Qinghe Town, Shen's Medical Center.

There were several people lined up outside the hospital.

After these days of verification, everyone knows that Shen Qiushui is really good at medicine, and she is also very good. She has the style of Dr. Shen Daniu. In addition, her fees are half cheaper than Jishantang. Everyone loves to come to her for any ailment. Here, no one came to tell her that a woman had appeared in public.

It really lives up to the saying: Those who are capable can do well wherever they go.

Everyone lined up at the window to go to Shen Qiushui's window for consultation, took the prescription, and then went into the store to get medicine from Shen Qiushui.

There is a clear division of labor in the hospital.

"Five hundred cents?! The one just now was only over one hundred cents, why should I want five hundred cents?!" The old man coughed a few times, and when he heard Shen Congyi quoted the price of five hundred cents, he couldn't accept it.

She yelled at her voice that had become hoarse after half a month of coughing.

"Different medicinal materials have different prices." Shen Congyi explained, he didn't have much patience.

"Young man, please give me a cheaper price, I really can't afford that much money!" the old man begged.

Shen Congyi curled his lips, obviously not believing this statement.

"Whether you want to buy it or not, just leave. There will be people waiting behind you!"

"I really don't have that much money. Let's see if I can make three hundred cents, cough, cough, cough -" As he said that, the old man coughed violently again.

"No money?"

"yes……"

"Then what are you wearing on your head and hands?" Shen Congyi sneered.

Shen Qiushui said that he could lower the price as appropriate, but the old man in front of him didn't look like a poor man. The price in their medical clinic was already half that of other places, and the medicinal materials were purchased at high prices.

When the old man heard this, he subconsciously covered the silver hairpin on her head. The silver bracelet on her hand was solid and looked heavy as she shook it a few times.

When he met Dr. Shen's gaze, the old man immediately became serious. He changed his previous pitiful look, counted the coins on the string, threw them on the counter, picked up the medicine bag and ran away, running very fast, his posture Healthy, not at all like an old man.

Seeing that Shen Congyi was not easy to talk to, the people who came to get medicine later did not dare to bargain.

After being busy all morning, Shen Qiushui finally sent away the last patient. Shen Qiushui stretched, got up and walked to the counter.

She leaned in front of the counter, picked up the prescriptions lying aside and counted them.

There are twelve in total.

That means there were twelve patients this morning.

"Yesterday there was no one, but today there are twelve." Shen Qiushui muttered.

It's hard to talk about illness. Shen Qiushui shook his head, put down the prescription, and didn't think much about it.

She looked out the door and saw only a street and a clothing store opposite.

It was almost noon, there were fewer people on the road, and no patients came to her door, so she asked Shen Congyi to go back to eat first.

After sending Shen Congyi out, she closed the door and walked to the backyard.

In the backyard, Mo Yu stuck her butt out and turned over stones on the grass in the corner, followed by a pheasant.

This pheasant named Xiao Hei has been raised by the family for a while. Mo Yu would find random bugs for it to eat from time to time. He did not feed it carefully on weekdays, but it still survived.

It didn't run away, it just followed Mo Yu every day, being protected by Mo Yu, and no one killed it or drank from it. After so many days, it actually gained a lot of weight.

This time when he came to town, Mo Yu insisted on bringing Xiao Hei with him, but Shen Qiushui couldn't resist him.

"Okay, let's go wash our hands. Your father went to buy buns and will be back soon."

Shen Qiushui spoke up.

When they heard that there were steamed buns to eat, the two little guys happily went to wash their hands.

There were several bun shops nearby, and Mo Changtian bought them all once to eat. The bun shop that best suited Shen Qiushui's taste was in another alley.

He took the money and walked towards the bun shop.

Just as he turned into another alley, he was bumped into by a man who had been walking with his head down.

I just felt a lightness in my arms.

!

The man who just hit him is a thief!

After a bump, the money bag was taken directly from his arms.

Mo Changtian was a little distracted just now and didn't pay attention to this matter at all. Who would have thought that the money bag would be gone in broad daylight!

"Stop!" Mo Changtian shouted angrily and rushed forward quickly.

He was extremely fast. The thief was a habitual criminal, and his speed was not slow. He was also very familiar with the nearby terrain, and he walked back and forth in several alleys.

Qinghe Town is not a big place, but there are quite a lot of people living there. The houses are built one after another, densely packed, and there are many alleys, which are very winding.

"Made, I'm so exhausted!" The thief ran for a long time, thinking he had thrown away the people behind him, so he turned back quite proudly.

What greeted him when he turned around was the gradually enlarging soles.

Mo Changtian kicked the thief in the face who was leaning against the wall and panting, knocking him over.

The thief screamed in pain and was stepped on by Mo Changtian. His tone was horrified and disbelieving, "You, how did you catch up?!"

Thieves are most familiar with this place. Even if the opponent is faster than him, he can dig through several dog holes without fear of being caught up.

Mo Changtian, who had a straight face and said nothing, snatched the money bag from the thief and found several more money bags from the thief.

There are purses made of silk and satin with exquisite embroidery of flowers, plants, birds and animals, and there are also purses made of coarse cloth.

Thieves are fair, the poor and the rich steal together.

Not knowing what to do with the extra money bag, Mo Changtian had no choice but to pick up the thief from the ground and plan to take him to the Yamen.

"Hero, spare your life, I don't dare to do it anymore..." The thief understood the current situation and kept saying pleading words.

Mo Changtian didn't respond, and there was no expression on his face, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

The thief took advantage of the moment to talk and punched out, trying to divert attention and escape. He had already spotted a dog hole in front of him that he could drill through.

What he didn't expect was that Mo Changtian was so agile that his little tricks weren't enough. He didn't even dodge, he directly grabbed the opponent's fist and pulled it back, then kicked the opponent's knee hard with his foot. , causing the other person to scream in pain.

At this moment, the door of the house ahead was suddenly pushed open, and several people walked out.

"Mr. Huang, I also collected some furs from my place. I will send them to you directly later?" a person following behind said flatteringly.

In the alley, Mo Changtian, who had just subdued the thief, saw the appearance of the leader, his pupils shrank, and he pulled the thief quickly into the alley next to him.

At the gate of the house, Mr. Huang couldn't put it down and touched the fox fur held in the servant's hand. He had heard many flattering words from others since he was a child, and there was no fluctuation at all.

Rather, I was interested in that figure that flashed by.

The opponent was very fast, and he couldn't see his face, but he only felt familiar.

He looked back with some regret and glanced casually at the person beside him, "What did you just say?"

The man repeated it in a good voice.

"Is it fox fur?" Mr. Huang glanced at the other party.


Chapter completed!