Chapter 189

Name:Jun Jiuling Author:Xi Xing
"Trouble? What's the trouble?"

Master Yan naturally knows that such a big thing has happened. Teasing birds in the corridor, he threw the cage to the boy angrily and looked at the servant who came to report.

"The cure of a Dali Haiping proves that she can cure the disease with medicine and return to life with a wonderful hand?"

The servant looked uneasy.

"But Dali Haiping's disease has indeed been cured by no one." He said, "Miss Jun's skill..."

Master Yan hissed.

"Has it been cured by people? It's not cured by people, but by coolies and money." He said, looking at the people, "are you stupid? That Dali Haiping is a poor man. Can you afford a good doctor? Can you take good medicine?"

People suddenly.

"Breaking muscles and bones depends on raising them." A man said, "the poor Haiping has no money."

"Yes, yes, later, when he had no money, the doctor didn't bother to show him, let alone take medicine." The other one nodded hurriedly, "it's strange that no one will give him a good diagnosis and no one will give him a good prescription."

"I'm so confused that I didn't think of this." Everyone said.

Master Yan took the tea from the girl and drank it.

"I don't blame you for your confusion." He said, "I think this is also carefully selected by Miss Jun and the Fang family. This Dali Haiping was famous at the beginning, but later encountered misfortune and silence for many years. If he is cured, it will inevitably cause a sensation."

"Sir, do you mean Miss Jun planned it?" A servant asked.

Master Yan sat down on the rocking chair under the corridor.

"She didn't plan it. Did it fall from the sky?" He hissed and said, "you don't know the doctor's medical skills? That is, there is a doctor's benevolence. He looks at some minor diseases with head fever and is kind-hearted. Where is there any super-high medical skills? He's like this. What can his granddaughter learn?"

The crowd nodded.

Yes, doctor Jun is not a miracle doctor.

"So it's the same as giving medicine for free before. It's just selling fame with money." Master Yan then said, leaning back on the rocking chair, "it must be that the Fang family paid for a famous doctor and got a rare prescription to cure Dali Haiping and build momentum for Miss Jun."

The crowd nodded again.

"However, this situation is getting bigger and bigger. It's not for those poor people who are greedy for cheap to join in the fun." A servant hesitated. "Our people over there reported that many squires and rich families had gone. At that time, Miss Jun will lean on them and make trouble with the house again. I'm afraid there will be some trouble."

Master Yan smiled.

"Rely on? If you want to rely on others, you rely on your own real skills and money." He patted the armrest and smiled disdainfully.

These rich squires, who have no money, can invite doctors themselves. There's no need to take Miss Jun's favor.

As for showing off money or luring everyone to cooperate

"Miss Jun and young master Fang are too young. If the big boss of the Fang family comes forward, it's almost the same." Master Yan twisted his beard, patted the handrail and sat up again. "Even if the big owner of the Fang family comes forward, you have to be reasonable."

He sneered.

"Reasonable, I have a land deed, which is more than money. Although my Yan family has less money than the Fang family, I am not a poor man who can be bullied at will."

He is reasonable and rich. If he really wants to confront the government, the government must weigh it.

All the people present nodded and looked relaxed. Soon there was news that although there were many more squires and rich families, they didn't come forward to ask Miss Jun to see a doctor, but they were just watching.

"Just say, no one is a fool." The Yan Family laughed.

Someone rushed in, but the laughter didn't disperse.

"No, sir, someone has been cured again. I ran to thank Miss Jun." He said nervously.

Again?

The faces of the people were stiff, and they couldn't help looking at master Yan.

Master Yan still looked relaxed and staggered in his rocking chair.

"Since it's a build-up, you can't just build one." He said clearly.

Sure enough, as he said, the news soon continued to come.

Miss Jun cured an old man who coughed up blood for years.

The startled grandson of the blind flower seller in East Street was also cured. He ran to kowtow to miss Jun.

Widow Liu, who had been pregnant with a ghost fetus for three years, was cured and her stomach was flat.

One, two, three, four, five.

A servant came in, the second rushed in before the newspaper was finished, and the third and fourth kept running.

The people in the yard had long lost their smiling faces, and their faces were frightened, dull and silent.

Master Yan, sitting in the rocking chair, had already stopped shaking, clutching his tea cup and looking at the people who were still running towards the door.

How many good prescriptions and medicines did miss Jun spend money on?

This is by no means bought.

Hu GUI looked at the people who helped the old and the young pouring into the street.

He remembered that these people were the people who were treated by Miss Jun a few days ago.

The people who lined up for treatment could not care about the treatment. They stared at the people who kept kneeling and thanking.

What's going on?

"This is a disease that comes like a mountain and goes like a thread." Miss Jun said, "the curative effect always takes some time to take effect."

Hu GUI looked at her subconsciously.

"It's like farming. Sowing in March will take several months to mature." Said Miss Jun.

Hu GUI looked at the street, and there were still people shouting excitedly about the people coming.

Miss Jun has been here for half a month. He has been here for half a month. He has some impressions of these people.

These people were treated by her in the past half a month.

Farming needs land, which is her house jiulingtang.

Farming requires seeds, which are the people who seek treatment.

The house was maliciously pushed down, attracting public attention and onlookers.

The announcement of free consultation and delivery of medicine has attracted a flood of people.

If it weren't for the collapse of the house, if it wasn't for free consultation and medicine delivery, even if Jiuling hall opened, it wouldn't attract these people who pay attention and seek treatment.

She said she didn't come here to live, but to revive the reputation of Jiuling hall.

She also said that you might not believe it. It's good that the house collapsed.

She gave up her money like water, but said that all the money she threw would be earned back.

"So..." Hu GUI murmured.

Miss Jun smiled at him.

"So now it's time to harvest." She said.

It's time to harvest.

A big Li Haiping can be said to be an exception. Two can be cured by coincidence, and three can be cured by luck, but what if everyone's people?

Jiulingtang can cure the disease with medicine and rejuvenate with magic.

This promise is resounding, not empty.

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There is a change today.