The Divine Doctor and Stay-at-home Dad

The market is very big. After entering the gate, there is a small stall of nearly two kilometers long, and then a huge wholesale market of medicinal materials.

In the wholesale city, there are some large-scale wholesalers of medicinal materials. The quality of medicinal materials is relatively high, and the price is naturally more expensive.

The stalls outside are all the herbs picked by the nearby farmers from the mountains. They are sold here, the price is relatively cheap, but also where fish swim with dragons, it is easy to buy fake medicine.

Qin Haodong naturally does not need to worry about this. As a cultivator, he is very sensitive to Spiritual Qi. You can tell the true and false and the year of the medicine with a glance.

The main two-flavored medicine is the Fleeceflower Root and Ginseng in hundreds of years.

He walked slowly along the outside booth, and he still had nothing to gain after walking. After all, there are too few wild herbs in this era, let alone hundreds of years of treasures.

Seeing the scattered booths coming to the end, suddenly Qin Haodong's eyes lit up, and finally found a hundred years of Fleeceflower Root in a booth.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man of 40 age and looks very eye-catching in many booths. Now it is the summer season in Jiangnan. The owners of other booths are wearing very little, and some even wear shirtless, but he has long trousers and sturdy, as if he is afraid of cold.

Even so, the middle-aged man's face is still pale and spirited.

“Boss, how do you sell this?” Qin Haodong asked the centennial Fleeceflower Root at the foot of the stall.

When I heard the business came to the door, the stall owner had a little spirit. He said with a big eye: "This is the Fleeceflower Root of the year, 2 million!"

"2 million?" Qin Haodong's surprised expression, then said, "Boss, are you too expensive?"

In fact, he was just surprised that Boss sold too cheap. According to the normal market conditions, how many hundred years of Fleeceflower Root should sell more than a thousand dollars. It seems that middle age person only knows this Fleeceflower Root some years, but I don't know that it has reached 100 years.

The stall owner said: "This is the pure wild Fleeceflower Root. I dug it out from the huge mountain interior. At least 4-5 has been around for ten years. 2 is not expensive at all."

Sure enough, the stall owner did not know the value of this Fleeceflower Root.

As a modern four with young people, who can make a profit, of course, will not suffer, Qin Haodong said: "You Fleeceflower Root is not good, it seems to have been for a long time, the average person will not buy, so , 1 million, can't be any more."

The stall owner hesitated. This Fleeceflower Root was not optimistic for some years, but he has not sold it for more than a month.

"Well, 1 takes it."

The stall owner finally decided.

After all, their pharmacies, which are too expensive for retail stalls, are not easy to sell. The rich have gone to the wholesale city, and they are afraid of buying fakes here.

"it is good!"

Qin Haodong has a heart, and this century-old Fleeceflower Root is the main medicine.

He took the medicine and reached for his pocket. When he came out, his face suddenly picked up, and his palm had only one dollar coin.

At this time, he realized that he was not the Aoki Emperor of the cultivating world. The property left by his predecessor was left with so much.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him look different, the stall owner looked over.

"That... can you sell me a dollar?"

Qin Haodong asked the coin holding the palm of his hand.

Seeing the coin in his hand, the stall owner almost fell to the ground and saw the trick. I have never seen such a trick.

"Are you sick? 1 10,000 yuan of medicine you have to spend a dollar to buy, I think you are not buying medicine but it is a mess, let me go, or I call the police."

The stall owner said a hundred years of Fleeceflower Root in the hands of Qin Haodong.

"I didn't bring money, but I feel you should sell it to me."

Qin Haodong said to the stall owner.

"Do you not wake up?" The stall owner glared at Qin Haodong. "This Fleeceflower Root has a vintage, at least 10,000 yuan. You have to buy a dollar. I think your head is really sick.

Go home and take medicine. If you don't take medicine, don't go out. ”

Qin Haodong indifferently said: "I am not sick, but you are sick."

"You are sick, your family is sick." The stall owner was completely irritated.

"Don't be angry, I really want to buy this Fleeceflower Root!" Qin Haodong said, "I don't have money but it is not messy. If you believe it or not, you will be willing to sell it to me, even Also free to give."

"Free gift? Do you talk in your sleep?"

The staller broke into the laughter caused by anger, looking at Qin Haodong like a mental illness. In his opinion, this guy is brain-dead, come out to buy things without money, and think that he will give away for free, and he is not crazy, why give it to you for free?

Qin Haodong looked at the stall owner and said: "Have you been chilly and cold, and your waist and knees are so soft?"

The stall owner gave a slight glimpse, but then relieved, the entire medicinal materials market is the most worn by himself, and it is not surprising to see that the chills are cold.

However, this young people's next words made him startled. "If I am not mistaken, your symptoms appear for about two months. The overall performance is chills, cold, weak waist and limb weakness. These are secondary. The most important thing is that your second home has not been working recently, right?"

The stall owner was shocked. If Qin Haodong just said that these physical symptoms may be blind, but the two months is definitely not casually.

There are still two things that don't work, and people other than themselves and their wives don't know. The young people just say it casually. It looks very simple.

"How did you know?" he asked strangely.

"I am a Chinese medicine practitioner, of course I can see it." Qin Haodong indifferently said, "I also saw that you had been to a very Yin cold place before you fell ill. Since then, you have had this kind of illness, right?"

The look of the stall owner is even more sluggish. People like them often go around in the usual way, and Dashan Daze goes everywhere.

Once he went to a small valley, it was very strange, it was already winter but it was very bitter, although he took a medicinal material and quickly retired, but since then he has got this strange disease. However, he did not say anything about this kind of thing. How do you know this person?

"How, I am not correct?" Looking at the look of the stall owner, Qin Haodong knew that he had not said anything wrong, and said with a look of regret, "If I am not correct, then I don’t want this medicine, now I will turn and leave. But you can lose a chance to be cured. You may have to wait for the emperor to go to the palace, but don't blame me for not reminding you..."

"Don't... don't go, little brother, don't go!"

The stall owner grabbed Qin Haodong and heard that his illness could be cured. He eagerly asked: "little brother, can you really cure my illness?"

For a man, nothing is more tragic than a second home.

He has made some money in collecting medicine these years. He has just married a small teenage wife. The original life of the two people is also happy and harmonious. Since that time, it has become the present, and the wife who is engaged in it has been arguing with him every other day. Rack, according to this, even if the distance from the divorce is not far from the green.

He also ate a lot of medicine during this time, and saw a lot of doctors, but there was no effect at all. Some people even advised him to cut it...

I didn't expect to meet a young person who bought something today. Not only did he say his symptoms, but he also said that he could be treated, which made him simply unable to believe.

Qin Haodong said: "I am treating people with illnesses. You can choose letters or not. I don't force you, but since I can see them, there is a natural way to treat them."

"I believe! I believe!" The stall owner grabbed Qin Haodong's arm as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and said again and again, "As long as the little brother can cure my disease, don't say this Fleeceflower Root, all here. All the herbs are for you."

Qin Haodong said: "If I didn't guess wrong, the place you went to is a very yin place. The yin is too heavy. Fortunately, you stay for a short time. If you grow longer, you may lose your life. Even so. Seriously short of kidney yang, if not treated in time, I am afraid that only two years of good living."

"How do you do Ah? Little brother, you must save me, how much you can spend!" The stall owner saw Qin Haodong, and he was so scared that his face became paler.

"Don't be nervous, just look for the cause of the arrived, this disease is still very good." Qin Haodong said to take out the needle bag from his pocket, "just give you two needles!"

“Really?” The stall owner still couldn’t believe it. He saw a lot of famous doctors here, and he was too expensive to heal.

"I don't know if I really try it, I don't want you money."

Qin Haodong is completely looking at the face of the centennial Fleeceflower Root before he is patient with the temper to treat this person. Otherwise, his personality of the Aoki emperor must turn and leave.

The stall owner thought about it and it is indeed the truth. The Fleeceflower Root is still in his own hands. It is a few needles that can't be cured. There is not much loss. If it is cured, it can be exchanged for the happiness of the latter half of life.

When he thought of it, he said, "Well, I am willing to give it a try."

Qin Haodong let the stall owner turn around and raise his hand to puncture the two silver needles into the Shenshu points on both sides. This kind of illness can't be healed by others, but it is very simple for him, the kidney yang is damaged, and the yang is added.

The stall owner felt that the back waist was slightly cool, and then the two hot air rose, and then the long-lost warmth swept the whole body, and the insult of the body plagued him for many days of shady breath.

Time is not big, Qin Haodong took out the silver needle and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Okay, I am really good!" The booth owner's face was so excited that he almost jumped up. Although he did not do any inspection, at this time, his body was full of strength. The most important thing was that the second master was excited again. Prove that the young people in front of him did not lie to him.

"many thanks little brother, these herbs are yours!"

The excited eyes of the stall owner illuminate, and almost did not give Qin Haodong a knee.