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Chapter 11 You still say you are modern medicine?
Feng Xue muttered to herself about this seemingly good brand, but looking at the elderly women walking back and forth in wide-brimmed hats and whalebone skirts, panting and still walking, she finally couldn't get close to them. She only secretly complained in her heart:
"At a glance, there are already seven or eight middle-aged women in Western-style clothes. Considering the price of perfume, it's unlikely that these women visit the perfume shop every day for socializing. If I just happened to run into them, it would be too coincidental. This can only mean that this store's normal customer flow is like this. So, it seems that there are quite a few wealthy people in this small county town."

I reviewed the knowledge points I had looked up when I was writing a book in my previous life, and finally I could only think of two possibilities -

1. This county town has an airport or dock nearby, or it is itself a major transportation route, and has made a lot of wealth by leveraging its geographical advantages.

Second, among the current leaders of this county, there is a person with a powerful background, who has attracted a large number of wealthy businessmen to invest and set up factories here, boosting the economy.

Besides that, there were also possibilities like tourist attractions, but considering the undeveloped barren mountain he crossed, that could basically be ruled out...

"and many more!"

Feng Xue suddenly remembered that there are supernatural powers in this world, so is there a possibility... that this county town is a Feng Shui treasure land?
"If that's really the case, then maybe we can really find a master in this county!"

Feng Xue had all kinds of thoughts in his mind, but he had already arrived at the door of the drug store. Looking at the sign of "Lan's Drug Store", Feng Xue shook off the pancake crumbs on his hand and simply pushed the door open and went in.

"Do you want to get medicine or see a doctor?" As Feng Xue stepped through the door, accompanied by the sound of a crisp bell, he heard a question that seemed a bit excited. Looking up, he found that the decoration of this pharmacy was quite interesting. On the left was the kind of wooden medicine cabinet commonly seen in Chinese medicine stores, and on the right was a structure similar to an aluminum-steel medicine rack, with brown glass bottles placed on it.

The person who spoke was wearing a white coat and standing at a consultation table in front. She was wearing a mask on her face. Although it covered most of her face, judging from the distance between her eyebrows and her facial contours, she should not be too ugly. She was standing in the middle of the pharmacy at this time, but what Feng Xue cared more about was the number of 30,000 days above her head.

"He can live to be over a hundred years old. Considering his young age, he must have some real skills." Feng Xue nodded secretly in his heart and immediately said in a formal manner:

"You are... Miss Lan?"

"If possible, I hope you can call me Doctor Lan. I have a medical license, although almost no one here recognizes it." Doctor Lan pointed to the "photo frame" on the consultation table, which contained a medical qualification certificate.

However, looking at the string of English letters above, Feng Xue guessed that even if the people in this area wanted to recognize it, they might not be able to understand it!

As if feeling that his opening remarks were a bit outrageous, Dr. Lan pulled out a stool in front of the table, motioning Feng Xue to sit down, and then forcibly dragged the topic back on track:
"I see you're in good spirits, are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing that Doctor Lan had already started preparing a very classical-looking blood pressure monitor without saying anything, he quickly said:

"I'm not dizzy and my blood pressure is normal!"

"Hey, you know him?" Doctor Lan raised his eyebrows, then took a closer look at Feng Xue's outfit and said in surprise:

"Stranger?"

"So you haven't even looked at me straight in the eye for all this time?" Feng Xue complained in her heart, but she still said honestly: "Well, I'm traveling. I heard that Doctor Lan's family tradition..."

"Stop!" Doctor Lan immediately said with a serious face:

"Looking at you, I thought you were highly educated. How could you believe this? I studied modern medicine. Whether it's Chinese or Western medicine, it's all medical skills, not some panacea bestowed by immortals!"

Having said this, Doctor Lan took two deep breaths, as if suppressing his emotions, and then said:

"Forget it, I'm a doctor, I shouldn't be like this. Tell me, what's the problem?"

"I only have nine years to live."

Feng Xue didn't care much about Dr. Lan's mental journey, speaking honestly. But Dr. Lan had left Feng Xue feeling completely lost. She'd seen plenty of patients who'd come in and say they were dying, but she'd never seen one that lasted nine years. "So detailed?" With a simple question, the somewhat frivolous demeanor suddenly vanished. Only then did Feng Xue realize, "This is a real doctor!"

"Well, my situation is probably a curse. If you insist that you only know medical skills, then I'll have to go somewhere else."

Feng Xue had no intention of beating around the bush with the doctor and spoke directly.

Doctor Lan was silent for a moment, but still pointed to the pulse pillow on the table and said:

"Anyway, let me check it out first."

The room suddenly became quiet, with only the faint sounds of breathing and heartbeats. Feng Xue was about to turn on the over-the-shoulder view to see if he could find anything different, but suddenly he felt his fingers tremble.

No, not the index finger, but...

Ring.

It’s the little white snake!

"interesting!"

The over-the-shoulder perspective unfolded, and Feng Xue controlled the field of vision to rotate slowly. Suddenly, he noticed that Doctor Lan was taking the pulse with one hand, but her toes were tapping lightly at a frequency almost like stepping on an electric switch. Turning again, he found that her left hand, which seemed to be placed aside, seemed to be pinching some kind of seal.

"Good fellow, you said you studied modern medicine?"

Feng Xue secretly complained in her heart, but suddenly saw a faint halo appearing on her body that did not exist from a normal perspective.

The halo slowly enveloped Dr. Lan's entire body. His originally ordinary features suddenly took on a sense of otherworldliness.

"What a powerful spell!"

The voice that reached Feng Xue's ears was still that of Doctor Lan, but the tone was like that of a different person. His extraordinary eyes swept over Feng Xue, especially lingering for a moment on the ring transformed from the little white snake, before he said:
"You have two curses on you, both of which shorten your lifespan, but... did you get the latter one on purpose?"

"An expert!" Feng Xue saw that the other party could see clearly, and a little hope suddenly rose in his heart, and he immediately said:

"That's right. When I was infected, I had no other choice but to try any possible means..."

"I can see that, but it's a lucky coincidence." "Doctor Lan" nodded and said in a somewhat conscientious tone:
"Though the two spells are powerful, I don't know if the caster is dead or for some other reason, they are now as useless as floating duckweed. I can help you dissolve them, but I can't do anything about the life span that's already been lost."

Feng Xue's newly ignited hope was dashed, but compared to the despair he felt when he first crossed over and had only sixty days left to live but no way out, this little disappointment was nothing.

However, considering that the other party would not be aimless, he still asked: "Then what is the difference between breaking the curse and not breaking it?"

Doctor Lan heard this, and his eyes showed a playful look:
"The difference is, if you don't break the curse, no matter how much you replenish, you can only live for another nine years. Forget about even a day longer. If you break the curse, you can live a few more days by taking good care of your health."

(End of this chapter)