But when he asked about the lame Wang Anshi's physical condition again after leaving the house, Jian Chuan's idea of never becoming an official was somewhat relaxed. Because the lame man said: "The medical skills of the doctors who use this prescription are indeed first-class, but they are still a bit shallow. If
Its true existence
If you have evil intentions, the best way is actually to not prescribe any prescriptions, or just prescribe some ordinary health-preserving prescriptions. If so, Wang Jiefu still has a year and a half to live at most, but after using this good prescription, I am afraid that
He can still live for another three or two years."
"What? Didn't you say there's nothing wrong?"
"Yeah, is there nothing wrong?"
"Then why do you only have three or two years to live?"
Hearing this, the lame man looked at Jian Chuan as if he were an idiot: "He is eighty-eight years old this year. There is a saying that people who live seventy years ago rarely live. He has worked too hard in his life, and he has long since suffered the consequences of running out of oil.
Like, if it weren't for the support of thoughts, it would be
It's just a matter of one or two months. Why do you want to be a doctor? Doctors treat diseases, not life. To put it bluntly, Wang Jiefu's body is to take medicine to extend his life. There is only one way to live for another ten or eight years.
Go and discuss with the Lord of Hell."
Hearing this, Jian Chuan was silent, with a heavy heart. Historically, Wang Anshi died of melancholy this year. He thought that his appearance might bring about changes, and indeed he did, but he only lived for three or two more years. And
Jian Chuan had to start thinking about where he should go after Wang Anshi, Sima Guang and Fan Chunren passed away.
Thinking of Sima Guang, Jian Chuan was even more shocked. He thought that historically, Sima Guang died only a few months later than Wang Anshi, and Sima Guang was two years older than Wang Anshi. So Jian Chuan immediately
He asked eagerly: "Mr. Wang's prescription, can you recover?"
When the lame man said he couldn't do it, Jian Chuan was greatly disappointed, but he still heard him say: "There are many ways to prolong life, and I have something even better."
Hearing this, Jian Chuan was overjoyed and was about to drag the lame man to Sima Guang's house for treatment, but he said, "My matter has not been resolved yet."
"What's going on?" Jian Chuan asked confused.
"Didn't I tell you before, I need money."
Jian Chuan then remembered and asked, "How much?"
Lame Man: "I want to open a medical clinic, but I don't know how much it will cost to break the embankment. You lend it to me and I will return it to you."
Jian Chuan really wanted to ask who gave him the courage to borrow money when he was a cripple. He also wanted to ask why he seemed so hopeless a few days ago. Why did he suddenly get the idea and not only take the initiative?
If you want to do something, you need to open a medical clinic? But Jane
Chuan didn't ask, he couldn't think of anything to ask, so there was no need to ask, so he readily agreed: "What do I mean? Open a medical clinic. It's a small matter. You go to Sima Mansion with me first, and I'll do it today and tomorrow."
Is it feasible for you to take care of this matter?"
Regardless of whether he could do it or not, Jian Chuan immediately dragged the lame man into the carriage, drove the car himself, and drove straight to Sima Guang's mansion.
However, Sima Guang was not at the house, so he missed the opportunity. Jian Chuan wanted to wait, but Cripple insisted on taking advantage of this gap to choose a location.
So, he said goodbye for the time being, and Jian Chuan took the cripple directly to the head office of Su's Trading Company in Dongjiaolou. Qi Qingxuan happened to be here, so it would be easy. Jian Chuan was not in the mood to accompany the cripple around the city to choose a location.
, then told Qi Qingxuan: "Go and ask if there is a suitable place to open a medical clinic on this street."
Coincidentally, Qi Qingxuan said directly: "Yes, Zhengyi Medical Center just posted a notice in the past two days saying that it is for resale. It should not be sold yet. Why don't you go and have a look? If it suits you, you can just buy it. The decoration inside
They are all ready-made and can be used immediately after buying them.”
Jian Chuan immediately became interested: "The relationship is good, let's go, let's go right now."
It was not far away, and the distance to Su's Trading Company was only a few steps. The three of them arrived quickly.
Jian Chuan still has an impression of this Zhengyi Medical Clinic. It seems that it has been opened in Dongjiaolou for many years. The business has always been very good. Why is it suddenly being resold? After asking Qi Qingxuan, he found out, oh, it turned out to be because of the medical treatment.
Someone died, the doctor-patient dispute was not resolved, and the person who was put to death was a respectable and modest person. He couldn't afford the compensation he wanted, and he couldn't resist others making trouble, so he had to close down.
But they said that the three of them entered the first hall, which was noisy, and the whole hall was filled with people wearing mourning and mourning. A coffin stood in a square shape in the middle, and the lid of the coffin was still open.
The gray-haired old master sat in the corner with a gray face. The disciples and waiters around him were all filled with indignation and stared at those who wore sackcloth and filial piety. It seemed that there was something hidden, but the death was true after all. To be fair,
The museum has no responsibility at all, Jian Chuan doesn't believe it.
Moreover, Jian Chuan was not Lu Dafang. The Kaifeng Mansion didn't care about this matter. Jian Chuan couldn't care about anything, so he went straight to the old shop owner and said bluntly: "How much money do you always plan to resell this shop for?"
.”
However, he did not notice that the lame man did not follow, but instead circled around the coffin with an interesting expression on his face.
The old owner looked lonely and said: "Twenty thousand yuan. No counter-offer. As you can see, little brother, the money was not decided by me, but by others."
The price of 20,000 guan is indeed a bit ridiculously high. You must know that the Su's Trading Company today is larger than Zhengyiguan, and the location is slightly better, but it only cost just over 10,000 yuan.
Jian Chuan was not someone who had been taken advantage of. Seeing the old owner's resolute attitude, he no longer wanted to continue the conversation. But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and he heard shouts in his ears: "What are you doing, stop it."
Looking back quickly, I saw the lame man holding a steel needle and plunging it into the coffin. Then, I heard an earth-shattering howl. First, the lame man was knocked away, and then a man wearing bright red floral flowers was heard.
The little girl whose face turned into that of a little ghost in the shroud jumped out of the coffin and jumped around like a zombie, which shocked Jian Chuan.
"Cripple, what have you done?" Jian Chuan roared angrily, thinking that there wouldn't be zombies in broad daylight.
But the lame man laughed and said: "This little girl is so dishonest. She can do all kinds of things like pretending to be dead to cheat money. I am just giving her a small punishment. It's okay. She will stop dancing after a while."
"What, pretending to be dead? Impossible, I have checked many times, he must be dead." The old owner stood up in disbelief.
The lame man came over and said contemptuously: "You are not young yet, but your medical skills are far from home. Don't you know that the human body can deceive others? You are deceived so easily, why do you open a medical clinic?"
, really funny?”
The old owner's medical skills may not be as good as what the lame man said, but he is very good at nourishing qi. Therefore, even though he was ridiculed by the lame man, he didn't get angry and just asked for advice: "Sir, please clear up my doubts."