That afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and people were coming and going on the streets of Yangzhou. However, the Yangzhou branch of Baiyetang was bustling with people. Ever since the news spread that the old man of the Hua family had been cured of his chronic illness by the young proprietor, the number of people who came here became more and more admiring. More and more people came, causing the drug store's business to be very prosperous.
There were as many people as ever this afternoon. The clerks and shopkeepers in the store were busy and bustling with people.
At this time, a middle-aged man came to the counter with a prescription. After looking at it carefully several times, the shopkeeper turned back and walked to the medicine cabinet to get him the medicine. At this time, the man looked around, then quietly took something out of his arms, rubbed it on the ground on the counter, then took the medicine from the shopkeeper as if nothing had happened, thanked him profusely, paid and left. .
Not long after, a middle-aged man rushed in with a young boy in his arms and shouted: "Shopkeeper! Please save my son!"
Seeing that it was an emergency, the shopkeeper quickly pushed away the crowd and stepped forward to take a look. He saw that the child's body was covered with sores and the smell was terrible. He had never seen such a disease before and didn't know what to do.
The man quickly took out a prescription and said, "You don't need to read it, just grab the medicine. My son suddenly fell ill today, and a passing miracle doctor happened to help me and gave me this prescription."
The shopkeeper took it and took a look. It was indeed a strange prescription. He had never seen it before in all his years in this business. However, life was at stake. He quickly put the prescription on the counter, pressed a corner with a prescription press, and carefully confirmed it. After a few times, go back and get the medicine. The last medicine was blocked by the pressed prescription. When he moved the pressed prescription, he was shocked and saw that the weight of the last medicine, bezoar, was pitch black. He picked up the pressed prescription and saw nothing but darkness underneath. He smelled After smelling it, it was ink. It seemed that the business of the drug store must have been so good recently, which aroused the jealousy of colleagues.
Looking at the other party's eager eyes, he really didn't know what to do.
"Sir, please wait a moment while I go to our young proprietor to make a decision."
He hurriedly walked into the backyard. At this moment, the young proprietor Ye Dingtian was lying comfortably on a chair and basking in the sun. He was also surprised when he heard the shopkeeper come in and talk about everything.
"Who is so bold that he dares to disturb the Ye family in Jiannan?"
"I can't say for sure. The forces in Jiangnan are complicated. This is not Jiannan."
Ye Dingtian took the prescription and immediately felt strange. He had never seen this kind of prescription since he was a child. However, how much bezoar is suitable?
"Go and call some doctors from the store."
Not long after, the doctors in the store gathered in the backyard, discussed carefully for a while, and gave him the medicine according to the usual dosage of other medicines.
The man left with a lot of gratitude, but Ye Dingtian always felt that this matter was not over yet.
Two days later, the drug store was still as busy as usual. At this moment, the sound of a gong suddenly sounded outside the door. Everyone was curious and went out to take a look. I saw a middle-aged man and a group of people wearing sackcloth and mourning. They set up a small mourning hall at the entrance of the store. They burned paper money around a coffin. While burning it, they shouted: "Son! Dad shouldn't have brought You come to this drug store! It was dad who harmed you!"
The shopkeeper's heart skipped a beat. He must have killed the child the last time he got the prescription for him.
People around were talking a lot. Some people had seen this man that day, and he obviously got the medicine in his own store. It's over, it's over, the drug store's hard-earned reputation is all over.
At this time, Ye Dingtian, the eldest young master of the Ye family, who learned about this, rushed out and shouted: "What are you crazy about! This is obviously a problem with the prescription you brought that day, how can you rely on us!"
The man hugged Ye Dingtian's legs and roared: "They say that your Ye family is famous all over the world for your superb medical skills! However, you can't recognize a prescription that can kill people! What ability do you have to call yourself a miracle doctor? ?! Give back my son’s life!”
Ye Dingtian is not a good person. In addition to practicing medicine since he was a child, he also practices martial arts from time to time. I saw him take off with a flying kick, and the man immediately flew far away, crushing several pedestrians along the way.
The man was in pain and shouted: "Folks! Look! This is the kid who claims to be a miracle doctor! Where does he have the heart of a Bodhisattva to save the suffering!"
Everyone has never been used to this bullying of good people, and they have criticized Ye Dingtian verbally and writtenly.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the shopkeeper quickly pulled Ye Dingtian's sleeves. After all, it was Yifang who had been tampered with in the first place. It was indeed his fault.
But this guy had a very strong self-esteem and would never admit his mistakes. He gave a cold "hum" and walked into the store. I don’t know who took the lead, picked up the vegetables in his hand and threw them into the medicine shop. Everyone followed the instructions, and the shopkeeper quickly asked the clerk to close the shop.
Everyone refused to give in, but the man burst into tears, shook his head, and slowly sighed: "Oh, it's only me who suffers. We can't fight with such a big family." Two lines of tears fell from his eyes. , touched countless people present. "That's all, let's go, don't be embarrassed here anymore."
After saying that, several men lifted the coffin and disappeared from everyone's eyes while scattering money and papers.
After turning a few streets, they came to a secluded corner. Everyone put down the coffin, and Mo Xiang jumped out immediately, each taking a little silver. Everyone bowed their hands and dispersed like birds and beasts.
Ye Sanlang also took off his disguise, looked in the direction of Ye's pharmacy, and didn't speak for a long time.
After a while, he sighed softly and said, "Let's go back to the inn."
Mo Xiang nodded and followed him. From now on, he became more determined to follow Ye Sanlang.
Back at the inn, Sanlang Ye immediately saw a woman dining on the first floor. Although she looked like an ordinary woman from the world, Sanlang Ye knew her aura very well. No matter how much she tried to disguise it, it was useless. He immediately walked over. Sitting opposite her.
"Why haven't I seen you these past few days?"
"I went to meet an old friend."
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Ye Sanlang asked nervously.
"Haha." She smiled, "Are you jealous?"
"No, ask." He shook his head.
"By the way." Li Sihan seemed to have remembered something, "Did you do the incident at Ye's Pharmacy?"
"how do you know?"
"As soon as I think about the fact that you all have the surname Ye, and then think about the incident of fighting for the head of the family more than ten years ago, I can understand."
Ye Sanlang poured a glass of wine, drank it down, and said: "It's all the hatred from the previous life, but I will never let go of the Ye family. When I finish dealing with Jiangnan, I will go to Jiannan."
"Why must we take revenge?"
He poured another glass of wine and said slowly: "I have never seen my mother since I can remember, and my father also became crazy and drank all day long. All this should not have happened, if If it wasn't for Ye Tianfang's fight for the position of the head of the family, none of this should have happened."
Who can decide everything about himself? No, he did not deserve this fate. Since Ye Tianfang did it, he should pay the corresponding price. The Yangzhou incident is just a small beginning.
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