After Lao Sun left, I cleaned up all the nooks and crannies in the medicine store.
As the saying goes, people are separated, but life still has to go on.
No, after a while, customers came to the door.
A man in his mid-twenties, wearing furs, walked in.
After entering the door, he said: "You are the shopkeeper?"
"Buying medicine or seeing a doctor?"
"Buy medicine." The fur man sat on a chair nearby: "Can the shopkeeper please help me get three ounces of Angelica sinensis."
I grabbed the weighing rod and weighed three ounces of Angelica sinensis, wrapped it in straw paper and handed it to the fur man.
The fur man weighed it: "Is it good enough?"
I chuckled and pointed out his identity directly: "You are not qualified, can't you tell? What? Does the tired family specialize in raising people like you who only know how to eat and drink?"
The fur man also said with a smile: "It is said that the shopkeeper of this Ghost Street Tianxia Pharmacy is not old, but he is very capable. When I see him today, he is indeed well-deserved. Huang Wei, I am here to give shopkeeper Li a warning. Cemen Great changes are coming, and Shopkeeper Li has a bright future, so I hope you won’t get on the wrong boat and end up dead in the world.”
"Is this the intention of the leader of the Kumen? Or is it the intention of one of the seniors of the Kumen?"
"Is there any difference?" Huang Wei sneered and put down five banknotes: "I advise shopkeeper Li not to ask so much. This is all. Goodbye."
After Huang Wei left, I immediately went to the second floor.
I found that this ghost street had a lot of new faces throughout the morning, including vendors, barbers, delivery people, and taxi drivers.
These kinds of professions are all microcosms in the old society.
For example, the person who sets up a stall selling literature and toys is a person from the Cemen, and it is also a way for the Cemen to find out information.
Barbers, bodyguards, and rickshaw drivers are also the largest retail investors in the world today. During the Republic of China, delivery relied on plaques hanging on the door. Taxi drivers and barbers were neutrals, but these two types of people were the same as Goulan. people are very close.
Without him, the taxi driver would solicit customers from hook-up girls, and the one who shaves his head...
People from all walks of life come to have their heads shaved, and those who have their heads shaved also have their own way of talking. They can get the information they want in a few words. As for the way to exchange information with Goulan Girl.
Everyone who understands understands.
All the three sects and nine sects in the world have noticed the big change in Cemen, and they all want to come out and do something.
But the most noteworthy thing is the tired door.
Because Weimen practices medicine to help the world, his status in the world is extremely high.
Moreover, the tired family not only includes wandering doctors, but also includes current hospitals, and even ancient shamans, etc. Anyone who uses various methods to treat people will belong to the tired family.
Therefore, the status of Kumen in the world is second only to Jingmen, because no one can get sick from eating grains. Once they get sick, they have to turn to Kumen. They don’t care if you are still okay. If they save you on their own behalf, Even if they extract your marrow and pluck your kidneys behind your back, there is nothing you can do.
After all, there is a saying in the martial arts world that we have been members of the same family since ancient times.
However, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a serious differentiation between the inside and outside of the tired family. Those who had excellent medical skills such as regular doctors and hospitals fell into internal fatigue; while those who sold fake medicines, those who specialized in treating terminal illnesses, and those who sold ancestral secret recipes that could cure all diseases were all They are externally exhausted people, and these people are basically charlatans.
But whether it is internal fatigue or external fatigue, minor illnesses can be cured, but serious illnesses cannot be cured. The result is that the patient's illness is not cured, the person dies, and the money is taken away by the exhausted disciples. After the patient dies, the patient's wife and children There is no money left to live on.
Therefore, whoever meets a disciple of the Kumen will shed his skin. This is also the origin of the word "ti" in the Kumen.
The last time I heard Zhou Ya say that his father was ill, he was like a candle in the wind and a light in the rain.
Based on what Huang Wei said at the joint meeting, it is basically certain that Weimen has joined forces with Zhou Ya’s half-sister to help her seize the position of leader of the family. This will increase Zhou Ya’s chances of winning. Very little.
Moreover, the illness of the old leader of the tired family might have been caused by these people.
After all, after today's weak families are intervened by capital, internal and external fatigue are no longer separate.
I took out my cell phone to contact Zhou Ya and told me that Wei Men had intervened. She asked me to wait and would come over soon.
In less than half an hour, she arrived.
As soon as Feng Feng entered the door, he said: "You opened this medicine store, do you really know medical skills?"
"Otherwise, how could Xiao Wanfa be doing well?"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"You didn't even ask," I confessed.
"Then you come with me." She pulled me and got into the car: "If I had known you had medical skills, I would have come to find you. I suspect someone has tampered with my father's medicine."
In the car, Zhou Ya said that she always thought that I could cure Xiao Wanfa just because I was also a burglar and knew the southern sect's art of poisoning. She didn't expect that I also knew medical skills.
I said that the thieves, regardless of whether they are from the southern or northern sect, all know some medical skills.
She rolled her eyes and said that after her father drank the medicine last night, his whole body suddenly convulsed, blood gushed out from his mouth, and he was on the verge of dying. Fortunately, the leader of the tired family saved his life.
I said, "Just now, a man named Huang Wei came to me and asked me not to interfere. He probably wanted me not to treat your father, right?"
"Then can you cure it?" She turned her head and winked at me.
"For my woman's sake, treat it."
She smiled and pecked at me, but her smile couldn't hide the scowl between her brows.
She's not happy, but I'm happy.
Nothing else, because the rivers and lakes have begun to become chaotic, which is what I want to see the most, and the more chaotic the rivers and lakes, the more benefits it will bring to me.
Arriving at the private hospital in Cemen, I followed Zhou Ya into the ward.
There were three or five people standing in the room. A white-haired old man was sitting on the side of the bed, diagnosing the pulse of the skinny patient on the bed.
Zhou Ya said that the white-haired old man was Huang Yong, the leader of the tired family, and the one on the bed was her father, Zhou Zongyun.
Then she said hello: "Grandpa Huang, how is my dad's illness?"
"Not optimistic." Huang Yong glanced at Zhou Ya, and then asked: "Who is this kid behind you?"
"My boyfriend." Zhou Ya admitted generously.
These four words also made the man on the bed slowly open his eyes.
Zhou Ya bypassed Huang Yong and stepped forward to hold Zhou Zongyun's hand: "Dad, haven't you always wanted to know who my sweetheart is? It's him, the shopkeeper of Tianxia Pharmacy, and he's the one who pressed Qianmen so hard that he couldn't even lift his head. The person who made Zhou Chu angry."
Zhou Zongyun glanced at me, and I took two steps forward and called him uncle.
Then I sat where Huang Yong was sitting just now and reached out to take his pulse.
After a while, I let go of my hand and shook my head at Zhou Ya: "People have reached the point where no medicine can cure them. The entire lungs are completely necrotic. Even if Mr. Sun Simiao comes down to earth himself, it will be difficult to cure him. If the medicine is used properly, he can probably survive for a week. Expect."
Huang Yong watched me diagnose my pulse, then gave a conclusion and asked, "Does my little friend know medical skills?"
"I know a little bit about it. I have studied it for a few years with my elders in the family."
"Oh? Then your family must be full of tired people, right? Which family are you from?"
"I'm not a tired person."
I have a pretty good impression of Huang Yong. He has a kind face and clear eyes. He has no harmful intentions. I think the person who just threatened me must be a servant of another director of the tired family.
Seeing what I said, Huang Yong looked a little regretful.
I added: "But I have been fascinated by the tired door for a long time."
