Reborn as a farmhouse concubine, she raises a prince and is busy farming

"If you have extra money, I'd better give you the five cents medical fee."

"If you get medicine from Dr. Zhao, the money for the medicine must also be paid to Dr. Zhao. After all, medicine has a cost. If you are particularly poor and cannot afford the money, they are from the same village, so you can get something in exchange."

"Anything will do, wheat, agricultural products, whatever Dr. Zhao can use."

After hearing what Lin Chujiu said, the surrounding villagers agreed very much.

For more than ten years, Zhao Song has always calculated the medical fee for prescriptions at five cents.

Now that life is getting better, almost every family is not short of this money.

However, Lin Chujiu's consideration also gave some poor people hope.

What Zhao Song didn't expect was that the status of the master and the disciple immediately reversed - originally Lin Chujiu was helping him, but now, he was taking the medicine according to Lin Chujiu's prescription.

At this moment, Lin Chujiu felt a little difficult to adapt.

Being an attending doctor is too tiring, right?

Zhao Song's medicine is naturally effective, but it cannot be as precise and ruthless as Lin Chujiu's. Lin Chujiu's house just added a few more auxiliary medicines to help patients recover faster.

Therefore, as long as Lin Chujiu's prescription is taken according to the prescription, one dose of medicine will have immediate effects, making everyone feel miraculous.

So the villagers spontaneously began to spread the good news.

Lin Chujiu's therapeutic effect was so amazing that word of mouth spread in the village. Soon everyone in the originally small village had heard about it, and people from other villages also came to visit Lin Chujiu.

When the news reached the Lin family, things had changed outside. Lin Chu was almost a miracle doctor.

Mr. Lin coughed twice and praised helplessly: "Medical skills are so difficult, and Jiu'er has learned them. It's really not easy."

After the separation, everyone lived their own lives.

However, Mr. Lin's eyes gradually lost their luster. It's a pity that no matter how outstanding the child is, he has nothing to do with the old Lin family, but becomes more and more alienated.

After hearing this, Mrs. Lin Zhang was not happy at all. It was really sad that Lin Chujiu could make her teeth itch with hatred today.

How could a person who was once so clumsy and even afraid to speak, like a shrinking little slug, be able to do business and treat people like this so quickly?

Lin Chujiu is simply a liar!

Maybe Zhao Song was also helping behind the scenes. Where did she learn these skills? She could actually get Zhao Song to help her.

"You are the only one who is still happy for her. They won't recognize you for fifty taels, huh." Mrs. Lin Zhang snorted coldly: "Contain your kindness and think about how to live your own life."

Mr. Lin was speechless. He glanced at Mrs. Lin Zhang and snorted coldly.

Soon after, Lin Qianshi came to find them.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, and she looked sad, so she threw herself directly in front of Lin Zhang.

This sudden move made Lin Zhang retreat, fearing that Lin Qian would touch her.

"What are you doing? Unlucky thing!"

"Mom, Ming'er is sick. Her head feels very hot. It must be the cold." Lin Qian's heart was cut by a knife. If she could bear the pain for her son, being scolded by the old lady would be nothing.

"What?" Lin Zhang stood up suddenly and looked at Lin Qian in disbelief. She walked out quickly, found the sick Lin Ming, and touched her forehead.

The temperature was so hot that people were frightened. Lin Zhang asked without frowning: "Why is it so hot?"

Lin Qianshi said in a panic: "Mom, let's take Ming'er to the drug store quickly."

"Ming'er asked to go out to play. I thought there was nothing going on at home, so I agreed. When I came back, I found that he looked depressed. I thought he might have had some trouble with his friends and that he would be fine after a sleep. However, when When I came in to ask him to eat, I discovered that the child had a high fever."

Lin Qian was crying as she saw that her son's expression was obviously wrong and she almost fell into a helpless state.

"Useless trash, is this how you take care of my eldest grandson? Why don't you go see a doctor even though you know he looks wrong?"

Mrs. Lin Zhang almost couldn't help but slap Lin Qianshi twice. This was the grandson she loved the most. "People in the village say that only Lin Chujiu can cure this disease now. How can we go there?"

Mrs. Lin Zhang glared at Mrs. Lin Qian: "Fart, what's the use of talking about this now? It's more important to treat Ming'er."

"If something happens to my grandson, don't stay in my Lin family anymore! You're an unlucky thing with no future."

She glanced at Lin Qianshi sarcastically, then stepped forward and patted Lin Ming awake: "Ming'er, don't sleep. Grandma will take you to see a doctor right now. Just hold on."

Lin Ming opened his eyes tremblingly, his eyes were a little dull, he felt his body was warm, and hot breath came out of his mouth: "Miscellaneous, am I in the sky? Why is the house flying?"

Mrs. Lin Zhang's heart tightened, no matter what, she was almost feverish now!

She glanced at Lin Qianshi: "Why are you still in a daze? Quickly find a donkey cart and take Ming'er to see a doctor."

Lin Qian stood up in a hurry, tears falling from her eyes, and she was a little worried: "Mom, what if Lin Chujiu doesn't treat us?"

"She dares!!"

Together, they carried Lin Ming into the donkey cart and drove towards Lin Chujiu's home.

On the other side, Yuan Jinggao's fever has gone away, he is in better spirits and looks good.

He looked up and found Lin Chujiu sleeping soundly next to him.

As if sensing someone's movement, Lin Chujiu raised his head and met Yuan Jing's eyes.

"woke up?"

"How long have I been unconscious?"

During this period, he seemed to have spent a long dream.

However, the reality of the dream was quite strong.

The moment he woke up, he saw a familiar person, and his heart felt like he was being stabbed for no reason.

Are those hazy bloody scenes his memories?

Lin Chujiu saw Yuan Jing waking up and smiled slightly: "As long as you wake up, it's just that your fever hasn't gone away in the past two days. You haven't slept peacefully, and you've been mumbling some incomprehensible words. Anyway, I can't understand it. , did you dream about fighting?"

Yuan Jing realized something in his heart: "Well, I remembered something."

Lin Chujiu was stunned. He didn't expect that Yuan Jing's memory had recovered and he directly admitted it.

"so you……"

"What you said about me talking in my sleep is my previous experience."

"One more thing, I heard your commanding voice. You are not a little boss, are you?"

Yuan Jingcheng nodded. In his dream, he felt that he was also commanding.

"Charging into battle and leading the army in battle, Yuan Jing, you are really good."

Once upon a time, Lin Chujiu was almost eaten by a wolf, but thanks to Yuan Jing, he saved her with his sword.

That sword traveled through the void and swept through the wolves quickly and steadily, so maybe Yuan Jing was a general?

"So, is there anything else? Where did you live before? Do you have any family?"

Yuan Jing sat on the bed, thought for a while, and felt a headache: "That's all for now."

Lin Chujiu guessed that the congestion in his brain had not completely dissipated, but it seemed that it was finally possible to recover his memory.