Chapter 47: Su Jihong is poisoned

Doctor Zhou looked at the formula and a relaxed smile appeared on his face: “It can be prepared, but there are not so many medicinal materials in the warehouse for three thousand doses of wound medicine, and we need to find a pharmacist.”

“Do you have a familiar pharmacist? These wound medicines are supplied to the military camps. We must choose top-grade medicinal materials and try to get them at the lowest price. In this way, we can sell them cheaper.”

As a doctor, Su Wan does her best to make everyone able to afford to see a doctor and spend the least money on treatment.

“Good.” Doctor Zhou was passionate and ordered the medicine boy to clean up the messy counter.

He took out his bag and put it on his shoulder, ready to find a pharmacist. Before leaving, he reminded Su Wan: “Our backyard is big, there are several unused rooms, specially set aside for you to make medicinal materials.”

“Then I won’t find another workshop.” Su Wan walked to the door and took out fifty taels of silver and gave it to Doctor Zhou: “You take it to buy medicine.”

Doctor Zhou took the money and left.

Su Wan stood at the door, looking at a small shop next to her, selling rouge and powder. The door was deserted and there was no business. The shopkeeper was idle and rubbing the dirt on his neck.

The medicine boy came over, pulled Su Wan’s sleeve into the medical hall, and whispered: “Doctor Zhou heard that you want to take over the shop next door to sell medicinal meals, and asked next door. The shopkeeper said that he does not lease, only sells, and wants this number.”

He held up a few fingers.

Su Wan: “Three hundred taels of silver?”

The medicine boy nodded.

“Why doesn’t he go rob?” Su Wan clicked her tongue, immediately dismissing the thought, and couldn’t help but complain, “Other places are just over a hundred taels of silver, at most two hundred taels.”

One copper coin is equivalent to one modern yuan, so three hundred taels of silver is three hundred thousand yuan.

Not to mention the money at this time, it is more valuable than in modern.

Su Wan quickly discovered a fact, even if it is more than one hundred taels, she can’t afford it!

No! She has to develop more medicines and earn more money!

Su Wan was like a chicken blood, full of energy.

The shop next door sells rouge and powder. If she develops pure Chinese medicine skincare products and the effects are shown, she can use them to exchange with the shop next door!

Just do it, Su Wan took out the ancestral prescription, prepared the medicinal materials, and went to the backyard to develop it.

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In the capital city, the atmosphere in the Residence of the Marquis of Dingyuan is heavy, as if shrouded in a thick haze.

The atmosphere in the main courtyard of the eldest house was heavy.

Su Jihong was lying on the bed, falling into a coma. His majestic face was tinged with a cyan-black color, and his left arm was cut off from the elbow, now wrapped in thick bandages.

A gentle and beautiful woman in her thirties was sitting by the bed. She still had her charm, but at this moment, she was looking at the man on the bed with a sorrowful expression, her eyes red and swollen from crying.

Standing next to her was a young girl dressed in a light white long dress. The dress was so plain that it didn’t even have a single embroidery, extremely elegant. It set off her delicate and fair face, as pure and flawless as a lotus in a pond.

Su Mixue gently comforted the Lady of the Marquis of Dingyuan, “Mother, don’t be sad. I will find a divine doctor to detoxify father.”

The Lady of the Marquis of Dingyuan collapsed in tears into Su Mixue’s arms, “Your father can’t have an accident. If something happens to him, what should I do?”

Her hand tightly gripped Su Mixue’s wrist, as if clutching a lifesaving straw, “You go back to the palace and ask the prince to post a notice for a divine doctor to detoxify your father!”

The old Lady Su has always disliked her. Previously, because her status was not worthy of Su Jihong, she was driven out of the Marquis’s mansion.

Later, after her husband died, the old Lady Su thought she was a jinx who would kill her own man. It took several years of stalemate before Su Jihong married her.

Even if Su Mixue marries the prince, the old Lady Su still dislikes her, but she no longer loses her face. If Su Jihong dies, she will definitely have a hard time in the Marquis’s mansion!

The Lady of the Marquis of Dingyuan hated Qi Guang to death. He had smeared poison on the knife, clearly intending to take Su Jihong’s life!

Su Mixue gently patted the back of the Lady of the Marquis of Dingyuan, and looked at the unconscious Su Jihong. He was her support in the Eastern Palace, and she would not let him die no matter what.

“I will ask the prince to post a notice in the public to find a divine doctor.”