There were three pieces of paper on Jiang Fubao’s table.
The top is densely packed with small black characters.
“Just catch it in your clinic, don’t go anywhere else.” Sheng Youwei didn’t want to make trouble anymore, let alone, he no longer believed in other clinics.
I went to Chang’an Town yesterday. I was either driven away or didn’t even enter the door. Even if I entered, these doctors and doctors could not cure her wife’s illness at all.
Now his only hope is placed on Jiang Fubao.
So if she said anything, Sheng Youwei would listen.
As for Fan Yuhong, she had long lost her strength. Her cheeks were sunken, and her breathing sounded like the cold wind in winter, whirring.
From beginning to end, she said a few words, and it was only when Jiang Fubao asked.
“Okay, there are eighty taels in total. After paying the silver, I will go to get the medicine. As for the silver treatment, I will apply it. I don’t have to give it to you.” Jiang Fubao’s words made Sheng Youwei’s lower lips tremble.
“Eight, eighty taels?” All this money is enough to buy a dilapidated house on Wanlu Street.
He looked unbelievable and his voice stuttered.
“Well, yes, eighty taels.” Jiang Fubao hated Fan’s family, so he naturally would not give her a cheaper price.
If it were someone else, she would only have fifty taels at most.
The cost of these medicines and meals is about thirty taels.
Eighty taels, she can earn at least fifty taels.
Everything depends on her mood.
If she meets poor people and doesn’t make money, she will be happy to collect thirty taels.
“Okay, I will give it to me, but I don’t bring so much money with me. Little miracle doctor, you get the medicine first, I’ll go back to get the money, okay? You believe me, I’ll go back alone, and I’ll come later.” It seemed that I was afraid that Jiang Fubao would not be willing to make peace.
Sheng Youwei took off the jade pendant from his waist and placed it on the table.
This jade pendant is worth at least twenty taels.
Pressing on this, I think An Jiang Fubao’s heart.
“Okay.” Jiang Fubao didn’t make things difficult for him.
Sheng Youwei gave Fan Yuhong a few instructions and then quickly walked out of the door.
Jiang Fubao came to the medicine cabinet and grabbed the medicine.
A month’s dosage, two prescriptions, and slim paper were used in a full sixty pieces.
Thanks to the fact that the medicinal materials she prescribed were all cheaper, otherwise the price would be even more expensive.
“Lu’er, take this medicinal recipe to the backyard and let my second sister make it. It will be delivered to her later for her to eat.”
Since Fan didn’t eat for a day, let’s calculate the first day from today.
Jiang Fubao took out one of the three prescriptions and handed it to the maid Lu’er.
This prescription is different from other medicinal recipes, with many grids on it.The day is written on the top of each row.
The first, second, and third grade of junior high school do not end until the thirty.
Every day
The dishes are different every day, but they are all light.
Jiang Ruyi made it very fast. In less than two quarters of an hour, there was a plate of dishes and half a bowl of thick noodles in front of Fan.
Fan Yuhong wanted to vomit when she ate the tasteless dish.
But when she thought of Jiang Fubao’s words, she had finished eating.
Just now, Fan Yuhong was lying on the bed, and Jiang Fubao used normal saline to help her clean the wound, apply iodine and sprinkle with golden sore medicine.
Then he put a few needles on her ankle, wrapped it with a cloth, and the windows and doors were all open.
The smell is much less.
When Sheng Youwei came back, it was getting dark.
Eighty taels, a lot of copper plates.
“Remember that at the end of noon every day, she can’t eat dinner. The breakfast recipe says, according to the medicine for soaking feet, you can’t soak it today. I applied medicine to her and started to soak it tomorrow night. As for the medicine she drank, I can drink it tonight.