"Work?" Wei Qing didn't figure out what the job was.

"It's just doing things." Ming Ruo explained.

"I'll follow the arrangements of my boss." Wei Qing habitually clasped his fists and touched the wound. Although it hurts very much, he remained silent.

"Recover the wound first and start doing things after healing." Mingruo was not very clear about how to hire bodyguards in ancient times, so he threw this matter directly to Chen Cong. "Old Shen will do the training and protection of the hospital."

"Master, don't worry, you have invited Wei Piaotou back. My apprentice will discuss the next thing with Wei Piaotou." Chen Cong responded immediately.

"Okay." Mingruo nodded and went to the front hall to take a consultation.

General Yingwu’s wife brought the young master to follow up the visit. She hadn’t seen each other for two months. The child was taller than before. Although she was still thin, she could walk by herself.

"Doctor Ming." The general's wife was very grateful to Ming Ruo for being able to cure her son, so she came in and gave a salute.

"Madam, please sit down."

The general's wife picked up the child and put it on her legs. Mingruo took the pulse pillow and said, "Take the pulse first."

The child was timid and refused to let go.

Mingruo took a plate of red bean cake from the side: "Let me touch your little arm and give you some snacks, okay?" Mingruo felt like a strange millet that deceived a child.

The child put his little hand on the pulse pillow. While taking the pulse, Mingruo started the medical system to check his health: "Young master has recovered well, and the medicine he had taken before can be stopped. This time, he prescribes some medicines to warm the spleen and stomach. You should pay attention to your diet and eat more vegetables and fruits."

"Okay." The general's wife nodded.

Mingruo put the plate of red bean cake in front of the child: "Eat it."

The child picked up a piece of red bean cake, thanked him politely, and then asked: "Don't you give Qi'er that sour and sweet pill? Qi'er likes taking pills very much."

It seems that this little guy is in love with Vc lozenges: "This time I was prescribed a medicine. It is sweet after the powder is melted and tastes delicious."

The child's eyes lit up: "Thank you sir."

"You're welcome."

After seeing off the mother and son, the patient who made an appointment for treatment came to the patient. The old lady from the Hou family in Xuanping has a common disease of hypertension in the elderly.

Ming Ruo prescribed Nihuang antihypertensive pills and Western medicine nifedipine, and then said to the old lady: "This big honey pill is taken as the dosage every day. This small pill is for emergency. If you are unstable or stimulated, you will be dizzy and take one pill under your tongue."

"Okay." The old lady nodded.

Mingruo and the maid who was by his side carefully explained the method and dosage of the use.

"Doctor Ming, good luck." Mr. Zhu bowed as soon as he came in.

"Master Zhu, you're welcome." Ming Ruo returned the courtesy, "Please sit down."

"Since I changed the cups, dishes, and took the medicine you prescribed, I obviously felt much more refreshed and I was energetic." Before Mingruo could consult, Mr. Zhu said he had prescribed it, "Doctor Ming is really a miracle doctor alive."

"Mr. Zhu praised me, let's take a pulse in advance." Ming Ruo's diagnosis, "I still need to take a blood test."

"Okay, okay." Mr. Zhu cooperated very much this time.

Ming Ruo tested him blood tests and then said: "The toxins in your body have been discharged almost all of them. You need to change the medicine to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the body. Acupuncture should continue. After the Chinese New Year, you can consider extending your offspring.

But during the treatment period…” Mingruo gave Mr. Zhu a 'you understand' look.

"I understand, understand." Mr. Zhu nodded repeatedly.

Mr. Zhu was rich and powerful. Not only did he catch medicine, he also bought many ointments made by the medicine hall, saying that he would replenish them both in his family.

Chen Cong's mouth twitched so hard that his master was simply a fortune-telling boy. As long as he sat in the medicine hall, the money would come. It was really necessary to invite some guards.

"Master, if you hire so many guards, you may not be able to stay in the backyard." Chen Cong continued, "There is a house next to us, which is just for sale. Do you think you will buy it?"

"Is that so? Take me to see." Mingruo felt it was necessary to buy an office house. If he left the palace one day, there would be a place to stay. (Si Haochen: The princess was unhappy to leave the palace every day.)

Chen Cong hurriedly found the middle-aged man in the Yashang to look at the house. The house was separated from the Medicine Hall by a wall, and the door was opened on the street behind, unlike the pharmacy. It was a two-in-one yard. I lived in a middle-aged family before, and there were no pavilions, but the house was quite spacious and tidy.

Mingruo was very satisfied, so he asked, "How much does this house cost?"

When the middle-aged man looked at the young man wearing brocade clothes, he was simply labeled - he was stupid and had a lot of money.

Ming Ruo smiled slightly at the middle-aged man: "Don't let the lion speak loudly, bullying me, I don't understand the market."

"Uh..." The middle man wiped a handful of non-existent sweat. Can this young man read the mind?

"I live next door. I know what the market this house is." Chen Cong also spoke.

"The lower one is the middle-aged man, and the price is only offered according to the owner's wishes." The middle-aged man's eyes rolled, "This house costs 1,200 taels of silver."

"What are you doing? Just go and grab it faster." Chen Cong spat.

"Let's go." Ming Ruo waved his hand and took Chen Cong and Zi Su away.

"Little young master, please stay." The middle-aged man came forward again, "I can ask for a lot of money, can you still pay it back if you want, right?"

"Oh." Mingruo nodded, "Then I will bargain for 600 taels."

"Puff." Chen Cong laughed, and the master was indeed a god.

"Cough cough." The middle-aged man choked on saliva, but no one bargained to cut it in half, "One thousand taels."

"Six hundred and fifty taels."

"Nine hundred taels." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth.

"Five hundred and fifty taels." Mingruo opened his mouth.

Chen Cong and Zi Su were both stupid. This... Didn’t one party reduce the price and the other party raise the price? Why are there any declines together? Master (Princess)’s operation is so surprising!

"What?" The middle-aged man widened his eyes. If the young man hadn't had a much more ordinary demeanor, he would have cursed, "Young man is having fun with me?"

"You are joking with me for a lot of money. You only allow your state officials to set fires, so you don't allow me to light the lights?" Mingruo said, "At a bargain price, 700 taels, will you sell it?"

"I want to sell it, but this... is too little..." The middle-aged man was convinced. The young man was really under the seller's base price. He really didn't make any money.

The size, design and location of this house are actually a bit awkward - people who can afford such a big house are unwilling to live in this place, and the yard is too simple to build. Usually, those who live in this place cannot afford such a big house.

"It's not easy to deal with the size of your house, so you have to think clearly." Ming Ruo said leisurely.

This young master said it well. Many people have come to see the house these days, but they don’t like it. They all dislike it too much.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath: "Young master adds a little more and I'll sell it."
Chapter completed!