Chapter 82 (1/2)

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Qi Rongyue got up and said to several apprentices: ”you can also sort out the rest of the medicine. I will come to check later. It doesn't matter if it's slower. Don't make mistakes. It's different to pick up the medicine and do other things. There can't be any mistakes.”

The apprentices respectfully said that they could not suppress the joy on all sides.

I thought that they had been sold slaves, and they could only do some chores in their whole life. But I didn't expect that the hostess brought them to the medicine hall and taught them to pick up the medicine and refine it. It's not a chore. It's a long face job. Once they learn it, they can become an indispensable pharmacist in the medicine hall. It's beautiful to think about it.

Qi Rongyue goes to the front hall with Xueer. Boss Li is sitting on the bench next to the front door and against the wall. It seems that he looks a little better than when I saw him last time, but he still looks a little depressed.

Boss Li saw Qi Rongyue's figure, stood up immediately, approached Qi Rongyue, arched his hand and said: ”Miss Qi, it's impolite. Today, I heard the news of the opening of the Rongyu hall. I'm a little late. Please don't blame Miss Qi!”

Qi Rongyue waved: ”what are you talking about? I didn't send someone to inform you. It's my fault!”

She doesn't like this kind of polite words the most, but if people are in the Jianghu today, they will often say it later.

After she went back to the clinic, she asked boss Li to sit down and said, ”I will feel your pulse first.”

Boss Li still sat down and handed it over.

Qi Rongyue's pulse is not the same as that of ordinary doctors. Ordinary doctors use two or three fingers to feel the pulse, but Qi Rongyue only uses one finger, and the pulse speed is very fast. He has not felt the temperature of her abdominal transmission into his wrist skin, and her fingers have shrunk back.

”You are suffering from tuberculosis. Fortunately, you are in the early stage!”