"Okay, don't worry too much about other people's affairs. Today will be very busy."

Zhang Kun waved his hand and took Li Xiaowan to the street.

This time I am not going to buy some clothes, nor am I going shopping to see the scenery at this time.

There's actually nothing to see.

Although it is the best place in Beijing.

Urban planning here is still extremely poor.

Sewage is flowing everywhere, and the fishy smell, stink, and all kinds of rotting garbage are constantly filling the nose, making people almost breathless.

In addition to the unpleasant smell, the streets are also littered with piles of debris here and there, which makes people feel irritated.

There was a foreigner in front of him, wearing a suit with a white lining, walking down the street with his head held high...

As soon as I was careful, I stepped on a ball of yellow and white stuff and vomited on the spot. I quickly got into the carriage as if I was running away. I stopped doing my business, threw away my shoes and ran away.

A pork guy next to him chopped off a large piece of meat, weighed it, and threw it into the hands of the buyer. He swept the blood on the table with his hand.

"Wow..."

Pig blood water, mixed with the stench of pig waste, drifted by in the wind.

There was another black and red wet stain on the ground.

Zhang Kun carefully chose a dry place on the ground, walked by with a dull expression on his face, and kept giving instructions.

"This time we are opening our own medical clinic. It doesn't have to be too big, but it shouldn't be too remote. It should especially be located in an area where poor people gather. It doesn't matter if it's a little noisy."

"Yes, I know that my cousin cares about the common people and does not want to open a medical clinic specifically for dignitaries, but specializes in treating common people."

Li Xiaowan's eyes were full of stars, with a look of admiration on his face.

"That's not..."

Zhang Kun laughed twice and almost didn't know how to continue.

I am actually not that noble.

I just thought that poor people have no food, clothing, or money for medical treatment. They understand the hardships of life best and appreciate the kindness of others the most.

Once more people are cured, the source of dragon energy will be guaranteed.

Zhang Kun understood very clearly that the life-saving grace of curing a wealthy family was not worth mentioning.

People may also think that allowing you to treat illnesses and make money and become famous is to give you face and look up to you. There is no such thing as kindness...

As a doctor, isn't it natural for you to treat diseases?

But ordinary people are different.

You may be their only lifeline...

Curing a patient may bring a family from hell to earth.

Under such a huge psychological impact, there are always some people who will secretly contribute dragon energy.

In Zhang Kun's opinion, it is actually gratitude.

The ancients said it well.

For every dog-slaughterer who is righteous, there are many scholars who are unfaithful.

The true meaning of this sentence does not mean that dog-slaughterers have higher moral character than scholars.

In fact, when human beings are born, there is not much distinction between good and evil, and they are easily affected by the environment.

Those who are close to ink are black, and those who are close to vermilion are red. This is the principle.

The reason is that dog-slaughterers are often more able to keep their kindness and stick to principles than scholars.

In fact, it stems from their ignorance.

The more you know and the smarter you are, the more you will be able to weigh the pros and cons and seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

This is determined by human biological instinct.

Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, in other words, is actually "selfish".

In Zhang Kun's view, selfishness is not a heinous bad character. People are selfish and love themselves more than others.

There are not many truly selfless and morally perfect people.

'The source of dragon energy is a big problem.'

If it weren't for the difficulty of getting the dragon energy point, Zhang Kun wouldn't have decided to open a medical clinic.

In fact, this approach is a bit slow to make "money".

It also means eating while looking at "God".

The last "free clinic" process gave him a taste of the feeling of alienation between people's hearts.

Even if you are a "dog-slaughterer", even if you are a poor person who will starve to death tomorrow...you save him, he may not be grateful to you.

If you are grateful, will you contribute dragon energy points?

This is actually like getting lucky.

Zhang Kun didn't need any verbal expressions of gratitude.

He estimated that the mechanism for obtaining dragon energy points was actually a bit like burning incense and worshiping Buddha as a pious belief.

Here, they are divided into "hypocrites", "faint believers", "true believers" and "fanatic believers".

Whether it is gratitude, trust, dependence, admiration or goodwill, there is an invisible percentage value.

You can't see it yourself, but the dragon energy points will appear.

Just like Li Xiaowan, not to mention full favorability, it should be at 90%.

Therefore, once her mood fluctuates greatly, she will contribute dragon energy points.

As for Wang Jingya, her satisfaction rate is almost 80%. If someone doesn't pay attention, she will send a little dragon energy.

As for people like Wu Zhongda, Yuan Guangyao, Du Fengjiang, and Tian Qianli, their admiration and trust emotions should be relatively high, so they can show some of them.

'In fact, from this aspect, you can tell who is a friend and who is an enemy.'

Those who give dragon energy points are definitely friends. Those who don't give dragon energy points are not necessarily enemies. They may be neutral.

'I only have three points of Dragon Qi now, but I need 32 points of Dragon Qi to advance to the next level. This difference is really huge. I have to think of more ways to improve.'

Going out to the capital to kill thieves and act chivalrously is a bit risky and the price-performance ratio is not very high.

When you really can't find the dragon energy points, you can go out and make some votes to kill bandits...

But now, Zhang Kun still wants to steadily improve.

There is no need to not want to go out.

In addition to the next level improvement and the Dragon Qi value quadrupling again, there is another not-so-good current situation.

That is, he didn't even dare to move these three points of dragon energy.

I dare not add medical skills or marksmanship.

Because, after he tried it, after his physique exceeded thirty, adding a little more physique would require two points of dragon energy.

'To make matters worse, in this way, I have to leave at least two points of dragon energy to save my life. If I am really injured in an accident, I can still add some physical strength to extend my life.'

'Also, Chen Fengming was temporarily fooled, but the inner court guards are not so easy to deal with. Sooner or later they will come back to their senses. After all, where Luo Wei lives, the traces of the fight cannot be hidden from others.'

At this time, it is just a leaf that obscures the view, and Mount Tai cannot be seen.

If there is another person who dares to think that Luo Wei and his son are dead, he may follow the clues and find their enemies.

'Danger is never far away.'

Zhang Kun glanced at Li Xiaowan, thought silently for a while, then paused, "I think this place is very good."

He saw a silk and satin shop, which was actually not very big. Compared to places like Taihe Restaurant and An Ren Tang, it was considered a small shop.

However, compared to the one-bedroom, two-bedroom apartment and small courtyard that I rent now, it is much larger.

Except for the facade, at first glance, there is a continuous space behind it. It looks like it is a shop converted from a three-in residence.

However, the owner of the shop didn't know what to think of opening a silk and satin shop in a place where "mud legs" came and went.

After taking a look at the words "Wangpu Transfer" written on the wooden board at the door, Zhang Kun stepped in.

Without much negotiation, I spent five hundred taels of silver to buy a silk and satin shop that was about to close down.

Moreover, we hired some workers to renovate the store, bought medicine cabinets, and recruited two guys who seemed to be honest and willing to work. The remaining problem was the source of the medicinal materials.

In this regard, Zhang Kun didn't have any channels, so he asked senior escorts like Wu Zhongda...

They have been in the capital for many years and know some things much better than themselves.

After three days of busy work, before the medical clinic opened and Zhang Kun's "Longhu Zhuangyuan Decoction" had not been officially prepared, I heard a very bad news.

Li Xiaowan walked in from the dusty outside, picked up the long-necked pot, poured a cup of light tea and drank it. His face was a little dazed, and he stared blankly at Zhang Kun who was reading a medical book.

"Cousin, Luo Wei and Luo Qi, their bodies were fished out..."

Zhang Kun's fingers trembled slightly, without raising his head. He just slowly put down the book and asked in a deep voice: "How did you find it?"
Chapter completed!