The concubine is not easy to mess with: The prince chases his wife at the crematorium

Chapter 170 Jishitang healed people to death
In the Jishi Hall, the old doctor saw Shen Qinghuan coming and rushed out: "Madam, you are here!"

Shen Qinghuan nodded, the veil covering her entire expression.

She looked around. It had been a few days since she came here, and the number of people in Jishi Hall seemed to have increased a lot.This Jishi Hall was originally a large place. When she came here before, there were not many patients and it seemed a bit deserted.But now, patients are already lined up at the door.

The medicine boy who offended her before was no longer visible, and she didn't know if she was still working in Jishi Hall.Not far away, four partitions were made, two of which were sitting with two doctors, about forty years old, diagnosing people. In front of the medicine cabinet, there were four little medicine boys, who were grabbing and weighing medicines. .

"Dr. Chen, Jishitang's business has been good recently!"

The last time she came to sign the contract, she knew that this old doctor was sexually active.

Dr. Chen touched his white beard, and the smile on his face made the wrinkles more obvious: "This is all thanks to my wife!"

This is not a compliment, he is telling the truth!

Doctor Chen welcomed Shen Qing into the inner hall and took out the account book: "Madam, look, this is the sales situation these days."

Shen Qinghuan looked at the account books in front of her and felt extremely happy. It seemed that her choice to cooperate with Dr. Chen was the right choice, because Dr. Chen was a meticulous and serious person.

There is not a single misdeed in the account book. I remember it very clearly. I know exactly who each Baijie Pill was sold to and how much it was sold for.

only……

"Doctor Chen, the medicinal materials required for this Baijie Dan are all common medicinal materials. Isn't it a bit...unkind to sell them so expensively?"

Doctor Chen directly set the price of the Baijie Pill at 80 taels a piece, but in fact, the cost price was only [-] taels or [-] yuan. This was calculated based on the price of Jishi Hall when she got the medicinal materials before.

Dr. Chen looked incomprehensible: "Madam is a good doctor, but running a medical clinic requires business strategies."

Shen Qinghuan raised his eyes and listened to him continue.

"At least nine out of ten people who buy Baijie Pill are wealthy people who prepare medicine. They want this Baijie Pill for emergencies. Only by earning their money can I make this Jishi Hall bigger. Not only will I not be impoverished, but I can still find half a day in seven days to do free clinics for the poor people nearby and sell them medicines below the market price, this is a good thing!"

Shen Qinghuan understood what he said.After all, doctors are also human beings, but many people regard doctors as gods.

I think doctors can live by their feelings and belief in serving the people, but in fact many doctors enter this industry with enthusiasm at first. However, even if doctors have excellent medical skills, there are times when they are unable to do anything. Coupled with the misunderstandings of patients and their families, Accusations, insults, even attacks.

Some who couldn't hold on, gradually became cold-hearted, or changed careers, or simply became a medical robot, or even became a profit-seeking executioner, but there are still some doctors who can still do it no matter what they have gone through. Forgetting her original intention, it was this group of people that pushed the medical industry to an unprecedented peak before she traveled through time.

"I understand your behavior and your approach. I am not accusing you of having a problem with your approach, but I am worried about the consequences."

Doctor Chen tilted his head in confusion: "What are the consequences?"

Shen Qinghuan said calmly: "A pill selling for 80 taels is quite expensive, and so many were sold in a short period of time, I'm afraid..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard a child's urgent voice outside the door: "Boss, boss, it's not good, it's not good, something happened, something happened..."

Doctor Chen was still listening to Shen Qinghuan's words, but the medicine boy's voice was urgent and anxious. As a doctor, he was very sensitive to such nervous and urgent voices. He subconsciously stood up and opened the door directly: "What's wrong?"

The kid was about ten years old, his face was green and tender, and his eyes were full of panic at this moment: "Someone came here carrying a coffin to make trouble, saying that our Jishi Hall has cured people to death!"

As soon as these words came out, Dr. Chen was so shocked that he couldn't even care about Shen Qinghuan and ran outside the house.

Shen Qinghuan also followed out.

Outside the door of Jishi Hall, it has become a mess. A bunch of people wearing sackcloth and mourning are blocking the door of Jishi Hall carrying a coffin. There is also a team of lock blowers, playing and singing sad music at the door, attracting the passersby. All stopped to watch.

Standing at the front was a middle-aged man. He pointed at the door of Jishi Hall and cried loudly.

"Everyone is here to judge me. My wife is suffering from lung disease. They all say that the doctor at Jishitang has great medical skills and can make a rare cure like Baijie Dan. I almost broke the bank and brought my wife to this Jishitang for treatment. And I grabbed a medicine at Jishitang yesterday and took the medicine last night. Within a quarter of an hour, she died! I pity Xiumei, poor Xiumei..."

(End of this chapter)