Mu Ding'an seemed to pause for a moment, and Fu Yan couldn't see his expression. He must have wanted to hit her.

He walked away with long legs. Fu Yan didn't hold out much hope and continued to take small bites of the meat buns.

A shadow fell in front of her eyes, shaking her whole body and handing over half a ladle of water.

Fu Yan suddenly felt a sense of relief. He drank a few big gulps and felt refreshed. He wiped his mouth and handed the ladle back to the man.

Mu Ding'an went into the iron shop, and Fu Yan continued to wait.

"Oh, it's so hot. When will this day end?" She heard a familiar murmur and saw Lu Yunran sitting on a bullock cart, coming over here, with the skinny old cow pulling her.

, bursts of hot air came out of his nose, and when he reached the iron shop, Lu Yunran reined in the old cow and got off the cart.

There was a big basket on the oxcart, which contained Lu Yunran's embroidery, handkerchiefs, and ready-made clothes for the clothing shop. She glanced into the iron shop and said, "Brother Ding'an."

Mu Ding'an did not come out.

Lu Yunran shouted again, but there was still no one around Mu Ding'an.

"Girl, your husband-in-law is so busy that he doesn't have time to greet you. He will go back after sunset." A handyman came out and said.

It seemed that he recognized Lu Yunran. It seemed that Lu Yunran came here often.

"Okay, then I won't disturb him." Lu Yunran did not deny that Mu Ding'an was not his husband, but he looked very satisfied.

She was carrying the basket and was about to go to the clothes shop when she saw Fu Yan.

Fu Yan was selling medicinal herbs. This wild woman who didn’t know where she came from actually knew medicine? She also said that “the medicine can cure the disease, and the child is innocent.”

But it looked like there wasn't anyone who wanted to see a doctor or buy medicine. Lu Yunran almost laughed.

"A yellow-haired girl sells medicine and treats doctors on the street. How many people dare to believe it? She might as well learn to embroider handkerchiefs from me." Lu Yunran walked over, with a look of pride and contempt on his face: "You help brother Ding'an cook every day. Seeing such a situation

On the surface, if you are willing to ask me nicely, I might be willing to teach you."

Fu Yan rolled his eyes: "No, thank you."

Lu Yunran's expression changed. She was a first-class embroiderer and made clothes. Not only did she buy the only bullock cart in the village, she would be able to build a house in a year. This was her specialty to make a living. This wild woman actually dared to look down on her.

?

"Then you sell medicine here. No one will pay attention to you even if you faint. Besides, you know pharmacology? Don't kill people by eating these messy medicines."

Lu Yunran carried her basket, twisted her waist, and went to the clothing store.

An old man leaned over Fu Yan's stall: "Little girl, I haven't had a bad cough for two years. Sometimes I cough up blood. It's scary. What medicine can I take to cure it?"

As soon as the old man got close to him, something in Fu Yan's mind quickly diagnosed him. The old man had tuberculosis. If left untreated, it would cause secondary infection in the lungs, eventually leading to cardiopulmonary failure and endangering his life.

But there is no herbal medicine to treat tuberculosis here.

After finally waiting for a guest, but without the corresponding medicinal materials, Fu Yan had black lines all over his head.

"Old man, the medicinal materials to treat your disease are at home. I will bring them next day. But before that, you can use other medicines to control it a little and make it less uncomfortable for you."

Fu Yan took the old man's pulse and went through the process and said.

The old man's eyes suddenly became suspicious: "Little girl, are you trying to trick me? It's not the right medicine, so I don't dare to take it indiscriminately."

"It's not that it's not symptomatic, but the effect is not that good, but it is still useful and has no side effects." Fu Yan said solemnly: "Old man, you are old. If I lie to you, my life will be shortened. Next street

I will come here again tomorrow. If you feel better, continue to buy medicine. If not, I will refund the money to you. We are all honest people. You believe me and I believe you."

From the look of this old man, she could see that he was an honest man. People like him were reliable in their words. If she cured people, she could start to build up a reputation.

The little girl's words were very sincere. The old man hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll just trust you once."

Fu Yan grabbed a pair of medicine for him: "Divide it into six parts, boil one part every day, simmer over low heat for two hours, and take it once at noon and once in the evening."

The old man saw that she was taking the medicine quickly and deftly, and he couldn't help but think to himself, is she really an expert?

"how much is the total?"

"Originally it cost fifteen cents, so the old man just gave me ten cents."

Ten cents was quite cheap. The old man happily gave the money and went back with the medicine, still dubious. It was so cheap. It couldn't be fake.

It’s just fake, it’s just poisonous. He’s an old man and he still wants to hang around for a few more years.

Fortunately, the old man met a doctor on the street who had practiced at the county hospital before. He stopped him and asked: "Doctor Zhao, take a look, is there anything wrong with this medicine?"
Chapter completed!