I don't want to be the favorite concubine of this palace anymore

On the second day, Li Rui was ordered to escort Princess Wenhua to Western Xinjiang. This time he brought with him some of the palace's personal guards and the elite members of the Shadow Pavilion.

Just like the last time they went to the southwest, they divided into two lines, the light line and the dark line. The people from the Shadow Pavilion would go first to collect information and explore the way, and he would go to meet up after escorting Princess Wenhua.

This time he did not send anyone to send her off, but only told Lu Qingxue to keep an eye on the people in the palace. Lu Qingxue knew what he meant, he just felt worried about An Muxi.

When An Muxi got up, she heard that Li Rui had already left.

After thinking about it, she decided to go to the clinic today, so she took Qiu Shuang and Qiu Yue out.

When they arrived at the Song's Clinic, everything was in order. Song Liang was not in the clinic today, and when An Muxi came in, the clinic suddenly became lively.

Xiaoyun was looking at the account book, Song Lan was sorting the medicinal materials, Zisu and Baizhi were making pills in the back, and when they heard An Muxi's voice they hurried out.

Xiaoyun said happily: "Master, you are here."

An Muxi asked with a smile: "Not bad, now you can read the account book? Is Uncle Song not here today?"

Song Lan quickly replied: "Father went to buy medicinal herbs. The pills have been selling well recently, and most of the herbs he bought last time have been used up. We need to replenish some."

Xiaoyun was a little shy: "It was Uncle Song who taught me. Now I can understand it."

An Muxi found a wooden chair to sit down and inquired about the recent situation of the clinic. She learned that Jishidiang had not come to cause trouble recently, and that the sales of "Cold Pills", "Anti-Diarrhea Pills" and "Dragon and Tiger Paste" were quickly opened up due to their reasonable prices and good efficacy.

As a result, the number of people coming to the clinic for treatment increased by about 30% compared to the past. Fortunately, Song Lan and Xiao Yun can now treat minor illnesses, and Song Bo can handle slightly more complicated illnesses. There is enough manpower.

Zi Su and Bai Zhi are still in the learning stage and can only help out by rolling the medicine pills. When Xiao Yun becomes a master in the future, it won’t be too late for them to take over the treatment.

Looking at these little maids who looked pale and timid when they first came to her yard, and now have rosy complexions and cheerful and generous faces after being raised by her, An Muxi feels a great sense of accomplishment.

I was thinking of coming to see patients regularly, but it seems that it is totally useless. It would be great if I could just be a hands-off boss in the future. She prefers being a writer to being a doctor.

I'll take more time to write in the future.

"Today I will teach you how to make two more kinds of elixirs. You will all learn how to make them later."

Several people quickly agreed and followed An Muxi to the backyard of the clinic. An Muxi saw Aunt Liu cleaning the yard, gave Aunt Liu ten taels of silver and said, "Aunt Liu, go buy some good vegetables and meat to improve the food for everyone today.

The remaining money will be kept, and meat and vegetables will be provided at least two days a week. When it is used up, it will be withdrawn from the account."

Liu Ma took the money with a smile and went out to buy food. Everyone was very happy to hear that. You know, it's not easy to make money nowadays. Some ordinary people are lucky to have meat once a month.

An Muxi just wants to improve employee benefits so that everyone can work happily.

When they arrived at the pharmacy, An Muxi took out two prescriptions and handed them to Xiaoyun.

"You and Song Lan go to the warehouse and get the medicine according to the prescription. Come over later and I'll teach you how to make pills."

Xiaoyun and Song Lan quickly packed the medicine and came back. Several people listened carefully to An Muxi's explanation. The pills were made in two cups of tea. One was the "Heart Pill" and the other was the "Cough Pill".

"Xiao Yun, give these two prescriptions to Uncle Song and ask him to destroy them after reading them. In the future, make pills according to this dosage."

After saying that, he looked at Song Lan and said, "The price of the medicinal materials required for these two kinds of pills is slightly higher. The price can be raised a bit, but the profit should be kept at 30% to 50%."

A few people were talking when they saw Qiu Shuang walk in: "Master, there are a few people outside carrying a patient. They said that the patient is dying after taking the pills sold in the clinic."

An Muxi raised her eyebrows. Oh, is there a medical trouble? I was just bored. I quickly went out to see what was going on.

Those people didn't even go into the clinic and put the patient at the door. Then an old woman stood at the door and cried. There was also a young man next to her who also looked angry.

"Everyone, come and take a look at the pills sold at Song's Clinic. They can kill people. My wife had diarrhea the day before yesterday, and I bought some anti-diarrhea pills from Song's Clinic. But she died after taking them for two days. This is not a life-saving medicine, it's simply poison that harms people!"

The old woman had a loud voice, and after a few howls she attracted a crowd of onlookers, who pointed and talked a lot.

At this time, An Muxi, Song Lan and others had already come out. An Muxi looked at the patient on the ground thoughtfully. The man was indeed very skinny and looked bad, and seemed to be unconscious.

Song Lan stood up angrily and said, "When did you come to buy our Song's pills? How come I don't have any impression of it?"

The young man standing next to him quickly pulled out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and said, "Isn't this the medicine bottle from your Song's Clinic? You still want to quibble!"

Song Lan sneered: "We sell dozens of bottles of pills every day, and no one has ever said that anything went wrong after taking our pills. On the contrary, many people have found good results after taking them and recommend them to their relatives and friends to buy."

An Muxi spoke up at this time: "Are you sure you bought this pill from our clinic?"

The young man felt a little guilty when he saw a delicate-looking woman questioning him, but he still pointed at the bottom of the porcelain bottle and said, "Look, the mark of your Song's Medical Clinic is engraved on the bottom."

An Muxi grabbed the porcelain bottle, looked at the bottom, sneered, and then said to the people around him: "This porcelain bottle is a counterfeit. Qiu Shuang, go get a few bottles of our pills."

She looked at the young man and the old woman and smiled, "If you apologize to us and leave now, I can let you go. If you still refuse to change your ways, I will have to report you to the police later!

I don't care who ordered you to do this, today we must make those who framed our Song's Clinic pay the price!"

The old woman and the young man looked at each other and saw uneasiness and confusion in each other's eyes. The young man was a little shaken and wanted to retreat.

But when the old woman thought of the 100 taels of silver she had already received, she gritted her teeth and cried, "You, the Song Clinic, killed someone and you still don't want to take responsibility? You also want to threaten us, an orphan and a widow, to report to the police? You are forcing us into a dead end!"

The onlookers had different opinions and were waiting to see how the clinic would prove its innocence.

After a while, Qiu Shuang came out with three bottles of medicine, which contained all three kinds of pills. An Muxi took the bottles and showed the bottoms to the people around him.

"You can see that the dot above the word Song on the bottom of our porcelain bottle is facing left. We took into consideration that if someone uses the name of Song's Clinic to commit evil and frame our clinic, we made it to prevent counterfeiting.

The dot above the word "Song" on the bottom of the porcelain bottle he just picked up is facing right. This porcelain bottle is obviously a fake, used to frame our clinic."

An Muxi was glad that she had prepared in advance and suggested to Song Bo to make the porcelain bottle anti-counterfeiting. In addition to the different fonts on the bottom, there were also small words printed on the bottom of the bottle.

An Muxi walked around holding the bottoms of the two porcelain bottles and showed them to the people around. After careful identification, they found that the Songzi on the bottom of the three porcelain bottles was facing left, while the other one was facing right.

An Muxi saw that the mother and son were a little panicked, but the old woman was still quibbling: "I don't care, my old man is sick because he took your anti-diarrhea pills. Don't you want to admit it?"

An Muxi laughed angrily. Since that was the case, there was no need to be polite. She walked to the patient on the ground, squatted down, took out a silver needle from her sleeve, and gave the patient a few injections in the face.

The man sat up immediately and cried out, "Ouch, who stabbed me? It hurts so much!"

The crowd was in an uproar. Didn't they say this man was going to die? How could he still be so confident? Now even a fool could see that this family was here to cause trouble and blackmail people.

An Muxi looked at the three people coldly and said, "I gave you a chance just now. Sorry, I have to send you to Jingzhao Yin now."