Chapter 88 Medical Treatment
By doing this, Yu Chaosheng spent 36000 taels of silver in a short period of time, bought the raw stones and sold them in the mall, earning 108000 taels.

The silver note was divided equally between the two parties, which means that Yu Chaosheng spent 18000 taels of silver and gained a net profit of 26100 taels.

They only walked through one-third of South Street and earned so much. If they finished walking through the whole street, wouldn't the net profit be over 100,000?

The two of them didn't even have time to eat, so they just bought a few buns on the street to eat, and then rushed to the next store...

At dusk, the two finally returned to the inn.

She spent nearly half of the silver notes she had on buying stones for cash, and exchanged some of them at the money shop. Pan Yingying still had more than 130,000 silver notes left in her hands. If she went out again tomorrow, she should be able to turn them all into gold and silver.

"Where have you been? Why are you back just now?" When Zhao saw the two of them, she quickly asked the waiter to prepare dinner.

They had already eaten and should have gone back to their room to rest, but she was worried about her daughter and son-in-law who had not returned yet, so she just waited in the lobby.

The two of them laughed together and did not answer where they had been specifically. They only said that they had played outside for a day.

Zhao guessed that the two men must have gone out to do something, and seeing that they refused to say anything, she did not ask any more questions and just told them to eat and go to bed early.

When I returned to the room, Batian was already asleep.

Hearing the noise of two people coming in, he lazily raised his eyelids.

Humph! Fat Tiger is upset because he went out to play without it!

The two of them didn't notice that Batian was in a bad mood and are now eager to divide the money!
After Honglian and Lumei left, the two climbed onto the big bed and Yu Chaosheng quickly lowered the gauze curtain.

Pan Yingying took out her computer, turned off the sound, and began to calculate the profits that the two of them deserved today.

After a series of clicks, Yu Chaosheng received a total of 68 taels.

He slapped his thigh with excitement.

Pan Yingying blinked and silently exchanged her share of the silver for gold in the mall.

She prefers shiny gold to silver.

After dividing the money, the two of them thought of Batian when they were lying on the bed and shopping in the mall.

Yu Chaosheng got rich today and was very generous. He asked Pan Yingying to buy 200 kilograms of raw beef for Batian in the mall at one time, and it had to be the best and most expensive!

Picking up a piece and putting it into Batian’s food bowl, Fat Tiger no longer remembered how to be angry and just focused on eating.

Yu Chaosheng thought to himself, you are just a foodie, can't I cure you?

Lying back on the bed, Yu Chaosheng suddenly had an idea and insisted on buying a golden pillow. Pan Yingying searched the mall for a long time but couldn't find such a thing.

Yu Chaosheng had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and asked Pan Yingying to exchange it for four large gold bricks so that he could put them together to make a pillow.

Sleeping on gold, his pursuit is so simple and hard!

However, his arduous and simple pursuit brought him pain the next day.

Yes, Yu Chaosheng had a stiff neck.

Early in the morning, Pan Yingying's laughter echoed throughout the top floor.

Yu Chaosheng tilted his head, wanting to cry but without tears. He could imagine the situation he would face next, so he refused to go downstairs, refused to let anyone enter the room, and even refused to let Pan Yingying open it for him.

Pan Yingying tried every means to persuade him, almost using her fists, before she managed to get him to agree to go to the clinic later after everyone had gone out to the streets.

The two of them were huddled on the couch. Pan Yingying had just read an interesting part of the script when she caught a glimpse of Batian walking slowly in front of her with his hairy head tilted to one side.

Yu Chaosheng also noticed this guy's actions, and was so angry that he grabbed the pillow on his back and threw it at him.

"It actually dared to imitate me!" Yu Chaosheng pointed at Fat Tiger and accused.

Pan Yingying didn't believe it. How could Batian have such intelligence?

She waved to Fat Tiger, "Batian, come here, let me see what's going on." Batian approached with his head tilted, his round eyes clear and stupid.

Pan Yingying took out a piece of beef from the space and threw it to it. It jumped up instantly and took more than a pound of beef into its mouth in one bite. There was no trace of the tilted head just now.

Yu Chao was so angry that he wanted to beat the tiger, but Batian ran away with the meat in his mouth without giving him a chance.

"Okay, okay, it's probably just a coincidence. Don't think too much of it. Hurry up and pack up and get ready to go downstairs." Pan Yingying fetched water to wash her hands. When she turned around, she saw Batian, who had just finished eating the meat in big mouthfuls, with his head tilted again.

Pan Yingying: ...

Well, she underestimated the intelligence of this fat tiger.

The dog sneaked downstairs and went into a nearby clinic.

The old doctor sitting in the clinic has a kind face and one can tell at a glance that he is a very skilled doctor.

The old doctor was chatting with Yu Chaosheng and restored the patient before he could react. Pan Yingying didn't even notice when the old doctor took action.

This is a miracle doctor!

Pan Yingying was overjoyed and asked the doctor to prescribe some medicine to treat various common diseases.

The doctor looked at her suspiciously and said, "I think Madam seems to be suffering from a deficiency. Would you like me to take her pulse?"

Before Pan Yingying could answer, Yu Chaosheng stood up and pressed her down to the place where he had just sat, and grabbed her hand and placed it on the pulse pillow.

"Doctor, please take a good look at her. She is particularly uncomfortable when it is cold." Yu Chaosheng was a little anxious. "Her hands and feet are cold all night when she sleeps."

The old doctor nodded and said to comfort him softly, "Don't worry, young master. Let me treat you first."

Pan Yingying didn't say anything. This kind of congenital deficiency was the most difficult to treat, and she had basically no hope. Most importantly, she didn't want to drink the bitter medicine soup, because that thing was not meant for humans to drink.

After the old doctor treated Pan Yingying's right hand, he asked her to treat her left hand.

After a long time, he picked up the pen and wrote down the prescription.

“Boil three bowls of water into one bowl. Take it for half a year first. You should see improvement after half a year. Continue taking it for three years and there should be no problem. I will write two more food supplement recipes for you.” The old doctor handed the prescription to Yu Chaosheng.

Yu Chaosheng took the prescription and read it carefully. Although he didn't understand anything, he felt that it seemed very powerful.

He nodded solemnly, "Thank you, doctor."

Pan Yingying's face fell.

Three years? Why not just stab her?

When the medicine boy was dispensing the medicine, Yu Chaosheng threw out a bag of silver and waved his hand, "100 sets first!"

Pan Yingying: ???

Yu Chaosheng, I killed you!!!

However, Yu Chaosheng didn't seem to notice her expression of wanting to eat someone. He leaned on the counter and said to her nonchalantly, "You're welcome. As your husband, this is what I should do."

Pan Yingying looked left and right, and was about to reach out to grab the old doctor's inkstone.

The old doctor's eyes widened, and he immediately raised his hand to hold it down, "Madam, you can't do that! This is the only inkstone I have!"

Pan Yingying took out a ten-liang silver ingot and threw it into his arms, "I'll buy you a new one! Lend me this one first!"

The old doctor gritted his teeth and refused to agree, trying to comfort her earnestly, "Madam, good medicine tastes bitter, good medicine tastes bitter!"

He had seen many patients who didn't like to drink bitter medicine, but this was the first time he had seen one so fierce. If this inkstone was used, it would be strange if a hole wasn't made in the young man's head!
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