He really didn't want to spend any money just to keep An Shuyao here.
Three taels of silver is a lot of money, and Lu Jin's teaching status is not enough for her to work for a month.
But An Shuyao had other things to do and she was not interested in practicing medicine, so she hesitated.
Dr. Sun continued to persuade with earnest words: "Dr. An, you have peerless medical skills, please stay and benefit the world."
"I will never bother you if there is nothing else, and I won't restrict your movements. As long as you have a disease that I think is difficult, you can just come and see me. Do you think that's okay?"
Finally, An Shuyao sighed heavily. Dr. Sun was a good doctor. He always thought about the patient first in everything he did. An Shuyao had noticed it these days. He would even give more medicine to the patient.
She also saw her desire to improve her medical skills.
An Shuyao compromised: "Okay."
Doctor Sun was so happy that he kept this great god.
An Shuyao left her home address because she might not be in the county often. If she had any important illness, she could drive to Rock Village to call her.
After Dr. Sun agreed, he went to the shop to tell An Jingzhou to prepare to go home.
The store workers also packed up and left. In one day, the store was cleaned up and many places were repainted.
After getting on the Yuan's carriage, An Jingzhou suggested: "Sister, if the cow at home is idle, it's better to use it to drive the carriage. This will save money and convenience, and you don't have to bother the Yuan's coachman to run back and forth.
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An Shuyao thought about it and thought it was okay, but...
"You still have to hire someone to make the car panels and wheels, right?"
An Jingzhou raised his eyebrows: "We can just do this. Your fifth brother is so good at craftsmanship, and we have learned a lot from it. It is no problem to make a car plate."
"Well, I'll leave this matter to you."
An Jingzhou patted his chest and promised: "I promise it will be more luxurious than Uncle Zhou's carriage."
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After the two left Taolin County.
Aunt Luo, wearing the clothes of a goddess, appeared in front of An Shuyao's new shop.
Her expression changed for a while, then she finally turned around and went to Yan Lu's house.
During this period of time, Yan Lu was recuperating from his injuries in the mansion. Even though Qian Feng secretly asked his subordinates to give him a lighter punishment, Yan Lu was a pampered young master. He had never suffered like this before.
After he passed out and returned home, he developed a high fever that night, which caused the ulcer on his buttocks to become more serious. He was living in dire straits these days.
He hated Shi Huanhuan in his heart, and also hated An Shuyao and Yuan Yi, but he did not dare to hate Mu Jincheng, because his family did not have such great power.
But no matter how much he hated it, there was nothing he could do. He had to break this debt into pieces and swallow it in his belly.
After a few days of recovery, he was able to move around a bit, and the scar on his buttocks had scabbed over. It would take some time for him to return to normal.
At this time, he was drinking the Shiquan Dabu soup stewed to a milky white color in the mansion, when he heard the guard at the door came to report.
"Young Master, Aunt Luo is here."
Yan Lu raised his eyebrows slightly. He sat on the soft cushion and didn't dare to move an inch: "Herald her in."
Aunt Luo felt a little uneasy when she saw Yan Lu. She said hello in a silly way: "Master Yan, are you feeling better today?"
Yan Lu put down the bowl and wiped the corners of his mouth with a brocade handkerchief: "Much better." He looked at Taoist Aunt Luo: "But there is something about the shop named Yang? Can you help me get it?"
Aunt Luo thought about the store that had been transferred secretly a long time ago. She had also been keeping an eye on it for a long time. She didn't expect that old bitch Yang Apo to sell it so easily. When she came back, she found that it had been transferred and the new owner was still renovating it.
She said bravely: "Master Yan... that shop was sold to someone else by Grandma Yang."