Arrange posthumous affairs

  Huan and Xing were just newcomers after all, and although Dr. Sun only assigned them some patients with lighter symptoms, the three of them still couldn't keep up with the workload - there were too many patients and not enough doctors.

  Especially Huan Er, has been somewhat troubled lately.

  One day, a young man with the surname Chu came to the medical clinic to see Sun Langzhong for an examination. Unintentionally, he saw Xing'er taking a patient's pulse and stood frozen at the door of her room for nearly half an hour, staring blankly at Xing'er.

  From then on, he came to queue at the clinic every day, sometimes queuing for a whole day just to let Xing'er be treated.

  His symptoms are different every day, either his head hurts a bit, his heart beats fast, and his face feels hot, or he can't sleep at night and has all sorts of wild thoughts.

  Xing'er had always been clever and quick-witted, but when it came to emotions, she was surprisingly dull and left people speechless. At first, she patiently diagnosed and treated him, prescribing some calming and brain-supplementing medicine for him. Until one day, the other party suddenly grabbed her hand that was taking his pulse and placed it on his chest, gazing deeply into her eyes and saying:

  "Doctor Apricot, look at how fast my heart is beating. I must have lovesickness. Please cure me."

  Xing'er was taken aback, and it wasn't until then that she reacted, her face suddenly sinking. Without saying another word, she picked up the broom and chased the man with the surname Chu out the door, warning him that they would fight every time they met.

  The warning had no effect, and Mr. Chu still came every day, regardless of wind or rain, his determination was admirable.

  Later, Xing Er couldn't bear the harassment from the other party and had to tell Zhen Ming Ku about it. Zhen Ming Ku originally wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but found out that this person was none other than Xu Deng Shan, the young scholar who wrote the beautiful calligraphy for Zhang's pastry shop several months ago.

  This is great, Xing'er heard that this man was the one who wrote a few words and extorted twenty taels of silver from Zhen Mingshu, and now he still dares to come and flirt with her. She became even more furious, scolding him harshly and demanding that he return the money immediately, otherwise she would report him to the authorities and have him beaten with dozens of boards.

  Mr. Chu had never met such a formidable girl, and with a sorrowful face, he agreed to return the silver coins to them, but the silver had already been spent by him, and for the time being, he couldn't take out so much, so he proposed to repay them by writing letters for them, and explained his difficulties, saying that there was also a seriously ill teacher who needed care, and it was only because of this that he had set up a stall to sell words.

  He also said that although he was just a poor scholar, he was an invaluable talent, and after two years of participating in the imperial examination, he would at least be among the top three. He bluntly expressed his affection to Xing Er.

  Xing'er is extremely sensitive to the two words "Zhuangyuan", and she scolds them severely, saying that even if she were to marry a pig or a dog, she would never marry a Zhuangyuan. She scolds so much that the other person is left bewildered, not knowing why she has such great anger towards Zhuangyuan.

  After calming down the emotional Xing Er with great difficulty, Zhen Ming pulled Hu Dengshan aside and told him to come to the pharmacy for an interview tomorrow. Although working at the pharmacy didn't pay much, it could still help solve the problem of three meals a day.

  Xu Dengshan immediately became excited and tearfully looked at Zhen Mingshu, calling out "Zhen Ge" repeatedly, asking Zhen Mingshu to say a few good words in front of Huan'er.

  After reluctantly agreeing to speak well of him in front of Xing Er, he happily went back.

  Sun Langzhong saw it in his eyes, and although he was somewhat puzzled in his heart, he didn't say anything. He believed in Zhen Ming's discerning eye, and since he had taken a liking to this young man, there must be some reason for it.

  But in his heart, a sense of foreboding arose, and he couldn't understand why Zhen Ming had to arrange everything so carefully, as if he was making arrangements for after his death, leaving behind a way out.

  ……

  The next day, Xun Dengshan eagerly came to the pharmacy and asked Sun Langzhong to be his master. Although Xing Er strongly opposed it, under the persuasion of Zhen Ming, Sun Langzhong reluctantly accepted him as a medical apprentice.

  Xing'er was so angry that she didn't speak to him for several days, and whenever she saw him, she couldn't help but scold him. As soon as she saw Duan Dengshan, she would curse at him a few times. However, Duan Dengshan's face was so thick-skinned that even Xing'er felt inferior. No matter how much Xing'er scolded him, he always had a smiling expression and stuck to her side like glue, following her everywhere without complaint.

  Xing'er finally couldn't help but sigh: "No face, no skin, no self-respect."

  ……

  The days go by one after another.

  The number of times she heard the words "go home" from Zhenming's bitter mouth gradually increased, and Xiao Hong's vigilant heart raised a hint of suspicion.

  One day, when Zhen Ming was not at home, she sneaked into his room to see what he was doing every day when he locked himself in.

  I didn't know if I didn't enter, but when I went in and took a look, I was suddenly startled.

  The room was filled with a pile of strange objects she had never seen before, including medium-sized cylindrical objects wrapped in yellow copper wire, roller-like handles, a large wooden basin filled with water and containing a curved metal wire connected to a small black metal box through two metal wires.

  Inside the small metal box is a ceramic container filled with a strange liquid, emitting a sour and putrid smell. Two gold-plated metal probes are immersed in this solution, with two segments on top of the probes connected to two metal wires.

  "Danger: Strong Acid, Disfiguring and Causing Burns. Do Not Touch!"

  "How did he know I was coming in? Hmph, not letting me move makes me want to move even more!" Xing Er said with a huff, but didn't dare to really go forward and touch it. The foul smell emanating from the small iron box made her feel a chill run down her spine.

  In addition, there is a small windmill-like thing made of a pair of black stones, with a large rocker in the middle. The middle of the rocker is a spiral-shaped object made of metal sheets and brass wires.

  Xing'er recognized the two black stones, Zhen Mingshu had once used this kind of stone to play a trick on her and Huan'er, it was a magical stone that could absorb iron filings, according to Zhen Mingshu, this stone was called magnetite.

  She saw no warning signs on it and curiously walked up, took a look, and couldn't help but shake the joystick.

  Something happened that left her speechless.

  In a corner of the room, it suddenly lit up, scaring her into hastily releasing the joystick. When the joystick stopped, the bright light gradually dimmed.

  She walked with a quivering heart to the corner that emitted light, and found there was a glass container like a bubble, inside which was a metal wire that had been burned bright red.

  It is this small round glass ball that emits a bright light.

  Xing'er's face was full of surprise, she returned to the handle and shook it a few more times. The small glass ball lit up again, and its brightness changed with her shaking speed.

  She found it more and more interesting, shaking the handle quickly, with increasing force, the corner lamp getting brighter and brighter, illuminating the whole room, suddenly, with a loud crack ——

  The bright light went out, and a burst of black eyes emerged from the small glass ball in the corner, and the entire small glass ball turned black.

  Xing'er let out a startled cry, released the handlebars, looked around nervously with a tense face, saw no one, and quickly left the scene of the crime, closing the door again.