Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 368: Bad Teaching

Luo Yanxing had no choice but to continue selling pancreas and only go back to the clinic in the afternoon when it was almost time for her to finish selling pancreas. At this time, most patients who lived far away had finished seeing the doctor and gone home, so there were usually fewer people.

Unexpectedly, the patient was gone, but Song Ying was in the candied fruit shop next door, taking Aunt Chen's pulse and muttering something while taking the pulse. Luo Yanxing walked in and heard clearly that she was counting.

She was shocked and surprised. In the past, when she saw Doctor Ma taking people's pulses, he never counted the pulses, and she had never heard of other doctors doing this.

"Seven times, oh Aunt Chen, you breathe in and out as many as seven times, it's a rapid pulse, you have a fever!"

When Aunt Chen heard this, she became a little anxious and asked, "Is this fever serious or not?"

Originally, she asked Song Ying to feel the pulse in order to give her practice and help her accumulate more meridians so that she could learn faster. That way, in the future, if these women had any special illnesses, they wouldn't have to endure them. But she didn't expect that she would diagnose the disease while she was at it.

Song Ying had been following Doctor Ma in prescribing medicine for some time, and she knew the importance of comforting patients. "Don't worry, Auntie. I'll check whether it's real heat or false heat."

She continued to feel the pulse carefully for a long time, frowning: "Hey, is this pulse strong or weak? Auntie, wait, I'll go ask my uncle to come."

Aunt Chen: “…”

It was such a false alarm. I forgot she had just started learning it.

Seeing her running to the clinic, Luo Yanxing quickly said goodbye to Aunt Chen and chased after her, "Song Ying, I have something to tell you."

Song Ying looked up at the sky. It was getting late. If the Yan Xing didn't set off, they would have to grope in the dark for a while. So he said, "Then you can talk."

"Go in and find Brother Lin and talk to him together."

Lin Wenxuan was tidying up the medicine cabinet and counting the herbs in the pharmacy. Hearing this, he poked his head out of the window and asked, "What's so formal?"

Song Ying and Luo Yanxing simply walked to the window and said to him through the window, "Do you still remember the day when Shopkeeper Qi wanted to beat me? At that time, there was an uncle who kept speaking up for me because his child was almost taken away by human traffickers during the Chinese New Year.

Today he came to me to buy soap, saying that he had heard about Manager Qi's targeting of us and came to support my business. I said it was not necessary, but he insisted, saying that he wanted to repay the favor. His family was poor and he could not do anything else, so he could only take care of our business.

I saw that he was really short of money, so I charged him 5 cents for each piece of soap. But I told him that this matter must not be made public, so as not to affect our other customers. I will make up the remaining money for the soap he bought today."

Song Ying said, "I thought it was something else. These are all small matters. You don't need to make up for it. In business, there are always gains and losses. How can you only enjoy the profits and not bear the losses? Besides, these pancreases have not lost money, so how can I ask you to pay for it?"

Lin Wenxuan also nodded in agreement: "Yes, how can we let you pay for this kind of thing? The price we set at the beginning was just a general situation. You are the one selling the pancreas, so the specific price is naturally controlled by you. You have no malicious intention of selling it at a loss and then putting the money into your own pocket. There is nothing to say about this matter. You can do whatever you want in the future."

He was not really interested in doing business, and he invested in the pancreas business purely because he saw Song Ying and Luo Yanxing making it, and he felt bad if he didn't help. If he helped, Song Ying and Luo Yanxing would feel bad if he didn't charge them, so they decided to cooperate together.

"If you sell it at a loss and then put the money into your own pocket, you will have to sell it later," Luo Yanxing was puzzled. "I'm going to sell it anyway, why is it so troublesome?"

Lin Wenxuan felt that he shouldn't have said that. It felt like he was turning a simple and good businessman into a dishonest one.

Song Ying explained: "Didn't I just say that in business, there are losses and gains. No matter the losses or profits, both parties of the cooperation share the burden. Some people, in order to keep the profits for themselves, find a third party to come forward and pretend to sell to the third party at a loss. Then they sell it back later and all the profits are theirs."

"Isn't this too unkind?"

Song Ying nodded: "Yes, so if you want to do business in partnership, you have to do it with people you trust, otherwise being cheated and losing everything is considered a good outcome."

"What about a worse ending?" Luo Yanxing asked.

Lin Wenxuan made a gesture of wiping his neck, "It's not just the robbers who are trying to steal money and kill people."

Luo Yanxing subconsciously touched his neck, "People's hearts are treacherous."

Thinking of his master's advice last night, Song Ying said, "By the way, when you sell soap recently, bring some self-defense tools with you to prevent those three hooligans from taking revenge on you."

"Don't worry, I have decided to go around every street and alley in the city in the next few days. Last time I suffered a loss mainly because I was not familiar with the terrain. If they were in our Xinghua Village, they wouldn't be able to touch even a corner of my clothes."

"You need to be familiar with the terrain and bring tools for self-defense. Brother, I remember we seem to have a medicine knife with a broken edge. I wonder where it is. Find it and let Yan Xing take it with him for self-defense."

Lin Wenxuan's eyes widened slightly. "You let Yan Xing carry such a big knife? Is it for self-defense or to kill people?"

"That's right, that knife is too big to fit in the basket." Song Ying was in a dilemma, "Then what kind of knife should I bring? Scissors?"

She always felt uncomfortable when she thought of Luo Yanxing poking with a pair of scissors. In her impression, Luo Yanxing always carried a long and thick wooden stick, swinging it vigorously, or swinging his fists to smash things. A small pair of scissors was no match for her.

Lin Wenxuan's heart twitched. In the eyes of his junior sister, is the only tool for self-defense a knife?

He pressed his eyebrows and suggested, "Let's use a laundry stick. Passersby won't be scared when they see it, and it hurts when you hit them. It's just right for self-defense, and you don't have to use too much force to kill someone."

Song Ying thought about it carefully. The laundry pounding stick was of moderate length and thick. It would still hurt a lot if it hit someone. It should be very powerful if it was swung in a wild goose pattern. "Then this one will do."

Luo Yanxing said, "I don't think the laundry beater is intimidating enough. First, it's not long enough, and second, it's not sharp enough to draw blood."

Lin Wenxuan: “…”

Are all the girls in Xinghua Village so cruel at heart?

Looking at his quiet junior sister again, he felt it was quite reasonable. Even his junior sister's subconscious self-defense tool was a knife, not to mention Yan Xing.

Song Ying groaned, then continued, "Then I'll prepare you a packet of spicy powder. When the time comes, you can sprinkle it in their eyes, and then beat them with the laundry stick."

"That's better than the other! I'll see who dares to cause trouble to me again in the future!"

Looking at Luo Yanxing with a fierce look on his face, Lin Wenxuan shut his mouth and did not remind her. After she had beaten the shopkeeper Qi with a carrying pole before, no one would easily cause trouble for her unless they had a grudge and specially hired someone.