fifth form

Chang'an City is very large, as long as you enter the bustling crowd, even the government will find it difficult to accurately find someone.

Correspondingly, after Zhang Xuezhou escaped, he had nothing to worry about at all, and he was not afraid of the woman's revenge.

Even the other party was still injured, so it was impossible to spend time chasing and killing a person who wandered and slept on the street like him.

"Cousin, it's no use getting up early!"

In the middle of the night, he was dragged by Zhang Xuezhou and found a good location in Xishi, but Rong Tianding felt that it was of no use.

They have been yelling all morning from early morning to now, and patients who have not injured their arms or legs at all have come to seek treatment.

Standing among a group of uncles and aunts selling vegetables and millet, Rong Tianding felt that doing business was too difficult.

He gnawed on the millet cakes he bought, and felt that he didn't earn any money, but he spent a lot of money.

"It's normal for us to have no reputation and no business when we first arrived here." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "You don't know that when I set up a stall in Shujun City, I had endless patients and countless money. Life is much easier .”

Zhang Xuezhou talked about his past experience.

He did very well in Shujun City. Through Dong Zhongshu, he made friends with Wenweng, the governor of the county, and met Zhao Liang, Mr. Zhao and others, which led to him earning the wealth of a house in Chang'an City in just a few days.

What disappointed Zhang Xuezhou was that there was no local tyrant like Mr. Zhao in Chang'an City.

Even if he found a better location in West Market, and there was a pharmacy not far away, he didn't see any qualified customers.

What Rong Tianding said is correct, most people don't get sick, and when they fall ill, they are almost dead.

The business of the pharmacy is not good, let alone his business of treating bruises.

Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to cheer up Rong Tianding, so that the other party should not be discouraged, after all, their life will get better and better in the future.

"Maybe I'm too bad, good things won't happen to me, only more unlucky ones will fall into my hands!"

Zhang Xuezhou thought about it in his heart, and shouted loudly there again.

He can't do without yelling, he still has a bag to carry things, and Rong Tianding carries a cloth bag, the coils in the bag will be gone when they are used up, and the family property can't last for a few days.

They are now reduced to sleeping on the street, and they will not even be able to afford food in a few days.

Zhang Xuezhou absolutely didn't want to fall into a worse situation, so it's no surprise that he tried his best to attract customers.

"Healers come and see, fall... bruises, ancestral secret recipes for bruises, stop bleeding immediately!"

Zhang Xuezhou elongated his voice, and he had a unique style among the cries of hawking one after another, and his voice continued to spread.

But yelling is yelling, and business is business. After a while, he lowered his voice and erected a stone slab in front of him.

"It's hurt from the bruise!"

Rong Tianding took it and yelled loudly.

"Cousin, cousin, here for business!"

When the sun went down in the afternoon, Zhang Xuezhou began to think about which street to sleep on, only to let Tian Ding Daxi pull his clothes.

"How can there be any business?" Zhang Xuezhou asked anxiously.

"I just saw a girl went to the pharmacy," Rong Tian Ding Xi said.

"What does it have to do with us if he goes to the pharmacy?" Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "Besides, he didn't lose an arm or a leg!"

"That girl is not an ordinary girl, she still wears a short sword, maybe she just went to the pharmacy with an injured arm and a broken leg!"

After Rong Tianding happily finished his guess, seeing that Zhang Xuezhou didn't agree with it, he couldn't help but walked dozens of steps, and then squatted outside the pharmacy to yell.

"My cousin has a thicker skin than me in business!"

Zhang Xuezhou always thought that he had a thick skin and his lower limit was very low, but he didn't expect that Rong Tianding's lower limit was even lower. He just ran to the door of a pharmacy to grab business.

Zhang Xuezhou was not optimistic about this kind of thing, but what surprised him was that Rong Tianding actually brought the woman who was seeing a doctor here.

"Cousin, look, the doctor is here." Rong Tianding yelled, and smiled at the woman, "My cousin's ancestral secret recipe is specially for bruises, and any bleeding disease can be cured once!"

"Your secret recipe is somewhat miraculous. If it can cure my illness, I will definitely not be stingy with money!"

The woman does not wear makeup, but her face is extremely delicate, and her figure also exudes youthful beauty.

The opponent was wearing a light-colored plain suit, with a dagger pinned to his waist, and the hilt of the dagger was tied with a silk thread, obviously capable of throwing short distances.

This kind of short weapon is dangerous when fighting, but it has the function of throwing and it is a little safer, which is very suitable for women's self-defense.

It is not easy to practice this kind of dagger well, and some injuries are inevitable.

Seeing the woman come to seek medical treatment, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had set up a stall in the wrong place, and he had to go to the martial arts gyms where he learned martial arts and practiced martial arts.

He sat up straight and quickly assumed the appearance of a doctor.

"Where did the girl hurt?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"You are a doctor who treats diseases, so you can't even see my injuries?" the woman asked with a frown.

"My secret recipe treats internal and external injuries, but I see that your limbs are healthy, your head has never been injured, and you don't see any bleeding. You are embarrassing me." Zhang Xuezhou asked: "Or do you have any family members who need treatment? Although I am Set up a stall here, but also provide door-to-door service!"

"Your doctor is not as good as that old man in the pharmacy." The woman shook her head and said, "He just looked at me a few times, smelled it, and then prescribed me medicine!"

"Prescribe medicine after seeing you for a few minutes and smelling it?" Zhang Xuezhou was surprised: "Wouldn't it be a quack doctor to prescribe medicine casually like this?"

"But the medicine he prescribed can indeed cure my disease." The woman said, "I just came to take a look after hearing your hello from you, I didn't expect that you are not even qualified to see a doctor!"

"Whether the disease is cured or not depends on the curative effect." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hands and said, "It doesn't matter what you see or hear, what matters is that the effect of the treatment is immediate. I just need to test it to know whether the disease is real or not!"

"Your words are true!"

The woman finally nodded, no longer caring about Zhang Xuezhou's failure to understand her lesion through means such as looking and smelling, but pointed to her abdomen.

This made Zhang Xuezhou ponder for a few seconds.

"Are you sick..."

In the end, he felt that women need science education, menstruation is not a big deal, and bleeding is normal when this kind of thing comes.

If he stopped the other party's blood with a tai halal technique, it would not be in line with the physiological situation.

"I'll give you a tael of gold if it's cured!"

Before Zhang Xuezhou's advice was spoken, he took it back abruptly.

His medical ethics are indeed not high.

For money's sake, he had to take the job.

No matter how good the medical ethics are, he must solve the problems of food and housing in order to develop them.

A tael of gold is consistent money, almost one-tenth of the price of ordinary real estate in Chang'an City.

When encountering this kind of rich girl, Zhang Xuezhou's medical ethics have long been thrown away somewhere.

In such an awkward position, Zhang Xuezhou is also thankful that he has enough cultivation to be able to cast spells from a certain distance.

"Girl please sit down!"

Zhang Xuezhou sat upright, chanting words in his mouth, mana condensed between his fingers.

After the tai halal technique was completed, he stretched out his hand and printed it.

Zhang Xuezhou's heart trembled unavoidably when the woman exclaimed softly.

He watched the continuous output of mana he used, and felt the position of the opponent's abdomen, and felt that the bleeding after the opponent's menstruation was a bit excessive.

This is simply a few cuts directly on the lower body, and he needs to heal the wound.

If it weren't for the woman's physical fitness, Zhang Xuezhou felt that an aunt like the other party would be put into the coffin if she came here.