I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

Chapter 13: Wearing a mask for husband

A gentleman makes money in the right way.

Although the manager was tempted, he was running a medical center. A slight mistake would affect a person’s life. “Miss, what do you need me to cooperate with?”

“Come close to my ear…” Bai Caoshi mumbled her thoughts.

She was fine, but the manager’s heart was already in turmoil. He carefully examined Bai Caoshi and found that the little girl’s watery eyes flashed with certainty, confidence, and persistence. She definitely did not look like she was joking.

“No, no, my Golden Elephant Medical Center’s name…”

It wouldn’t be destroyed because of this, right? This was the manager’s greatest worry.

Bai Caoshi suddenly asked, “Master, did someone come to the shop today and bought the herbs such as Chuanqiu, Danggui, and Guizhi?”

The manager’s pupils constricted. Prediction?

The waiters from the Ju Peng tavern came to buy them. Everyone worked in the same town and saw each other frequently.

“There’s no need to wonder why I know. Because that was my suggestion.”

“I understand the medicinal cuisine and pharmacology.”

“I only want to save my husband. I’ll bear all the consequences.”

“After leaving this clinic, I won’t mention a word about what happened today. Please keep it a secret for me.”

Every sentence hit the nail on the head. He was suddenly curious about how far she would go.

“Deal.”

**

In the front hall of the medical center, Zhe Yu and Bai Xiaoshu were still waiting.

Bai Caoshi did not come out, but the manager came.

“Where is she?”

“Where’s my sister?”

Zhe Yu and Bai Xiaoshu spoke in unison.

“Young Master Zhe Yu, it’s like this. You’ve seen the situation in the medical center today. The doctor is not at home.” The manager changed the topic. “But Madam is worried about your condition and doesn’t want to delay for a moment. Please let us take a look at you. There’s an apprentice in the medical center who has been taught by the doctor. He can take a look for you. As for Madam, she will go home with you after you’re done.”

Was this the result of Bai Caoshi’s discussion? Zhe Yu felt that there was something strange about it.

“Where is she?” Zhe Yu asked.

The manager looked at Zhe Yu. Such a handsome appearance, no, his figure was also top-notch. Unfortunately, he was seriously ill. “The apprentice has some unfinished work to do. Madam took the initiative to help. Young Master, please take a look.”

“Alright.” Zhe Yu gave Bai Xiaoshu a calm look and followed the manager into the inner room.

The apprentice was ready. He sat behind the table. He was very young, and his body was slightly thin. He wore a bun on his head, and his face was yellow. His eyebrows drooped a little, and there was a shop assistant standing beside him.

“Young Master, please take a seat.” The apprentice lowered his eyes and said.

Zhe Yu obeyed and sat down, staring at him without blinking.

This made the apprentice a little embarrassed. “Young Master, are there flowers on my face?”

“No.” Zhe Yu’s voice was cold. If one listened carefully, there was even a hint of anger.

The apprentice did not care. Looking down from the top of his head, this was a form of consultation by looking. “The posture of a person can reflect the changes in the body. Young Master’s complexion is pale. This is a sign of insufficient Qi and blood and weak Yang Qi.”

He moved a little closer, his fingers moving gently to make the air flow. This was a form of consultation by smelling. “Young Master, please open your mouth. Let me see your throat and tongue.”

Zhe Yu frowned, clearly disgusted. “It’s not like I’ve never seen a doctor, but no one sees a patient like you.”

“It’s an ancestral method. Don’t be afraid of treatment.”

The apprentice held Zhe Yu’s chin with precision. Zhe Yu’s gaze was like a torch, shooting over like lightning. The apprentice retracted his hand in embarrassment.

“Well, tell me how you felt when the illness acted up.” The apprentice was a little flustered. His slender fingers felt Zhe Yu’s pulse.

Zhe Yu caught a glimpse of the blisters and scars on the apprentice’s palm.