the consequences!”