"Bro, actually, this isn't too bad either." Yan Liuyuan smiled and said, "No matter what the effects are, there's still money to be made."
Ren Xiaosu was unhappy. He lowered his voice and said, "Is this a matter of making money? How many times do you expect to receive sincere gratitude? "
Ren Xiaosu understood this very well. If he were to rely on this effect to buy medicine, the chances of him receiving sincere gratitude would be much lower than if he were to treat a patient and save someone. Only someone like Old Wang, who yearned for spring, would say a word of thanks.
Besides, was his goal to make money? No, he still needed to be thanked. Without gratitude, there would be no black medicine.
Ren Xiaosu said a little angrily, "If I treat patients and save people, the people in town will have to be polite to me when they see me. Look at how many people that kid from the clinic has killed, but no one dares to do anything to him? Why? Because he's the only doctor in town! "
"Bro, you're right." Yan Liuyuan agreed obediently. Actually, he did not really care about it. In any case, he knew … they were going to start getting rich soon!
"And most importantly," Ren Xiaosu said, "if I treat patients and save people, people will address me as Dr. Ren when they see me. But if I don't treat patients and save people, what will they call me behind my back? Hey, that medicine seller … "
It sounded like their social statuses were not the same, alright?!
Yan Liuyuan finally could not hold it in any longer. He rocked back and forth with laughter in the shack. "Bro, you sure have a lot of inner drama going on."
However, what Ren Xiaosu did not know was that Old Wang did not use the medicine he sold to him. After all, Old Wang had not found a mistress yet.
There was nothing unusual about the bottle containing the black medicine. It was just a small, ordinary porcelain bottle that could be found in town. The original bottle that contained the black medicine was made of glass and had a very high level of craftsmanship. Ren Xiaosu was worried that this thing would arouse suspicion again. After all, there was no one in town who sold such bottles.
The small porcelain bottle was handed over from Wang Fugui to the town administrator, who was also one of the people who had come out of the stronghold.
Old Wang thought to himself that Ren Xiaosu might not understand the value of this thing, but he did.
What was the most important place for the black medicine to be taken orally? Were they the men from town? No.
Although the men in town barely had enough to eat and some of them were skinny, the problem was that everyone worked hard every day. Even though they were skinny, they were still in good health.
As long as they exercised more, it was very easy to maintain the body's metabolic skills and organ functions, so men did not really need this stuff.
The people who needed this the most were actually the "dignitaries" in the stronghold.
Wang Fugui sneakily handed the black medicine to the superintendent sent by the stronghold. The superintendent knew what was good and what was bad. Their daily job was to keep an eye on any abnormalities in town, so he also knew about Tie Tou licking the black medicine last night.
However, the manager didn't use it either. Instead, he gave it to his boss after he returned home that night.
In the end, no one knew where the small porcelain bottle of black medicine went.
Ren Xiaosu knew nothing about this. He used another gratitude token to exchange for a bottle of black medicine and got his Sister Xiaoyu to go to town to get a piece of white linen cloth. Then he used black thread to embroider the words "Clinic" on it. Below it, he also embroidered the words "Specializing in treating knife wounds, a benevolent doctor."
And just like that, the clinic was set up.
When he was embroidering the cloth, Sister Xiaoyu asked Ren Xiaosu if he wanted to embroider the words "Magic Hands to Bring Back the Spring." Ren Xiaosu quickly declined as he was a little sensitive to the word "spring" at the moment.
Ren Xiaosu's life gradually got back on track. In the morning, he would go out to pick herbs. During the day, he would treat patients in his shack. At night, he would teach survival classes. After that, he would take Yan Liuyuan's notes and do his homework.
Although his clinic didn't have any business, the problem was that he couldn't just sit here. If a patient came, Sister Xiaoyu wouldn't be able to handle it by herself.
He really wanted to sit in the spacious and bright classroom like Yan Liuyuan and study. But if he went to study, what would happen to Yan Liuyuan and his Sister Xiaoyu?
In this family, there had to be a wish to sacrifice himself.
The next day, Ren Xiaosu sat in the shack with the curtains lifted and closed his eyes to rest. Sister Xiaoyu was sewing and mending behind him. Sister Xiaoyu would sometimes lament that the brothers had never mended the holes in their clothes before. How did they accumulate so many of them?
At this moment, someone ran over from the other side of the dirt road. One of his arms was bleeding.
Ren Xiaosu's eyes lit up. "You might die if you don't treat this injury."
However, that person didn't even look at Ren Xiaosu. At this moment, everyone subconsciously felt that it was better to go to the clinic for treatment. That place was more authoritative. Moreover, everyone's impression of Ren Xiaosu was that he was a medicine seller rather than someone who could treat knife wounds.
At this moment, the long-awaited voice from the palace rang out in his mind. "Quest: Treat one patient."
Ren Xiaosu stood up and said in a melancholic tone, "I'm sorry."
After saying that, Sister Xiaoyu saw Ren Xiaosu run out. In less than a minute, she saw Ren Xiaosu carrying the man back.
Ren Xiaosu said to the patient in a pleasant tone, "The doctor in that clinic is a swindler. I carried you over to save you, understand?"
The man had lost a lot of blood and did not have much strength left in his body. He nearly collapsed when Ren Xiaosu pressed him down.
At this moment, another two men came running over from the opposite side of the dirt road. They were both covered in blood. Ren Xiaosu was taken aback. "Did you guys get into a gang fight?"
When the man who was being pressed down heard this, he explained, "No, the boiler in the factory exploded! Our injuries are considered light, and we can still run back here on our own. But some people probably couldn't have made it on the spot. "
Ren Xiaosu nodded in silence. These days, no one would be kind enough to take you to the hospital for treatment if you got injured in the factory. What they were thinking was that if you died, all your belongings would belong to them.
"Come, Sister Xiaoyu, sterilize the needle first," Ren Xiaosu said. Although he did not have to worry about the infection, he still had to put on a show for the patient, right? With that, he went out again. This time, he came back with two men.
Ren Xiaosu pressed the three of them down with both his hands and one leg. The three of them had nothing to live for anymore. They had really suffered from their injuries. Otherwise, Ren Xiaosu would not have been able to hold them down.
Besides, they actually knew that Ren Xiaosu could treat their wounds here. They were just used to going to the clinic. Now that they could not move, they simply stopped moving.
Then, the three of them saw Sister Xiaoyu put down the sewing in her hands. She took the needle she used to sew clothes and put it over the fire to burn it. The needle was longer, so she would not burn her hand even if she held the end of the needle.
"Do we just sew it?" Sister Xiaoyu asked timidly.
"Yes, it's just like sewing clothes." Ren Xiaosu smiled and said, "It's pretty simple."
Sister Xiaoyu mustered up her courage and went to sew one of the men's wounds. As a result, there was a sizzling sound, and a burnt smell wafted from the man's skin.
The man asked in a trembling voice, "I can understand that you're using fire to sterilize the needle, but can you wait for the needle to cool down before you sew it?"
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