The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Song Yuntang couldn't help but feel a little fortunate that she had padded her shoulders with a piece of thicker cloth when she went out today, otherwise she would definitely not be able to bear it.

After leaving the teahouse, she went to the cloth shop again and spent two hundred and ten coins to buy some cloth and embroidery thread for making handkerchiefs.

I have to say, these things are really not cheap.

However, Jiang Surao's handkerchief did not require so much material, and the remaining material could be kept for future use.

After that, he spent another twenty-six coins to buy two pairs of shoe soles, put them in his backpack, and carried them towards the drugstore.

Although her shoulders were padded with cloth, her shoulders were so fragile that after some needles and thread were added to the backpack, her shoulders were rubbed and became slightly warm.

My shoulders might be red and swollen when I get home.

Song Yuntang left Chenji Cloth Shop and went straight to the nearest pharmacy, which was one of the three pharmacies in Cile Town, called Baicaotang.

This pharmacy is not very big. The owner is a middle-aged man in his forties. In addition to the owner, there is also a clerk who helps to organize the medicinal materials.

Seeing Song Yuntang come in, the shopkeeper who was originally counting on the abacus hurriedly stopped what he was doing.

"Girl, do you want to buy some medicine?"

"I'm here to sell medicine. Boss, do you accept medicinal materials?" Song Yuntang stated his purpose directly.

"No, young lady, you'd better ask somewhere else." The shopkeeper's attitude was not good, but not bad either. After he said that, he lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the abacus in front of him.

Song Yuntang didn't leave. She took a quick look around the pharmacy and came to the counter where the owner was.

"What's your name, shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper didn't even raise his head. "My last name is Li."

"Is this pharmacy opened by Manager Li himself?" Song Yuntang asked.

The shopkeeper finally stopped what he was doing and looked up at her. "Yes, we are all small businesses. We can't afford to hire anyone. We can barely make ends meet."

Song Yuntang smiled and said, "The market is not good this year, but being able to make ends meet is actually pretty good."

"Well!" Shopkeeper Li waved his hand. "It has little to do with the market. Of the three pharmacies in town, our business has always been inferior to the other two. If you want to sell herbs, you can try your luck at the other two. Our herbs at Baicaotang sell slowly, but we don't have a shortage for now."

Song Yuntang didn't continue to talk about selling medicinal herbs. He just asked, "Boss, do you need a doctor here?"

"A doctor?" Shopkeeper Li shook his head. "We only sell medicine here, not treat patients. We can't afford the risk."

After he finished speaking, he continued to work on his abacus with his head down.

Seeing that he really wasn't interested, Song Yuntang didn't force him.

"Sorry to bother you, goodbye."

As he said this, he was about to go out. Just as he reached the door, he saw a young man jogging towards him carrying an old woman on his back. The old woman was lying on his back with her hands hanging naturally, and she had obviously lost consciousness.

"Shopkeeper Li, please save my mother!" the young man said in a crying voice.

Shopkeeper Li walked out from behind the counter and stopped the young man who was carrying the old woman at the door.

"Oh, we only prescribe medicine here and don't treat illnesses. You should go see a doctor somewhere else."

The young man placed his mother on the ground and knelt down before Shopkeeper Li, crying helplessly and pleading, "It's too late to go anywhere else. This is the closest place. Please take a look first. I'll accept whatever the result is."

This movement attracted many people to come and watch the fun.

"It's already like this, even gods can't save it, right?"

"He's breathing in less than out. This is clearly a sign of impending death. We should take him back first."

Song Yuntang, who was about to leave, stopped when he saw this scene.

The condition of the old man lying on the ground was indeed serious. If she didn't take action, he would definitely die within two quarters of an hour.

The situation was urgent and Song Yuntang could not stand idly by. She put down the basket on her back and took out a silver needle from it.

"Everyone please stay away. Don't get too close. It will make it difficult for the elderly to breathe."

Then she came to the old woman and looked up at the young man kneeling on the ground.

"I'm a doctor. Your mother's condition is critical. I can try to save her, but I'm not responsible for the consequences. If you agree, I'll treat her. If not, I'll leave."

The young man was at his wit's end, and without caring whether the pretty girl in front of him really had any ability, he turned around and kowtowed to her.

"Please help my mother, young lady. No matter what the outcome, I will repay you with my life."

"You don't have to work like a slave. Let's deal with the rest after we get the rescuers."

Song Yuntang squatted down, took out a few silver needles, and inserted them into several acupuncture points such as Baihui, Shangxing, Shenting, and Zhongchong. After stopping the acupuncture for a while, he removed the silver needles one by one according to the order, and pricked her fingertips with silver needles to let the blood out.

Only after the old woman's breathing gradually calmed down did he ask the young man to move her to a cool place, give her some water and wait for her to wake up.

Upon seeing this, Shopkeeper Li quickly asked his servant to bring out a recliner and put it inside Baicaotang, where he settled the old woman down.

After the young man fed the old woman a few sips of water with a porcelain spoon, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that her condition was gradually stabilizing, and saluted Song Yuntang with his fists.

"My name is Mu Dong. I live in the southern suburbs of the city. My father passed away early. Besides me, my mother, and I have a younger sister at home. Thank you for your help just now. May I ask your name?"

Looking at his patched clothes, Song Yuntang spoke calmly.

"Song Yuntang."

Someone in the crowd still watching the excitement outside said, "Song Yuntang? Why does this name sound familiar? When did a female doctor appear in our Cile Town?"

She could tell the old man's illness at a glance, and she could even use silver needles, which showed that her medical skills were not simple.

Even Shopkeeper Li was surprised.

A girl with such great medical skills should not be short of money, so why is she coming to his Baicaotang to sell medicinal herbs?

"Is Miss Song also from Cile Town?" Mu Dong continued to ask.

Song Yuntang touched his nose and said, "I'm not from Cile Town, and I've never treated anyone in Cile Town before. I just happened to come here to sell medicinal herbs today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old woman on the recliner slowly woke up.

"Dong'er, where is this?"

The people watching the excitement outside Baicaotang were surprised to see this.

"She actually woke up. This girl's medical skills are amazing!"

Mu Dong quickly squatted down beside the old woman, held her hand and said, "Mother, we are now in Baicaotang. It was Miss Song who saved you."

The old woman followed his gaze to Song Yuntang and nodded weakly, "Thank you very much for saving my life, young lady."

"You're welcome, old man." She looked at Mu Dong, "Since he's awake, I have things to do, so I won't stay here any longer."

Having said that, he was about to leave.

"Miss, please stay." The voices of Manager Li and Mu Dong came from behind at the same time.