Reborn Farmer's Businesswoman

Chapter 92
Finally settled down, Han Qing slumped on the stool with a weak body, and poured a cup of hot tea for herself and Lin Youtian.

"It's been a long journey, are you tired?"

Looking at the dark blue eyes in Han Qing's eyes, Lin Youtian felt very uncomfortable, and made his wife a burden.

Han Qing handed him the water, shook her head and said with a smile, "It's the first time I've traveled far, but it's novel, so I forgot to be tired."

Lin Youtian put the tea aside, and stuffed his private money from his bosom into Han Qing's pocket: "At least I can buy some food."

"What would you like to eat?"

Han Qing didn't refuse, and put it in her arms obediently, which also made Lin Youtian feel at ease.

Lin Youtian shook his head slightly, and patted the side of the bed: "Come up and rest for a while."

"I'm not going to stop. It's my first time in Fengzhou. There are a lot of new things. I just want to go and have a look."

After driving for nearly two days, her eyes were already tired. Unfortunately, she still had to go to a nearby medical clinic to inquire about the situation. Afraid that Lin Youtian would be worried, she used the name of shopping.

Han Qing walked to his side with a smile, and suddenly kissed him on the forehead like a chicken pecking rice, and ran away after kissing.

When she ran to the door, she looked back and smiled: "Just wait for me to come back and bring you something delicious."

After all, people have trot out.

Leaving Lin Youtian in the care of Father Lin and Lin Shiliang, Han Qing left the inn alone.

Just now she had asked the waiter in the shop that the most famous medical center in Fengzhou was Jishitang as shopkeeper Song said, almost all the people from all over the world came to see a doctor because of the name of Jishitang.

I heard that the curator of Ji Shi Tang was an imperial physician who returned to his hometown after returning to his hometown. He opened the medical hall purely for the purpose of serving the world. I heard that the curator is already 84 years old.

Han Qing followed the directions pointed by the shop waiter, turned a few corners, and came to Jishitang.

Green tiles and vermilion tiles are elegant and bright.

The medical hall is divided into two halls - the medical hall and the medicine room.

There is also a huge yard behind the two halls, and the doctor boy can be vaguely seen drying the medicine.

The vermilion door opened, and there were five doctors sitting in the medical hall, the youngest was in his early twenties, and the seniors were in their thirties and forties.

The inside and outside of the two halls are very lively, there is a long queue of people who come to ask for a doctor, and the people dispensing medicine are also in full swing.

Compared with Jishitang, other medical centers are much deserted.

Standing in front of the door, Han Qing saw a medical boy approaching, suddenly her body went limp, and she fell to the ground.

She was extremely weak and shouted: "Help."

After traveling for several days, his complexion was not good, and he really looked sick at this moment.

Seeing her like this, the surrounding people retreated one after another, and the nearby medical boy approached with a sullen face.

"This little lady, are you here to see a doctor?"

"Exactly."

After finishing the words, she gasped again and said, "But I lost the money."

"Does that mean you have no money?"

The medical boy was obviously a little impatient: "If you don't have money to see a doctor, go quickly, don't hinder others from seeing a doctor!"

Many of the surrounding crowd responded: "Yes! If you don't have money, go quickly, don't get in the way!"

"If you don't have money to see any disease, just wait until you die."

"Hurry up and go, my son is still waiting to see a doctor!"

Han Qing raised her eyebrows, and suddenly begged: "Little brother, can you help me up? It's good to just give me a drink of saliva. If it's not good enough, let me sit for a while and leave immediately."

"Hey! You are really terminally ill, don't you have eyesight? I am busy, how can I have time to pour water for you? Go, go, go!" The medical boy impatiently drove people away with a broom.

Han Qing frowned, but after a small test, there were so many people around, and none of the doctors sitting in the clinic came out!

Han Qing was approached by the broom, and snorted coldly: "It's really a shop bully!"

"Hey, where is the village woman from the mountains, come to my Jishitang to make trouble!" The medical boy continued to curse with a mean face.

(End of this chapter)