The streets are crowded with people, and it is very lively. Various goods are everywhere, and there are endless hawking sounds, and you want to shout... Ye Yimu walked leisurely on the street. The white veil blocked half of his face, and only a pair of smart big eyes could be seen, flashing.

Ye Yimu asked passers-by and walked towards the direction of "Yangshengtang". "Yangshengtang" is the largest medicine shop in the imperial capital of Zunnan, and has the best medical skills in Zunnan. There are more than 20 doctors in the clinic, and different patients come to seek medical treatment every day. Even the royal family is afraid of it. Since ancient times, doctors have enjoyed it.

Before we arrived at the entrance of the "Health Hall", we saw a long queue of patients. Ye Yimu's eyes lit up: Money! Money is neatly arranged in rows!

Ye Yimu walked straight in.

"For this guest, please queue up for medical treatment. There are many patients waiting behind you." A servant came over and reached out to stop Ye Yimu and said politely.

"I don't want to see a doctor, I'm here to apply for a doctor." Seeing that the servant was quite polite, Ye Yimu replied seriously.

The crowd is surging...

"Looking at this girl's young age, I'm afraid she has never seen the world."

"That's right, I'm going to say that even if she knows a little medical skills, it's just a superficial one."

"Maybe they are really capable, they can't just look at their age"...

"Oh... it's hard to say"...

...

"This girl, you said you came to apply for a doctor in the clinic, but now Mr. Luo is not here, and there is no way to test your medical skills. Otherwise, you will come again another day?" the servant said with a frown. Looking at Ye Yimu's figure and appearance, a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old at most doesn't look like a medical skill. Which daughter of a family doesn't learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and etiquette. Children from poor families don't have to think about it. They spend time on their own to survive. Ye Yimu's dress is not like a daughter of a wealthy family. What's more, how can they do any medical skills at such a young age?

Ye Yimu frowned: Why are people in ancient times... stubborn? Ye Yimu of course knew the idea of ​​sales. It was just that she was young, she was small, or she was not dressed well...

And you can't beat him up in public...

Suddenly...

"Help! Doctor...Doctor, please help... Please save my husband... Please... I'm dying... He... Save..." Before the middle-aged woman could say something clearly, she kept crying. Then, she stuttered... and knelt in the crowd and seemed particularly abrupt.

I was helpless, and I heard the little girl crying in the mansion. After finally getting into trouble, I still heard the aunt crying...

Ye Yimu looked at the middle-aged woman and shrugged her. He walked over and helped her up: "If you believe me, I will treat your husband."

"Or, you can wait, and wait until the person in front of you finish reading it, it's your turn, but, depending on your husband's situation, you should be bitten by a poisonous spider an hour ago. The poison has invaded his limbs. After another half an hour, the poison will invade his heart, and there is no possibility of treatment." Ye Yimu glanced at the man on the stretcher not far away and gave the middle-aged woman a choice. Maybe she could use this man to "take the upper hand".

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment and looked at Ye Yimu. The little girl saw her husband's illness from a distance and calculated the time of poisoning. Maybe she could really save her husband's life. If she queued up, she would have to wait until dark. Moreover, the cost of "Health Hall" was too high, so she couldn't take it out. Her family relied on her husband, and her husband was the only male in the family. If she had a few shortcomings, she wouldn't dare to think about it.

"Thank you, girl, I believe in you." The middle-aged woman stood up and looked at her husband on the stretcher, calmed down, bowed slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

Ye Yimu nodded slightly and walked towards the stretcher. The surroundings were quiet, as if shocked by Ye Yimu and the middle-aged woman's actions.

The man on the stretcher had his eyes closed, his whole body twitched slightly, and his whole face was black...

Ye Yimu put his hand into his sleeve, and when he moved his consciousness, four golden needles appeared on his hand. It was not that she had to put her hand into her sleeve, but that if she didn't have to take it, she would probably be regarded as a god or monster by these "primitive people". Of course, Ye Yimu believed that it was a monster. Have you ever seen such a shabby god...

Ye Yimu pulled up the man's hand on the stretcher, pressed the acupoint on his arm, and two golden needles fell down respectively, and then inserted the remaining two golden needles into the man's calves, clean and neat, with a light speed. Heishi slowly flowed out along the four golden needles...

The black gradually faded out of the man's face, but it was a little white and bloodless...

He took back the golden needle neatly and put the golden needle into his consciousness according to the "old method".

"Take paper and pen, take the medicine according to the prescription, boil it and drink it. You will get out of bed tomorrow," Ye Yimu said lightly.

Silent.

Ye Yimu looked up slightly, and the crowd around him stared at her blankly. His eyes were full of shock. One of the silver-haired old men nodded slightly, with a smile in their eyes. Of course, Ye Yimu didn't pay any attention.

"Aunt?" Ye Yimu frowned. Every time Ye Yimu treated the patient, he was focused and focused, and everything around him was full of air. Therefore, his neat medical practice process shocked everyone and she didn't know whether it was good or not. Besides, this spider poison is just a child's thing. Is it necessary? Sexy people.

"Yes, the fairy doctor. I'll get paper and pen now." The middle-aged woman looked at Ye Yimu and then looked at her husband. She was excited.

Borrowing paper and pen from "Yanshengtang", Ye Yi wrote down the prescription and dosage in a caustic manner and handed it to a middle-aged woman.

"My doctor fairy, this...the diagnosis money..." The middle-aged woman trembled a little. She really didn't have much money.

"No need, if you believe me, I'll be a doctor." Ye Yimu's mouth raised slightly, and the gauze on her face covered her, and no one saw it. She should be able to make money when she sees the doctor: Brother Yinzi, come to the bowl soon.

Dong! The middle-aged woman knelt in front of Ye Yimu and kowtowed heavily, "Thank you, thank you, the magic doctor fairy"
Chapter completed!