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Chapter 137: Lin Ji Pharmacy


The remnants of the dream at the head of the building are five watches, and the bottom of the flower is sad about the March rain The fine and dense spring rain, shrouded in the sky and the earth, the distant and near objects have become a little hazy, the pedestrians on the street, with very few umbrellas, are so in the thin rain, walking their own way, the drizzle is like silk, it is as if it is stained in the clothes of pedestrians, not falling from the sky, occasionally the wind blows, but also can be seen with the naked eye that the thin rain silk, in the wind bending, fluttering, like the fluttering singer, inadvertently flowing sleeves. e reading occasionally a few umbrellas, most of them are those girls who love beauty, surrounded by the people around them, giggling and laughing on the ground, heading out of the city, they are going to the green, the umbrella at this time is no different from the fan they have to leave their hands, they are all lively and beautiful props that can set off them.

This is March in the capital, March in the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

There is no poetry and painting in March in the south of the Yangtze River, but it is a little more atmospheric and graceful, and there is no roughness in March in Mobei, but it is a little more prosperous.

The palaces, the people's homes, and the crowds in the streets and alleys that will not be cut off until late at night seem to be a flowing picture scroll, condensing everything in the city in this picture scroll, in the drizzle, presented between heaven and earth.

This person is alive, since he was born, divided into three, six, nine, and so on, after the tempering of this time, some people climb, some people fall, but after all, they rise and fall in the category of dignity and humility, and the same is true of cities, such a big city, it is impossible to have such a thing as equal wealth and poverty, the nobles have their own residences, and the poor and lowly people also have their own residences, and they are clearly distinguished, just like the difference between that person and man.

This part of Xicheng, a very large piece, is such a place, rich people have, but there are definitely not many, most of them are suffering from the lower strata of this city, from the perspective of later generations, this is a standard slum, a place where dirt and dirt are hidden in the city.

In such a place, peddlers and pawns, gangsters, and serious people, it can be said that there are three religions and nine streams, there are many people, people are poor, and the supervision of the government is not very effective, and the people who take the laws of the imperial court are not the same, naturally there will be no less, in order to live, live better, what can not be done Brawls, dead people, this kind of thing is already a very common thing here, if you encounter a gang fight, if the officers and soldiers are not pressed in time, then there will be more dead and injured.

The dead are naturally a hundred gone, and they don't know anything, but the people who are alive but injured, for them, the days to come, are torture.

People here, not everyone can come up with a lot of silver, please Gao Minglang, use some good medicine with quick effect to treat, more people, is to take their own lives to boil, with as much silver as possible, to save it, in the future, that is fate, survived, picked up a life, let's continue next time, until the next time injured, never survived, become a wild grave outside the city.

In fact, not to mention the injury in this brawl, it is usually most of the people in Xicheng who have a headache and brain fever, as long as they can't move, can't get out of bed, which one is not like this, the poor are not qualified to get sick, so that such a large piece of Xicheng, this medical hall and pharmacy, is simply a few, the doctor's parents' hearts, but the doctor also has to eat to support the family, such a place, such a poor patient, has enough for most people's Lang, discouraged.

The drizzle is still falling, if you look down from the sky, you can see that in a certain corner of Xicheng, many people are crowded together, this wet rain is simply ignored by these people crowded here, such a light rain that can't even hit the face, no one will care, even if they care, the things they care about at the moment will also be on this side.

If there is such a situation on weekdays, the people and shops around here, the doors and windows have already been closed tightly, in this part of Xicheng, once dozens of people and hundreds of people get together, it can only be one thing to fight the people who live here, they all grew up here, and they have already had experience in this kind of thing, but today it is very strange, the people and shops around here, not only are they not closed, but some people also come out to maintain order here, and even some acquaintances, and shout loudly to their acquaintances, to sit in their own homes or shops, Drink a cup of hot tea.

"Big pillar, the pharmacy still has half an hour to open, come and rest, I see you came early in the morning" "Uncle Wang, thank you, I don't dare to move the nest, this early morning position, this is lost in order to rest my feet, my mother has to scold me to death after I go back" There were many such conversations, almost without exception, and everyone who was invited to come out of the crowd to sit down, when answering these kind invitations, couldn't help but look at the closed door in front of them, and the signboard at the gate, which was calmly written in four big characters "Lin Ji Pharmacy" I don't know how long it took, the heavy duty was about to penetrate, and the closed door of the pharmacy finally creaked open, and a guy yawned and walked out, and the people waiting outside were in a commotion.

"It's all quiet, it's all quiet" The guy didn't seem to be surprised by the situation in front of him, and shouted loudly, "We all know the rules of the pharmacy, queue, queue, there is a prescription with a prescription, come here, if there is no prescription, come here, if someone with an emergency has come, come here" "Little brother, has the divine doctor gotten up?"

someone shouted loudly outside, "My illness needs to be seen by the divine doctor himself, and others can't believe it."

"Let's line up, Wu Divine Doctor Bodhisattva, as long as you don't break his rules, it will always be your turn, what's the hurry" The guy rolled his eyelids, glared at the crowd, turned around and walked in.

It's strange to say, there are a lot of unruly men in the crowd, for this guy who doesn't have a good attitude, these men who open their mouths and scold on weekdays, and don't fit the knife in three or two sentences, but at the moment they have a good attitude, and some people even help maintain order.

"I didn't hear what the little brother said, they all lined up, as long as the horse was going to die, I would do it according to the rules of the divine doctor, who the if he didn't follow the rules and made the divine doctor unhappy, Lao Tzu recognized you, Lao Tzu's knife didn't recognize you" "Take the silver for me, don't cry and cry when you don't have any money, the divine doctor also has to eat, a penny of silver will cure all diseases, this kind of bodhisattva-hearted divine doctor, willing to come to us, that's our blessing, who the adds blockage, that's to block the big guys, when the time comes, the face of the neighbors is not good."

After a loud shout, the originally scattered crowd finally formed several long queues, and a few people came out of the open pharmacy door. aa2705221 t1706231537: