The First Order

"Brother, in fact, this is not bad," Yan Liuyuan said with a smile: "No matter what the effect, there are money to earn anyway."

Ren Xiaosu was not happy. He lowered his voice and said, "Is this a profitable thing? Can you harvest a few sincere thanks?"

This matter is very understandable, Xiao Su thinks very well, relying on this effect to buy medicine, the chance of harvesting sincere gratitude is much lower than that of treating the sick, that is, the puppet player who is eager to meet the spring will say a thank you.

Moreover, his purpose is to make money? No, he still needs to thank, there is no black medicine without thanks.

Ren Xiaosu said with anger: "If I treat the disease and save people, the people in the town will have to be polite when I see you. How many people are killed in the clinic? How can you not take him? Why? Because he is the only doctor in the town!"

"You are right, brother." Yan Liuyuan’s eyebrows are pleasing to the eye. In fact, he does not care. Anyway, he knows... they will slowly start to get rich!

"And the most important thing is," Ren Xiaosu said: "If I cure the disease, if I see someone, I will call a doctor. If I don't cure the disease, what do you call me behind? Hey, that sells medicine..."

It sounds like the social status is not quite the same!

Yan Liuyuan finally couldn’t stand it. He laughed in front of the shack and said: "You have a lot of inner dramas."

However, what Ren Xiaosu didn't know was that he sold the medicine to Lao Wang. Lao Wang did not use it himself. After all, Lao Wang did not find the **** now...

There is nothing unusual about the bottle of black medicine. It is a small porcelain bottle in the town. The bottle that was originally loaded with black medicine is glass. The craftsmanship is very high. Ren Xiaosu is worried that this thing will be suspected again. After all, there is no sale in the market town. The person with this bottle.

The small porcelain bottle was handed over from Wang Fugui to the manager of the market town, that is, the people who came out of the refuge barrier.

Lao Wang said that Ren Xiaosu did not understand the value of this thing, but he understood it.

Where do you most need the oral function of this black medicine? Are the men in the market town? No.

Although the men in the market town can only barely eat and drink, some people are thin, but the problem is that everyone is working every day, although thin, the body is very good.

As long as you exercise more, it is very easy to maintain your body's metabolic skills and organ function, so the men don't need it.

The person who needs this most is actually the "noble" in the refuge barrier.

Wang Fugui’s thief’s eyebrows gave the black medicine to the managers of the refuge barriers. The managers were aware of the goods. Their daily work was to gain insight into the changes in the market town. So he knew about the iron remedy last night.

However, the manager did not use it. He even gave it back to his boss after returning at night.

In the end, this little black medicine porcelain bottle did not know where it was going.

Ren Xiaosu knew nothing about this. He just exchanged a bottle of black medicine with a thank-you coin, and then let Xiaoyu sister go to the town to pull a piece of white linen, and then embroider the two characters of "clinic" with black lines. Then, under the clinic, embroidered eight small characters of "specialized knife wound, medical practitioners".

The clinic is just that open.

When embroidering, Xiao Yu’s sister asked Xiao Su whether or not to embroider the words “miao hand rejuvenation”. Anyone Xiao Xiao quickly denied that he is now a little sensitive to Chunzi...

Ren Xiaosu’s life is gradually getting on the right track. In the morning, he goes out to collect medicines. He sits in his own shack in the daytime, teaches survival classes at night, and then takes Yan Liuyuan’s notes to tutor his homework.

Although there is no business in this clinic, the problem is that you can't sit here. If you have a sick number, Xiaoyu can't handle it alone.

He really wants to study in a spacious and bright school like Yan Liuyuan, but he went to learn how to do Yan Liuyuan and Xiao Yujie?

This family must always have a wish to sacrifice oneself.

On the second day, Xiao Su sat in the shack of the curtain and closed her eyes. Xiao Xiaojie was sewing behind him. Xiao Yu’s sister sometimes felt that the brother’s previous holes in the clothes had never been replenished. I have accumulated so much...

At this time, someone quickly ran from the other side of the dirt road, and one of his arms was bleeding.

Ren Xiaosu’s eyes lit up: “You may die if you are injured.”

However, the man did not see Xiao Su at all. At this time, everyone’s subconsciously, he still had to go to the clinic to cure the wound, and it was more authoritative. And everyone's impression of Ren Xiaosu, "that sells medicine" is still more than "can cure the knife wound."

At this time, the long-lost palace voice sounded in the mind: "Task, treating a patient."

Ren Xiaosu stood up and said: "I can't help it."

After talking about Xiaoyu, I saw Ren Xiaosu running out. It was not yet a minute, and I saw Xiaosu’s man who turned back...

Ren Xiaosu and Yan Yuexi said to the patient: "The doctor in the clinic is a liar. I am calling you to save you, do you know?"

The man lost blood for a long time, and he didn’t have much strength. He was almost crushed by Xiao Xiao.

At this time, there were two men running across the dirt road. They all had blood on their bodies. They asked Xiao Xiao to swear: "You are playing a group?"

The man who was pressed heard this and explained: "No, it is the boiler in the factory that has blown up! We are so lightly hurt, we can run back by ourselves. Some people may not be able to do it on the spot."

Ren Xiaosu nodded silently. When the factory was injured this year, no one would kindly take you to treat the wound. They think that you are dead, and your things can be returned to me.

"Come, Xiaoyu sister, you will first eliminate the poison," Ren Xiaosu said. Although he does not have to worry about the problem of inflammation, he has to do it to the patient. When he said that he went out again, this time he brought back two men...

Ren Xiaosu’s two hands and one leg pressed against them, and three lives were incomprehensible. They really ate the injured loss, otherwise they couldn’t help them.

And they actually know that Ren Xiaosu can cure the wound here, but he just habitually ran to the clinic. Now he can't move, and he simply won't move.

Then the three people saw Xiao Yujie put down the needlework in her hand, and directly took the needle of the sewing clothes to burn it on the fire. This needle is relatively long, so the hand holding the needle tail will not burn.

“Do you directly sew?” asked Xiao Yu’s sister.

"Yes, it’s like sewing clothes," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile. "It's quite simple."

Xiaoyu’s sister drummed her courage and sewed it toward a person’s wound. As a result, she heard a sigh of relief, and the person’s skin was full of burnt smell...

The man shuddered and asked: "You can understand the fire by burning the needle, but can you wait for the needle to cool before you sew it..."