Chapter 48 The style of that sword(1/2)
Ning Chen didn't know how to explain, so he could only respond helplessly, "I fell to pieces."
The shopkeeper frowned and quickly stepped forward to grab the former's arm. After taking the pulse, his face became increasingly ugly.
"Is there any rescue?"
Ning Chen chuckled and asked.
"Don't say crazy"
The shopkeeper frowned and scolded, "The internal organs were damaged and even damaged the heart meridians. It was helpful, but it was really troublesome."
Ning Chen didn't care much and smiled, "I'm not in a hurry to get hurt. It's been a long time. You can take the pulse of the Ling girl first."
The shopkeeper then noticed the woman behind Ning Chen, and his face became a little strange. This kid brought different women with him every time he came, and each one was beautiful than the other.
Ning Chen didn't know what the shopkeeper was thinking, but seeing this weird smile, he could guess it.
"Meet by chance"
Ning Chen explained, "This shopkeeper is a bit disrespectful, and he is so old and still has such unrestrained thoughts."
"hehe"
The shopkeeper laughed informed, almost saying that he didn't believe it.
Ning Chen did not explain anymore, and rolled his eyes wide open, and he didn't believe it.
"Girl, please here"
The shopkeeper politely stretched out his hand and ignored Ning Chen, but looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and said.
Yue Ling followed the shopkeeper's arrangement and walked to the clinic in front of the clinic, sat down, covered her mouth and coughed a few times, then reached out her left hand.
The shopkeeper placed his hand on the woman's wrist, and for a long time, his brows frowned again.
"how"
Ning Chen turned his wheelchair and asked seriously.
He could tell that Yue Ling was in poor health, otherwise he wouldn't have to travel thousands of miles to the imperial city to look for a doctor.
"Girls need to be prepared"
The shopkeeper sighed softly and said politely.
After hearing the shopkeeper's words, Yue Ling's expression did not change much. She was used to it and had nothing to disappoint.
"How long will I have?" Yue Ling asked softly.
"At most one year," the shopkeeper replied honestly.
Yue Ling frowned, but said nothing. She knew her body very well. The year that the shopkeeper had said was the longest time.
Over the years, she has seen countless doctors and has taken countless magic pills, but unfortunately she has achieved little effect.
"Recently, a thousand-year-old blood ginseng king was collected in the pharmacy, but"
Speaking of this, the shopkeeper looked at Ning Chen and felt a little embarrassed. He had planned to give the ginseng to this kid just now.
"Give her, I have no money." Ning Chen poured himself a cup of tea and said lightly.
The Thousand Years of Blood Ginseng King was very expensive when he heard it, and it was a waste to eat it.
"How much silver?" Yue Ling did not refuse and asked.
"100,000 taels"
"Puff" Ning Chen sprayed out the tea that he drank into his mouth in one sip, and asked in disbelief, "How many?"
"100,000 taels" the shopkeeper said seriously again.
"Cough cough" Ning Chen was choked by the tea and coughed continuously. No wonder he was so unfair and generous at the time. He was so happy that he gave him a small ingot of five taels. It turned out that when someone took action, he would be able to make a business of 20,000 taels.
The shopkeeper looked at the woman in front of him and did not continue to speak. The price was not expensive. The price was the price when he received the ginseng king. Now the original price is sold for Ning Chen's sake.
Of course, if Ning Chen wants to buy it, it doesn’t matter how much money it costs.
The pharmacy belongs to the Changsun family, and the medicinal materials are naturally also from the Changsun family. He believes that compared with 100,000 taels of silver, the Empress will definitely not choose the latter.
After hearing the price, Yue Ling did not react too clearly and nodded, "Tomorrow, I will order someone to send the silver, and I hope the shopkeeper can keep this King of Governor for one day."
"Rich people"
Ning Chen sighed in his heart, "It's so annoying that people are more popular, and the amount of silver he has on him is no more than 100 taels, and he has stolen many people."
The shopkeeper thought for a while, got up and walked into the back hall, and soon came out with an exquisite wooden box in his hand.
"Since you and Brother Ning are old acquaintances, please take this King of Ginseng first, and the silver will be delivered tomorrow."
While speaking, the shopkeeper handed over the wooden box in his hand. Ning Chen's eyelids twitched as he watched from the side, 100,000 taels... If Yue Ling ran away with the thing, would the shopkeeper kill him?
Yue Ling looked at Ning Chen in surprise. She didn't expect that the latter had such a big face. One hundred thousand taels were not a small amount. Even she had to send someone to prepare for it for one day before she could deliver it.
Ning Chen smiled slightly as if he was a good character.
The shopkeeper prescribed another prescription for Yue Ling and took it with the King of Blood Ginseng. As for these medicinal herbs, they were not worth much, so they were all given.
Ning Chen was waiting aside, drinking free tea one cup after another.
In his eyes, Yue Ling is a wonderful person. He does not force life and death but does not give up, which really makes him look at him with admiration.
After the shopkeeper prescribed Yue Ling, he picked up a pen and prescribed another prescription for Ning Chen. There were not many medicinal materials, but they were all very precious.
"Eight hundred taels" the shopkeeper handed the Fangzi to Ning Chen and said lightly.
"Cough cough" Ning Chen took the prescription, looked at it for a long time, and pointed to the top medicinal herb. He said inconveniently, "This snowy diamond flower should be useless, why not remove it?"
The shopkeeper looked at the former with contempt and said, "This is the main medicine."
“…”
Ning Chen was speechless, his scalp was numb and continued to search, then pointed to a medicinal herb and tentatively said, "Why do you want to remove this?"
The contempt in the shopkeeper's eyes became stronger and stronger, and his tone was neither salty nor light, "This is a medicine guide, you can do it."
Ning Chen had a headache, so he made up his mind. The dead pig said, "I don't have enough money."
After the shopkeeper returned to the counter, he slammed the abacus and said without raising his head, "How many do you have?"
Ning Chen took out a small bag from behind with heartache, then poured it out loud, counted, and said weakly, "Seventy-five taels"
The shopkeeper slapped the beads a few times and said, "Leave five taels for you, pay seventy taels for you, and keep other accounts."
Ning Chen was reluctant to let it go, but he had no choice. He took out a small ingot of five taels with a look of pain and pushed the remaining silver over.
"Ningchen, owes 730 taels"
The shopkeeper took the account book from the upper right corner of the counter and neatly wrote eight big characters, a single page, so eye-catching.
Ning Chen's eyelids followed the pen in the shopkeeper's hand, jumping word by word. In just a short while, he had already owed such a huge sum of money.
He is not a rich man, he can't do anything except chopping wood, so when will the money be paid?
Ning Chen habitually ran away from his senses. He didn't even know when Yue Ling would launch him out of the pharmacy. He was worried about how to find a way to make some money.
As for the bonuses in Li'er's hands, he never thought of coming back, and he really couldn't afford to lose this person.
"Are you short of money?"
Behind the wheelchair, Yue Ling spoke softly, saying with a hint of curiosity that she was now becoming increasingly unable to understand the boy in front of her. The latter's thoughts seemed to be on the same line as most people.
"hehe"
Ning Chen scratched his head embarrassedly. He was afraid of lack of money. Since he came to this world, the thing he was most worried about was that he had no money.
When he was in the palace in the past, Changsun cut off all his money from him and left no money for him. The money he ran away was sponsored by the shopkeeper, and was eventually taken away by Yue Hanyi to pay off the debt.
"Where is Mr. Ning living?"
It was getting late, and Yue Ling was going back to rest. If it was not going well, she would prepare to part with her.
"Lingyan Pavilion" Ning Chen replied.
"Britain?" Yue Ling asked with a strange look on her beautiful face.
"Well" Ning Chen nodded awkwardly. He and Yue Ling met twice, and seemed to have nothing to do with the brothel.
"Let's go"
Yue Ling continued to push the wheelchair, and by chance, the places they lived were not far apart.
When the two arrived in front of Lingyan Pavilion, the sky was getting darker. The land on the banks of Yinshui River was the most prosperous area in the entire imperial city. Every inch of land was valuable, and at night, there were more people.
Li'er stood in front of the Lingyan Pavilion gate, looking around, her little face was a little anxious. It's so late, why hasn't that guy come back yet?
He wouldn't have been captured by the fierce woman that day again, would he?
Not long after, Yue Ling pushed Ning Chen and walked over. When Li'er saw it, she immediately walked up fiercely, put her hips on her hips and scolded, "When is it now, do you still know how to come back?"
"Haha" Ning Chen was even more embarrassed. He said, "The other party was a little girl, so he didn't say anything. It made a little girl scold him so hard that he didn't dare to say anything. It simply affected his image in Yue Ling's heart behind him.
In the end, Ning Chen decided to let the image die.
The little girl's artillery fire was very fierce, and she directly transitioned from drizzle to downpour, with thunder and lightning, which instantly extinguished the flame of resistance that Ning Chen had just ignited. It was not that our army was too incompetent, but that the enemy was too powerful.
To be continued...