Transformed into the control group, relying on the spiritual spring space to feed four children

Chapter 143 Cold Attack

Wen Yan took Wan Xuan out of the clinic and went straight to the place where they had an appointment with Fang Yazi.

Zhongjing Hall was in the back street, not far from Chang'an Street. The two men saw Fang Yazi not far away.

"Madam Wen, this way." Fang Yazi was still the same Zhao Er from yesterday, looking at Wen Yan with a smile.

The two of them met at this intersection to make it easier for them to meet, as the real shop was a little further to the end of the road.

"Madam Wen, I heard yesterday that you know the owner of Zhongjing Hall, right?" Zhao Er said with a smile, "No wonder he told me last night that he will pay for all the shops you like!"

Wen Yan smiled helplessly: "He actually went to you guys to tell you?"

Zhao Er nodded, "Of course not. Last night, I was ready to go to bed, but he pulled me out of bed to tell me. So no matter what you like today, just tell me, and I, Zhao Er, will go through fire and water to get it for you!"

This Zhao Er speaks better than he sings. Wen Yan looks at him and says, "I only know your name is Zhao Er, what's your full name?"

Zhao Er scratched his head and smiled shyly: "Actually, there is not much difference. My name is Zhao Erbao. Madam Wen, if you don't mind, you can call me Erbao."

Zhao Erbao looked only about 20 years old. Wen Yan asked, "How many years have you been doing this?"

"One year, my father also did this. He originally wanted me to study and take the imperial examination, but he passed away last year. I didn't even pass the examination to become a scholar, so I just followed in his footsteps and did this."

Zhao Erbao knew that he was not a good student, but being a landlord was not bad. The monthly salary was enough to make ends meet. In two years, when he had saved enough, he could get married and have children.

Wen Yan didn't ask any more questions and followed Zhao Erbao to look around the shops at the end of the street.

This place was no different from what was described on the blueprint. Originally, it was a jewelry store. The front of the cabinet was made of transparent light green glass. Wen Yan liked it very much.

The space in the backyard is large enough to be converted into an embroidery workshop and a facial cream workshop. There is even a cellar with perfect lighting and ventilation, which is a place to store sundries.

Zhao Erbao took Wen Yan around and said, "Actually, this shop is not very popular. Many shops have moved here. Although the business at the end of the street is okay, it is not as good as the business at the front. In addition, the space here is large, so the cost is high. Many shops are unable to make ends meet... If you are not satisfied, I will take you to see other places..."

Wen Yan smiled and said, "No, I'm quite satisfied."

"Really?" Zhao Erbao also smiled, "As long as you are satisfied."

Wen Yan looked at Zhao Erbao: "I am quite satisfied with you as well."

Zhao Erbao:?

Wan Xuan:?

Zhao Erbao thought he was average looking, so he smiled bitterly and said, "Madam Wen, please don't joke with me."

Wen Yan said seriously: "I'm not kidding, do you want to follow me? It just so happens that I'm short of someone here."

A few days ago, Wang He told her that she couldn't bear to leave her mother at home and had confirmed that she would stay in Xiahe Town. So the position here became vacant and she needed someone to help her sell things.

It turned out that she wanted him to work with her. Zhao Erbao breathed a sigh of relief. He did not refuse immediately, but just asked: "I haven't asked yet, what do you sell in this shop?"

Wen Yan: "Facial cream."

Facial cream? Zhao Erbao smiled bitterly, "Are you making fun of me? Facial cream is something women use, how can I sell it?"

Wen Yan also smiled, "Then according to what you said, the biggest jewelry merchant in the Ning Dynasty is also a man, why can he sell it?"

But Wen Yan didn't want him to give a result right away. "Anyway, take your time. I plan to open the store after the new year. Tell me your decision before the opening. By the way, the name of the store is 'Yan Ruxue Clothing Store'. You can also ask around and make a decision after you have a clear idea in your mind."

It must be said that Wen Yan was very prudent in her work. Even though Zhao Erbao initially thought that he could never do it, he was a little uncertain now.

Zhao Erbao agreed with a smile, and they walked out of the shop together. "Madam Wen, it's almost noon, where are you going to eat? Do you need me to lead the way again?"

Wen Yan refused, "You go back first, we have somewhere to go."

As soon as Zhao Erbao left, Shui Yancai appeared on Chang'an Street, followed by two medicine boys. When she saw Wen Yan and Wan Xuan, her eyes lit up, "Wan Xuan! Aunt Wen!"

Shui Yancai was extremely anxious, with cold sweat all over her forehead: "You, you quickly come with me to the clinic, my little grandfather is dying, I don't know why!"

Wan Xuan and Wen Yan's faces changed, and they quickly followed him to the back street.

Wen Yan asked: "What's going on?"

Shui Yancai shook her head. "I don't know. After boiling the medicine according to the prescription left by Wan Xuan, the other people all showed signs of improvement, but only my grandfather was fine at the beginning. But I don't know why he suddenly developed a low fever. Now his temperature is very low and his pulse is very weak..."

Shui Yancai had the best relationship with his little grandfather. He had never seen his little grandfather so weak, and his eyes couldn't help but become red.

Wan Xuan comforted: "Don't be afraid."

Shui Yancai sniffed, "Wan Xuan, do you know what's going on? You prescribed the medicine, and you know little grandfather's pulse. Do you have any ideas?"

Wen Yan knew her daughter best. When she saw Wan Xuan's calm expression, she knew that she knew what was going on. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in advance. She was still nervous, but not upset.

Several people walked quickly to the inner courtyard of Zhongjing Hall, where Lin Shi was pacing back and forth in the room.

Shui Xingjian was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face was pale and his lips were purple. Wan Xuan felt his pulse and said to Shui Yancai, "Bring me a pen and paper to take notes."

“Okay.” Shui Yancai quickly took something from the small compartment next to her.

Wan Xuan quickly named a few herbs, "Hurry up and fry them. At the same time, prepare the ginseng slices and put them in his mouth to keep him alive."

“Okay!” Shui Yancai agreed promptly, and personally went to grab the medicine and gave it to the medicine boy to boil. Then she took out the oldest ginseng slices in the hall and hurriedly brought them over.

"Boss, what happened to my grandpa?" Shui Yancai looked a little embarrassed, his eyes full of worry.

Lin Shi at the side felt a little guilty: "What's going on? Isn't it because the prescription is wrong? I said you are young and can't prescribe medicine."

Shui Yancai didn't believe his nonsense: "Then tell me, why are all the others safe and sound?"

Lin Shi: "Maybe she was just lucky enough to get lucky!"

Wan Xuan said calmly: "Stop talking. Let me ask you, who got the medicine for him?"

Shui Yancai pointed at Lin Shi: "Him."

Wan Xuan looked at Lin Shi and said firmly, "If I'm not mistaken, you mistakenly got the herb Aconitum for Chuanwu, right?"

Lin Shi's eyes flashed with panic, "No, no."

"No?" Wan Xuan smiled. "If there isn't any, then I should be able to check the drug residue. I haven't been away for long, so the drug residue must still be there. I'll know at a glance."

Seeing Lin Shi's evasive expression, Shui Yancai looked at him in disbelief, and immediately went to get the residue that had not been thrown away after boiling. Shui Yancai knew at a glance that it was clearly Chuanwu, not Caowu!

Shui Yancai placed the medicine jar heavily on the table: "Lin Shi! What's wrong with you!"

Seeing that he could no longer hide the truth, Lin Shi could only stammer, "Even if I mixed up the two, so what? The medicinal properties of these two herbs are similar, and the medicinal properties of Chuanwu are even milder! Why can't we switch? I think if we use Caowu, the shopkeeper will probably get even sicker!"

Wan Xuan shook her head. This person was hopeless. If she felt there was something wrong with the prescription, she should have discussed it with her. How could she modify it without permission?

Shui Yancai finished looking at the medicine residue and was too lazy to pay attention to Lin Shi. He waited for Shui Xingjian to sober up and let him deal with it himself. He was more curious. What Lin Shi said was actually correct. Why must it be Caowu and not Chuanwu?

Wan Xuan made way for him. "You come and feel it. I saw that he was infected with the plague that day, but his pulse was a little different from that of other people who were infected with the plague. The pulse was floating and tight, and sinking and slow. This is the pulse of a person who has been poisoned by cold. Although he has been cured now, his body still has some sequelae. The medicine I prescribed is cold in nature. Ordinary people would at most feel a little uncomfortable in their stomachs after taking it, but Shuixingjian needs a hot medicine to buffer it. I chose Caowu because I calculated it well, and it can just suppress the cold symptoms in his body."

Shui Yancai also noticed it, "So, grandpa is suffering from a cold now?"