After being forced to leave the marriage, I became the wife of a top scholar.

Chapter 123 Got an idea
As expected, the clinic's business was still bad the next day.

Bai Wanqing looked at Doctor Zheng, who immediately sat up straight. "Master, you asked me to go find those old acquaintances yesterday, and I have already done so."

"When they heard that Dr. Luo was in charge, they were all willing to help promote our clinic."

"That's right! Nobody comes to the clinic unless they're sick!"

Dr. Zheng made it very clear that the absence of patients today had nothing to do with him.

Bai Wanqing sighed softly, "I understand!"

"Wait, didn't you say there were many patients the Fang family wouldn't treat? Why haven't we seen them come?" Bai Wanqing suddenly remembered.

Dr. Zheng: How did he know?

Seeing that Doctor Zheng looked blank, Bai Wanqing could only give up and said, "I'll think of another way."

Bai Wanqing then led Fengniang to the backyard, and Doctor Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Wanqing and Feng Niang randomly found an empty room and started chatting.

"Tell me, how old was your son when he was sold, and what was his name?"

"What does he/she look like? What are his/her distinguishing features?"

Feng Niang was surprised by Bai Wanqing's directness. She was quite moved to see Bai Wanqing taking notes while asking questions.

She seems to have found a good master.

Without further hesitation, Fengniang carefully described the scene when her son was sold.

Bai Wanqing found the description simple, basically the same as what the brokerage shopkeeper said, but when it came to her son's characteristics, Feng Niang's description was less than satisfactory.

"Madam, my son Pan Husheng is extremely handsome, with fair skin, bright eyes, and most importantly, a high nose and delicate lips."

"Back then, all the guests who came to our Chunfenglou restaurant praised Hu Zi for his good looks."

"He could be described as having the looks of Pan An."

Bai Wanqing originally wanted to draw a portrait of the person described by Feng Niang, but now she didn't know how to start.

Bai Wanqing rubbed her forehead and said, "Fengniang, what I mean is, does he have any unique features that others don't have? Like a birthmark or something?"

Feng Niang immediately understood Bai Wanqing's meaning, "Yes! There is a birthmark. There is a brown birthmark on his right wrist. The color is not dark. If you don't look closely, you can't really see it."

Bai Wanqing finally understood why such a shrewd woman would be sold out by her husband. When she saw Fengniang mention Pan Hu, she could deeply feel the woman's blind infatuation.

She had no choice but to guide Fengniang step by step to make the correct description.

Fortunately, she was a good painter, and the two of them worked all morning to finally finish painting Pan Hu's portrait. However, the person in the portrait was far from the handsome Pan An that Feng Niang had described.

Bai Wanqing held the painting and repeatedly confirmed with Fengniang: "Fengniang, look, does the person in this painting look like your son?"

Fengniang glanced at the painting in Bai Wanqing's hand and froze. Her eyes reddened and her voice choked with emotion. She nodded vigorously and said, "It's like him! Madam, you painted my son."

Bai Wanqing nodded and put the portrait away. "Alright, I'll find some craftsmen to make a copy of this portrait, and then I'll ask Lord Lin to help you find it."

Feng Niang was moved, but at that moment she was staring at Bai Wanqing's sleeve.

Bai Wanqing coughed lightly and said, "If you also want this portrait, I'll give you one after I've finished copying it."

Feng Niang was taken aback, then nodded heavily.

After the two finished talking about Pan Hu, Bai Wanqing went to the front hall again for a walk, and the situation at the clinic was no better than before.

"Still no patients have come?" Bai Wanqing asked Doctor Zheng.

Dr. Zheng sighed softly, "Yes! No."

The two then sighed together and looked out the window. They watched as people came and went at the entrance, but no one entered their clinic.

“If everyone in the world were healthy, and our clinic had no business, I could have a different mindset,” Bai Wanqing suddenly remarked.

Dr. Zheng: If everyone in the world were free from illness, then there would be no need for doctors. You can't cut off the livelihood of all clinics just because your clinic isn't doing well.

Seeing that Bai Wanqing and Doctor Zheng were at a loss, Fengniang felt grateful for the great effort Madam had put into drawing a portrait to help her find her son. She took the initiative to suggest, "Madam, I have a humble opinion about the current situation of our clinic. I wonder if Madam would be willing to listen to it."

Bai Wanqing looked at Feng Niang, whose eyes were bright. "However, I used my methods to run restaurants before. I don't know if they will be applicable to a medical clinic."

Bai Wanqing perked up, "Fengniang, just tell us what your idea is. We can discuss whether it's feasible or not."

Fengniang immediately perked up, "When my family first opened a restaurant, business wasn't good, so I thought I'd let everyone come and try it out first, so I organized a tasting event."

Upon hearing this, Doctor Zheng shook his head. "Fengniang, this is a clinic, not a restaurant. It's not appropriate to let patients try the medicine. That way, it won't be the right treatment and could harm others."

Fengniang waved her hand and said, "Of course we can't give the pills to others to try!" "But we can make some medicine pouches for others to use! As far as I know, many elderly people don't sleep well at night, so we can make some calming medicine pouches to give to them first."

"Although everyone is afraid of the Fang family and refuses to come to our clinic for treatment, these kinds of small items are taken here and that's it. Even if the Fang family wants to make a fuss, they're just freebies they picked up on the street."

Dr. Zheng still felt it was inappropriate, "But what's the point of doing this? Besides increasing the clinic's expenses, it doesn't seem to bring in any real patients!"

Fengniang fell silent, because the current situation of the clinic was indeed different from when she ran the restaurant. Running a restaurant was all about popularity. Once many people knew about your restaurant and tasted the dishes, if the taste was good, the business would naturally be good.

Even if the taste is just average, if the portion is large and the price is reasonable, it will sell well.

But this gave Bai Wanqing an idea, "Feng Niang's idea is great!"

Doctor Zheng turned to look at Bai Wanqing, "Boss, what's so good about this kind of business that loses money but only makes a name for itself?"

"Dr. Zheng, think about it! Right now, aren't the only people who know about our century-old clinic just the passersby around here? There are many aristocratic families in Huaizhou City who don't know about it."

"Ordinary people may not dare to offend the Fang family, but few wealthy families are afraid of them. With Doctor Luo on duty, why would we be afraid they won't come?"

"If we can take on patients from these wealthy families, our reputation will spread. Ordinary people will see that we have established ourselves in Huaizhou City, and they will naturally feel more comfortable coming to us for treatment."

"dont you agree?"

Dr. Zheng hadn't expected to take such a roundabout approach, but upon closer examination, it seemed to be the only solution available at the moment.

"Alright! Let's do it!"

"But how can we let them know that our medicine pouches are from our clinic, and how can we let them know the name of Doctor Luo?" Doctor Zheng asked.

Bai Wanqing took a piece of paper and began to write and draw on it. Before long, she had finished drawing the appearance of the medicine bag.

“If we do it this way, we can naturally spread what we want to promote.”

Bai Wanqing handed the paper she had drawn to Doctor Zheng and Fengniang. Fengniang thought Bai Wanqing's idea was excellent, but Doctor Zheng was sweating a little. "The Luoshen Sleeping Pouch?"

"Yes! That's right! Our signature sleeping sachet."

After speaking, Bai Wanqing turned back to look at her grandmaster, "Grandmaster, what do you think of this name?"

Without even looking up, Old Man Luo said, "Goddess Luo, this is bad! Change it to Luo Feng."

Dr. Zheng: It's not that Dr. Luo is always low-key, it's not that Dr. Luo never cares about his reputation, and it's not that Dr. Luo's medicine is hard to come by.
Bai Wanqing nodded and changed the name on the paper to "Luo Feng's Sleeping Pouch".

"Then let's do it this way!"

Fengniang and Ruixin volunteered to make these embroidered pouches because the designs were simple and easy to make.

Because Old Man Luo used his own name, he was the one who provided the prescription.

Bai Wanqing and Doctor Zheng prepared the medicine according to Master Luo's prescription and sewed the medicine money into the medicine pouches made by Feng Niang and the others.

In no time, the group quickly got to work.

By evening, they had made quite a few medicine pouches. "We have about a hundred here. We'll distribute them tomorrow and see how they work."

Fengniang chimed in, "Madam, why don't I go and distribute them tomorrow? I've done it before when I ran a restaurant, so I have experience."

"And I will arrange my time well so that I won't miss cooking."

Bai Wanqing knew that Feng Niang was capable, so she naturally wouldn't refuse. "Then I'll have to trouble Feng Niang."

Just as the group was about to close the door and go home, a commotion suddenly broke out at the door.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way now!" a man's voice shouted urgently from outside the door.

Then they heard people on both sides of the pedestrians exclaim in surprise. Just as Bai Wanqing and the others were about to go out to check, they saw that the man had already arrived at the entrance of the clinic.

He looked up at the signboard. He couldn't read, but he saw the medicine cabinet inside. After confirming that it was a medical clinic, he carried the person inside and rushed in.

"Doctor! Please come quickly and save my mother!" the man said to Doctor Zheng.

Dr. Zheng immediately stood up and looked at the person behind the man. "I saw an old woman with gray hair, who was lying on the man's back, barely alive. Her condition was very bad."

Doctor Zheng glanced at the owner, and seeing her nod, he immediately led his men to the backyard.

"Quickly! Put her on the hospital bed." Doctor Zheng instructed the man to put the old woman down.

The man obediently put the person down. The old woman was probably shaken and started coughing violently. Soon, blood appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The man was immediately terrified. "Doctor, my mother is coughing up blood again!"

"Mother, you can't be hurt!" the man said, trying to throw himself at the old woman, but Doctor Zheng stopped him.

(End of this chapter)