Seek medical attention and ask about medication

  Fei Long was taken aback, looking at him with a suspicious expression: "Zhen Ge, I'm telling you all this, but it's not because I want you to have any ideas about her. She's not someone our kind of people can touch. In the end, we won't gain anything good, and instead will bring trouble upon ourselves. Who knows, maybe even lose our lives."

  Zhen Ming sighed and said with a bitter smile: "I'm not so arrogant, I just want to ask you, who has the best medical skills in Luoyang City?"

  ……

  "That's it."

  Fei Long pointed at a thatched cottage under a big tree not far away, sweating profusely, and told Zhen Ming beside him.

  "Are you sure?" Zhen Ming Su's face was filled with skepticism.

  "Except for here, you can't find a doctor who charges less and has better medical skills than him." Fei Long said with a gasp.

  These past few days, Fei Long had accompanied Zhen Ming Su to almost every major medical institution in Luoyang City. According to Zhen Ming Su's requirements of "not only being inexpensive but also having exceptional medical skills among the top in Luoyang City", they finally arrived at this one located in the desolate outskirts north of Luoyang City, surrounded by a vast expanse of wilderness.

  This so-called medicine house is actually just a few thatched cottages made of straw, occupying a large area, built in the valley, with high mountains and steep ridges behind it. The surroundings of the thatched cottage are surrounded by fences, forming a large courtyard, where several vegetable gardens have been opened up.

  Next to the thatched cottage, a small brook flows in front of the door.

  A small wooden bridge spans the brook, under which several women with elegant figures are washing clothes by the brook, chatting in low voices and occasionally bursting into cheerful laughter.

  Although the place looks a bit simple and unadorned, the environment is elegant and refined, with a hint of the elegance of a hermit's retreat.

  "This time won't be driven out again, right?"

  "Don't worry, this Sun Langzhong is famous for his good temper. Whoever comes to see him for illness, he won't refuse them at the door. If the patient can't afford the medical fee, that's okay too. As long as they have time, they just need to help him pick some medicinal herbs from the mountain, and we beggars usually come to find Sun Langzhong when we have headaches or fever. I heard he used to be a famous divine doctor in Luoyang City, but because he failed to save a king's concubine who had a difficult labor, that king demoted him to a commoner and forbade him from practicing medicine in Luoyang City for the rest of his life."

  Zhen Mingsu said with a strange tone: "What's going on now? You're opening a medical clinic again? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by that Prince?"

  "Originally, Sun Langzhong had no intention of reopening his medical clinic. However, later on while collecting herbs in the mountains, he encountered several women who were abandoned and dying from serious illnesses. He couldn't bear to see them die in the wilderness, so he secretly brought them back to his secluded hut and treated their illnesses. It wasn't until a few years ago when Prince Wang's rebellion failed and his entire family of over 300 people was executed that Sun Langzhong reopened his clinic, specifically to treat people like us who can't afford to go to the big hospitals."

  As they spoke, they had already walked to the gate of the thatched cottage.

  Fei Long knocked on the simple wooden door of the thatched cottage: "Is Master Sun at home?"

  "Grandpa went out to pick herbs and won't be back for a while, what's your business?"

  A pleasant and moving voice sounded behind the two, they turned their heads to look back, only to see a woman standing behind them with a white veil covering her face, holding a wooden basin in her hands, looking at them curiously.

  There were several men's clothes in the wooden basin, apparently belonging to Sun Langzhong.

  Look at her hair, black and shiny, eyes like autumn water, slender figure, although covered with a veil, it can still be seen from her eyebrows that she is a young woman of about twenty years old.

  "Ah, it's Miss Yuè, isn't it? We've come to see Doctor Sun for a medical consultation."

  "Oh, you come in and wait." The woman named Yuèr didn't ask their names either, walked to the front of them, gently pushed open the door, and went inside.

  Two people followed her into the yard.

  In the yard, several vegetable plots were opened up, planted with various green vegetables, and a few blocks of plants that were obviously medicinal herbs. In one corner of the yard, a brick wall surrounded a small enclosure where domestic fowl were raised.

  Dozens of sieves and winnowing baskets filled with various medicinal herbs were placed on the wooden racks in the courtyard, drying in the sun.

  Several thatched cottages were built in sequence, divided into east and west wing rooms and north hall main house.

  A large yellow dog was lazily lying at the entrance of the main house, and when it saw strangers coming, it immediately bared its teeth and loudly barked at the two people.

  "Xiao Huang, don't be rude!" Moon E'r's voice was stern as she put down the washing basin and scolded Xiao Huang. Xiao Huang let out a whimper and stopped barking, turning back to lie down at the entrance of the thatched hut, narrowing his eyes as he vigilantly stared at Zhen Ming and Sui Fei Long.

  "Please come in and sit down for a while, my father will be back soon."

  The woman named Yue led the two into the main house of the thatched cottage, asked them to sit on a long bench in the hall, made each of them a cup of tea, and then went out to dry clothes.

  Women came back to the thatched hut one after another, and several people's laughter echoed in the yard, making the whole thatched hut seem like a paradise on earth.

  Fat Dragon stretched his neck stealthily and looked out of the window, peeking at the young and beautiful girls in the courtyard, occasionally grinning foolishly.

  Zhenming bitterly took a sip of refreshing green tea and carefully examined the surroundings in the room.

  The house is about fifty square meters in size. On the wall opposite the entrance hangs a painting of Shouxing riding a deer and touring the mountains, accompanied by two medicine boys, looking relaxed and contented. Next to it stands an Eight Immortals table with incense burner and fresh fruits on it. The burner is burning three kinds of incense sticks, and the faint fragrance of smoke wafts through the thatched hut, carrying a light scent of grassy herbs.

  Two people sat face to face at a rectangular desk, on which was placed a potted landscape of cypress trees. The four treasures of the study were arranged on it: an inkstone pressed down on white rice paper, and a pen holder hung with brushes of varying sizes.

  In one corner of the desk, several ancient medical books were piled up, including "Qian Jin Fang", "Shang Han Za Bing Lun" and "Huang Di Nei Jing" and other traditional Chinese medicine classics.

  Behind the desk is a large medicine cabinet, with each small drawer labeled in regular script with various drug names.

  Further inside is a bedroom, simple in furnishings but clean and tidy, giving people a feeling of simplicity and purity.

  Just then, several young women's giggles and laughter came from outside the house, and Fei Long also followed suit with a silly smile.

  "Zhu Bajie, you're up to your old tricks again." Zhen Yin couldn't help but laugh and patted his belly.

  Fat Dragon turned his head back in surprise, looking at him with a puzzled expression and asked: "Who is Bajie?"

  "A fat guy who likes watching pretty girls just like you."

  Fei Long smiled awkwardly, scratching his head: "Hehe, when I saw Moon Girl and the others a year ago, they were still very thin, their complexion wasn't good either. A year hasn't passed, and they've all become so beautiful, Sun Langzhong's medical skills are truly amazing."

  As they were talking, a warm voice of a middle-aged man came from outside the house: "Yu'er, Xing'er, Huan'er, come out quickly to help your father lift this big stone. I've carried it all the way down from the mountain and my waist is almost broken."

  "Hubby is back." Several women laughed and ran out of the yard.

  "Master Sun is back, let's go and help." Fei Long hastily stood up and walked out the door, Zhen Ming followed closely behind.

  As he walked out of the hospital gate, a man in his mid-forties, wearing a light blue long gown, with a slender figure and grayish white hair, was surrounded by a group of women who were helping him take off the bamboo medicine basket on his back.

  "Uncle, what's so heavy?"

  "A few stones, carried back from the mountain."