What bad thoughts could a genius doctor have?

Chapter 25 Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

After leaving the house, He Chenhui became a gentle and elegant young man in the eyes of his elders. When he saw people, he smiled three times, bowed five times, and alienated the other two. He has mastered the distance between people very well.

"Brother Zhao, I came to see you, you have suffered!"

As soon as He Chenhui entered the door, he could vaguely smell a stuffy smell that had never seen the light of day. It was the smell of people who hadn't showered in the hot weather.

Enduring his nausea, he walked towards Zhao Xiaowu, patted him on the shoulder, and quickly let go.

When Zhao Xiaowu saw him, he was more excited than seeing his own mother, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-brother why did you come? I have been waiting for you!)"

He Chenhui looked at Zhao Xiaowu and frowned slightly. How can he communicate?

Hands can't write, mouth can't speak, even if Zhao Xiaowu knows something, he can't reveal it.

He Chenhui felt a little regretful, he might as well ask those boys who were recuperating at home.

Zhao Xiaowu obviously knew that he couldn't speak out, so he twisted his body suddenly and whimpered, pointing desperately at the inkstone on the table with his chin.

He can write, he wants to tell Brother He that the culprit is Shi Zhou, and everything is caused by Shi Zhou!
He wanted He Chenhui to tell his parents, tell his uncle, and let them avenge her!
That vicious slut Shi Zhou made him like this, he will never spare her!

He Chenhui guessed, "Do you want to write?"

He looked at Zhao Xiaowu's torso, no arms, how to write with a pen?
Zhao Xiaowu: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... (I can write with a pen in my mouth!)"

He opened and closed his mouth to He Chenhui, his mouth without a tongue looked very weird.

The two were indeed like-minded friends, and He Chenhui quickly understood what he meant, and he immediately called out to the door, "Come here, prepare paper and pens for your master!"

A concubine came in, spread the paper and rubbed the ink very obediently, she turned to go out, but was stopped by He Chenhui: "You wait for him to write."

Zhao Xiaowu had a sour smell, and He Chenhui disliked it very much, and didn't want to go forward at all, so he let the concubine serve him.

The concubine lowered her brows and followed suit, and she and another concubine carried the table to Zhao Xiaowu.

Zhao Xiaowu held the pen in his mouth and wanted to write with his mouth, but he thought beautifully, but it was difficult to move. Before he even started to write, the saliva started to flow down the pen holder.

He Chenhui turned his eyes away, his eyes are so hot, why did he see these things, "Brother Zhao, just write the important words."

Zhao Xiaowu nodded and drew a crooked window.

He Chenhui frowned, what is this?This is the window?Or say?Or is it the day?Or mouth?
What does he want to write?
Zhao Xiaowu is still working hard, the concubine holding the paper is staring at the frame, pursing the corners of her lips, is this...?
She is a daughter, and she didn't have a chance to study at home, but when she was young, she learned some simple characters with her neighbor's elder brother. When she looked at what Zhao Xiaowu wrote, her mind flashed, and suddenly she thought of Doctor Shi.

Could it be that Zhao Xiaowu just wanted to write the surname of Doctor Shi?

She looked at another sister. She didn't know what He Chenhui said to Zhao Xiaowu in the room before, but somehow she felt that what Zhao Xiaowu wanted to write was "time".

Zhao Xiaowu's saliva flowed down the barrel of the pen, diluting the ink, and he continued to draw persistently.

The words "written" are completely invisible, but the concubine still believes that Zhao Xiaowu's writing is the time of doctor "Shi".

He Chenhui looked at the word seriously, "Brother Zhao, what are you writing here?"

Zhao Xiaowu: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The concubine said softly beside her: "I can only recognize some simple characters, and it looks like Mr. Ming's surname to me."

When He Chenhui heard it, he thought it was true, "Brother Zhao, could it be that your injury has something to do with Ming Biao?"

Zhao Xiaowu shook his head desperately, "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh…

The concubine gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand to press Zhao Xiaowu, "Master, don't get excited, Mr. He knows what you mean. You are so excited, Mr. He doesn't even know what you mean."

He Chenhui had already retreated a few steps away, he smelled the foul smell on Zhao Xiaowu's body, and almost threw up, "Okay, I see, I will go to Ming Biao later, and I will definitely ask the matter clearly! "

Zhao Xiaowu: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... (It's not him, it's Shi Zhou!)"

But He Chenhui had already covered his nose and retreated to the door, "I'll come to see you another day, Brother Zhao, take a good rest."

With that said, He Chenhui left without looking back.

Looking at He Chenhui's back, Zhao Xiaowu struggled: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…

Early the next morning, as soon as Shi Zhou opened the door, he saw a young woman standing at the door. Isn't this one of Zhao Xiaowu's two concubines?

"Doctor Shi, my grandfather finished his medicine, I'll prescribe it for him." The concubine followed Shi Zhou into the house, and Shi Zhou dispensed her medicine.

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, the concubine recounted Zhao Xiaowu's writing yesterday, "Doctor Shi, those two people will get together to get together, I'm afraid they are planning something behind the scenes, you have to be careful!"

Shi Zhou glanced at my concubine, then she smiled and said, "Thank you for reminding me."

The little concubine saw that she didn't care, and said anxiously: "Doctor Shi, you must not underestimate them, those people can do anything."

Shi Zhou nodded again: "Okay, I will remember."

When he opened the door to see the money, Zhen Youfu envied and hated it. When he was sitting in the restaurant, there were not many patients who came to the door for a month. How come after the boss came, someone gave money as soon as he opened the door!
Shi Zhou took the strong man and fool to the market to buy medicinal materials. Last time she saw a medicinal material market in the market.

Dayou Mountain has a vast territory and rich resources, and there is a big medicine shop in the market, and all the drugstores and small drug dealers outside Dayou Mountain get their goods from there.

Shi Zhou was going to the big medicine store.

The fool was worried that the pup would be sent away by Zhen Youfu, so he insisted on hugging the pup, but Shi Zhou couldn't coax him down, so he had to let him hold it, anyway, he would be the one to carry the medicinal materials when the time came.

When he got to the street, Shi Zhou knew that there was a market yesterday, and today there are shops of major commercial firms that are exclusively for traders to buy in large quantities.

Shi Zhou also saw Zhu Han who was instructing his subordinates to move the porcelain, "Master Zhu?"

Zhu Han looked back and saw her, "Doctor Shi, are you here to buy some goods today?"

Without saying a word, Zhu Han suddenly bent down and picked up a big blue and white porcelain vase, "Doctor Shi, you are here, you put these two big vases in the medical hall, it's really spectacular!"

Shi Zhou: "...I'm here to purchase medicinal materials."

Zhu Han immediately said: "I happen to know a medicine dealer, but I can't leave now...Doctor Shi, why don't you go around first, don't rush to place an order, I've finished these, and I'll find you later? The medicinal materials are deep in the water, you are here for the first time, you are easy to be deceived!"

Shi Zhou waved his hand: "You are busy with your work, I will just take a look."

Medicinal materials are what patients want to eat, no more than other things, a few pairs of high-quality medicinal materials can make a patient heal, if they are replaced with inferior ones, eating too much will not only fail to cure the disease, but will actually hurt the body.

When Shizhou purchases goods, it only recognizes one quality.

Zhu Han is the only one who sells porcelain in large quantities on site, but there are many who sell medicinal materials, but they are all from the same chamber of commerce. There is competition, but the price is uniform. The rest depends on the quality and the eloquence of the boss.

Shi Zhou passed by the first store, grabbed a few slices of Panax notoginseng from the bag to check, and then put it back, she asked: "Shopkeeper, do you have panax notoginseng without yam?"

Panax notoginseng has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and I use it a lot. Shi Zhou planned to prepare more, but he shopped around, it would be beneficial to talk more.

In a place like Dayou Mountain, relying on abundant medicinal material resources, there are many large and small drug dealers, but there are not many people who understand the goods, and some people who buy them collude with the drug dealers for greedy money, and use inferior products to earn the difference.

The keeper of the goods took a look at Shi Zhou, scrutinized her carefully with a pair of triangular eyes, and then said: "Girl, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, my Sanchi is a top-notch product. Are you a spy sent by another firm? Destroy my goodwill, so that I can't do business here? Huh, I will report to the firm, so that you have no goods available locally!"

(End of this chapter)