The city of Chang'an is very large, and once you enter the bustling crowd, it is difficult even for the government to find the person accurately.
Accordingly, Zhang Xuezhou had no worries at all after he escaped and was not afraid of the woman's revenge.
Even the other party was injured, so there was no way he would bother to hunt down someone like him who was sleeping rough on the street.
"Cousin, it's useless for us to get up early!"
In the middle of the night, Zhang Xuezhou pulled him on his way and found a good location in the West Market, but Rong Tianding felt that it had no effect.
They have been shouting all morning since early morning, and patients with no injured arms or legs came to seek treatment.
Standing among a group of uncles and aunties selling vegetables and millet, Rong Tianding felt that doing business was too difficult.
He gnawed on the millet cakes he bought, but felt that he had not earned any money, but he had spent a lot of money.
"It's normal for us to have no reputation when we first come here. It's normal for us to have no business." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "You don't know that when I set up a stall in Shujun City, I had so many patients and endless money that my life was so easy. .”
Zhang Xuezhou talked about his past experiences.
He did very well in Shujun City. Through Dong Zhongshu, he made friends with the county guard Wen Weng, and also met Zhao Liang, Mr. Zhao and others. This led to him earning a house in Chang'an City in just a few days.
What makes Zhang Xuezhou a little disappointed is that Chang'an City does not have a wealthy man like Mr. Zhao who has a keen eye for talents.
Even though he found a better location in the West Market and there was a pharmacy not far away, he didn't see any qualified customers.
Rong Tianding is right, most people don't get sick, and when they fall ill, they are almost dead.
The business of the drug store is not good, let alone his business that specializes in treating bruises and injuries.
Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to cheer Rong Tianding up and let him not be discouraged. After all, their days would get better and better in the future.
"Maybe I'm too weak. Good things don't happen to me. Only worse things will fall into my hands!"
Zhang Xuezhou thought in his heart and yelled loudly.
He can't do it unless he yells. He also has a bag to carry things, while Rong Tianding carries a cloth bag. The money in the bag will be gone after it is used up, and the family's wealth will not last for a few days.
Now they are all reduced to sleeping on the street, and they will not even be able to afford food in a few days.
Zhang Xuezhou definitely didn't want to end up in a worse situation, so it's not surprising that he worked hard to attract customers.
"Let the healer come and take a look. You have a fall... bruise. The secret recipe passed down from our ancestors is specially designed to treat bruises. The bleeding will stop immediately!"
Zhang Xuezhou lengthened his voice, which had a unique style among the hawking sounds, and his voice continued to spread.
But shouting is shouting, and business is business. After a while, he lowered his voice and erected a stone slab in front of him.
"It's a bruise!"
Another Rong Tianding took over and shouted with his voice.
"Cousin, cousin, we're here for business!"
When the sun set in the afternoon and Zhang Xuezhou began to think about which street to sleep on, he heard Rong Tianding tugging on his clothes with great joy.
"Where is the business?" Zhang Xuezhou asked anxiously.
"I just saw a girl going to the drugstore," Rong Tianding said happily.
"What does it have to do with us if someone goes to the pharmacy?" Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "Besides, they didn't break their arms or legs!"
"That girl is not an ordinary girl. She is also wearing a dagger. She might have broken her arm or leg and went to the pharmacy!"
After Rong Tianding happily explained his guess, seeing that Zhang Xuezhou didn't agree with it, he couldn't help but walk dozens of steps, and then squatted outside the pharmacy to yell.
"My cousin has a thicker skin than me in business!"
Zhang Xuezhou always thought that he was thick-skinned and had a low limit for doing things, but he didn't expect that Rong Tianding had a lower limit. He was rushing to the door of other people's pharmacies to grab business.
Zhang Xuezhou was not optimistic about this kind of thing, but what surprised him was that Rong Tianding actually brought the woman who was seeing a doctor here.
"Cousin, look, the doctor is here," Rong Tianding shouted, and then smiled at the woman and said, "My cousin's ancestral secret recipe is specially used to treat bruises. Any bleeding disease can be cured with one cure!"
"Your secret recipe is quite magical. If it can cure my disease, I will never be stingy with money!"
The woman doesn't wear any makeup, but her face is extremely delicate and her figure exudes youthful beauty.
The opponent was wearing a set of light-colored plain clothes and had a dagger on his waist. The hilt of the dagger was punched with a silk thread, so it could obviously be used for short-distance throwing.
This kind of short-blade weapon is dangerous when fighting, but it has a throwing effect and is a little safer. It is extremely suitable for women's self-defense.
It is not easy to practice this kind of short sword well, and some injuries are inevitable.
Seeing the woman coming to seek medical treatment, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had set up his stall in the wrong place and had to go to the martial arts studios where he was learning and practicing martial arts to yell at her.
He sat upright and quickly assumed the look of a doctor.
"Where is the girl injured?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"You are a doctor who treats diseases, can't you even see where I am injured?" the woman asked with a frown.
"My secret recipe treats internal and external injuries, but I see that your limbs are healthy, your head has not been injured, and there is no bleeding anywhere. You are making things difficult for me." Zhang Xuezhou asked: "Or do you have any family members who need treatment? Although I We set up a stall here, but we also provide door-to-door service!”
"Your doctor is not as good as that old man in the drugstore." The woman shook her head and said, "He just looked at me a few times, smelled it, and then prescribed me medicine!"
"Prescribe medicine after looking at you a few times and smelling it?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in surprise: "Isn't it a quack to prescribe medicine so casually?"
"But the medicine he prescribed can indeed cure my disease," the woman said, "I just came here to take a look because of your diligent greeting. I didn't expect that you are not even qualified to see a doctor!"
"Whether the disease is cured or not depends on the curative effect." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said: "Looking and smelling are not important. What is important is that the effect of the treatment is immediate. I only need to test whether the treatment is real or not."
"What you say is true!"
The woman finally nodded and no longer cared about Zhang Xuezhou's failure to find out where her disease was by looking and smelling. Instead, she pointed at her abdomen.
This made Zhang Xuezhou ponder for a few seconds.
"Isn't your illness..."
He finally felt that women need popular science. Menstruation is not a big deal and bleeding is normal.
If he stopped the opponent's bleeding with one Tai Qing Zhen Technique, it would be inconsistent with physiological conditions.
"If you cure it well, I'll give you a tael of gold!"
Zhang Xuezhou's advice had not yet been uttered, and then he took it back abruptly.
His medical ethics are indeed not high.
For the sake of money, he had to take this job.
No matter how good medical ethics is, it can only be carried forward if it can solve the problem of food, clothing, clothing and housing.
One tael of gold is a lot of money, nearly one-tenth of the price of ordinary real estate in Chang'an City.
When encountering such a rich girl, Zhang Xuezhou's medical ethics had long been forgotten.
Being in such an awkward position, Zhang Xuezhou was thankful that he had enough cultivation to be able to cast spells at a certain distance.
"Girl, please sit down!"
Zhang Xuezhou sat upright, muttering words in his mouth, and his magic power condensed between his fingers.
After the Tai Qing Zhen Technique was completed, he stretched out his hand and printed it.
When the woman's soft moan came out, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
He looked at the continuous output of the mana he used, and felt the position of the opponent's abdomen. He felt that the bleeding after the opponent's menstruation was a bit excessive.
This was like making several cuts directly on the lower body, and he needed to heal the wounds.
If it weren't for the woman's strong body, Zhang Xuezhou felt that a visit from an aunt like her would have put her in a coffin.
