Liu Meiyu sat on the roadside and waited for a long time. When she saw Zhao Jin'er coming down, she hurriedly asked, "How is it, how is it?"

Zhao Jin'er smiled and said, "Mother and son are safe."

Liu Meiyu breathed a long sigh of relief, "That's good. The sound I heard just now was so tragic. It scared me so much that I remembered the hardship I endured when I gave birth to Miaomiao."

Zhao Jin'er took Liu Meiyu's arm and said, "Are you scared? Aren't you going to have a second child?"

Liu Meiyu smiled bitterly, "I don't want to suffer that fate either, but we were born into a farmer's family and don't have two or three sons by our side. Who will do the work in the fields?"

Zhao Jin'er was speechless, two or three sons? It's up to her to decide her fate...

Because they were delivering the baby to the young lady, the sun was already shining brightly when they arrived at the town.

Liu Meiyu had a clear goal and ran straight to the hospital——

She still didn't quite believe in Zhao Jin'er and wanted to find a serious doctor to take her pulse again.

Zhao Jin'er didn't make as many twists and turns as she did, and didn't think much about it, so he accompanied her into the hospital.

The doctor felt her pulse and gave her the same explanation as Zhao Jin'er. He also asked her to wash herself well and take some medicine at the same time, and see the effect after a while.

Liu Meiyu felt relieved and said, "Then please ask the doctor to prescribe medicine for me."

"I'll prescribe it for half a month. Let me make it clear first. This medicine has good and bad qualities. What kind of medicine do you plan to prescribe?"

"What's the difference between good and bad?"

The doctor touched his beard and smiled faintly, "Well, it works quickly and won't hurt the body. It mainly nourishes and regulates the body. But the effect is slower and has some side effects."

Liu Meiyu swallowed, "What are the prices?"

"A good one is worth one denarius, half a month is one and a half, and a bad one is worth eight denarii."

Zhao Jin'er thought that was enough to catch the coward, after all, the aunt only gave her one tael of silver in total.

Unexpectedly, Liu Meiyu hesitated for a moment and said, "Then please help the doctor catch it for me."

As he said that, he carefully took out a small red cloth bag from his waist pocket, which was wrapped even tighter than Zhao Jin'er's. He opened it layer by layer, picked out a few pieces of silver, and put it on the counter.

Zhao Jiner was dumbfounded, her honest sister-in-law also had private money?

It seems that what Nai said is true. Women, you must have money in your hands!

Seeing Zhao Jin'er staring at her little bag, Liu Meiyu smiled awkwardly, "Miaomiao received some centenarian money when she was one month old. Mom didn't take it, so I kept it myself."

The doctor looked unconcerned and piled the broken silver into the drawer and said with a smile, "It is right to use good medicine. The young lady is so young, she must be looking forward to having more children. Good medicine can nourish your body.

Bad medicine treats the symptoms rather than the root cause, and sometimes even damages the root cause."

Zhao Jin'er couldn't help but feel that this doctor was a little pretentious.

There are so many herbs in the world, some are expensive and some are cheap, so how can they be considered good or bad?

If used wrongly, good medicine becomes poison; if used rightly, bad medicine becomes elixir.

If you practice medicine conscientiously, you only need to use the most affordable and suitable medicine according to the patient's condition. Why bother to come up with two price points for patients to choose?

This is not practicing medicine, but doing business.

But seeing how Liu Meiyu believed in him, Zhao Jin'er didn't say much.

While the medicine was being prepared in this compartment, Zhao Jin'er said, "Sister-in-law, Ah Xiu asked me to bring him paper and pen back. There is a department store next door. I'll go take a look."

"Hey, go ahead."

Zhao Jin'er had never bought pens, inks, paper and inkstones before, but she didn't expect these things to be so expensive.

A square and a half kilogram of ink costs 700 liters, a pen costs 100 liters, and a stack of rice paper costs 450 liters. All are rough, and the refined ones are more expensive.

Zhao Jin'er only brought one tael of silver, and then the fifty-tael silver note.
Chapter completed!