Shopkeeper Wang is making calculations at the counter. This year's income is much worse than last year. The main reason is that the cotton harvest is poor, prices have increased significantly, and people's purchasing power has dropped.

Hearing the sound of cows braying outside, I couldn't help but look up and saw a familiar face. Isn't that Ping An's younger brother Fugui? Is he here to buy ready-made clothes again?

"Hello, shopkeeper, I want to go to the medical clinic, but I don't know which medical clinic is better." Fugui saw Xiao Niu calling the shopkeeper out, so he could only get out of the car quickly and bend down to shopkeeper Wang.

Shopkeeper Wang was surprised. Who was going to the hospital because he was sick? He looked at the bullock cart and saw that it was Mr. Xiang. What happened?

"Old man, what are you..."

"My dad fell from the roof and probably broke his leg. He wanted to find a better hospital, so..." Fugui was worried that his dad would hurt his leg when he stood up, so he said a little embarrassedly.

"Oh, that's it. One street ahead, there is Hanzhuang Medical Clinic, which is also opened by my employer. Let Ping An take you there." Shopkeeper Wang said quickly.

"Thank you, Mr. Shopkeeper." Fugui bent down again.

Shopkeeper Wang quickly avoided them. They were making money for their own medical clinic, so there was no need to thank them. He glanced at the people on the oxcart. Well, except for Mr. Xiang, he didn't know anyone else.

He waved to a waiter and asked him to call Ping An. The waiter nodded quickly. The last time he sent clothes to Ping An's house, Ping An's mother was so kind. She not only gave him copper coins, but also gave him a lot of delicious snacks and steamed buns.

Ping An learned that his father had broken his leg, so he ran over quickly, said hello to shopkeeper Wang, got on the bullock cart and ran to Hanzhuang Medical Center.

Butcher and Xiang Hanhe looked at Ping An's majestic appearance and wearing a long cotton gown, and were a little surprised. They hadn't interacted with each other for a long time. It turned out that Ping An's family had grown to this point.

The shopkeeper of Hanzhuang Medical Center recognized Ping An as soon as he saw it. He had identified their century-old ginseng. When he learned that Ping An's father had broken his leg, he quickly called the guys and carefully delivered the old man to him.

Inner room.

At the same time, he also called the best doctor in the hospital to diagnose and treat Mr. Xiang. The doctor took Mr. Xiang's pulse seriously, felt his legs, and said politely to Ping An:

"It's safe. Your old man's right leg was broken, but it's not a big problem. As long as it is fixed and maintained with the best medicine, there will be no further trouble."

Ping An quickly bent down and bowed, thanking the doctor for his wonderful rejuvenation. The doctor smiled and wrote out the prescription and handed it to Ping An.

Xiang Hanhe hurriedly walked up, smiled and said to Ping An: "Ping An, it was me who suggested that your father repair the roof, so I should give you the money."

Ping An didn't know the whole story yet, so he waved his hand politely, but couldn't resist Xiang Han He's enthusiasm, so he could only hand the prescription to Xiang Han He.

Seeing Xiang Hanhe walking towards the medicine hall, he quickly followed him. He knew that these medicines were definitely not cheap. He didn't see any medicine called 'Jiegu powder' among them. It was made from precious medicinal materials and had quick effects.

The course of treatment is short, but the price is also expensive.

"Brother Ping An, these medicines cost eleven taels of silver in total, and the fixing plates cost one tael of silver, but the shopkeeper asked me to charge you ten taels of silver." The clerk looked at the prescription and said with a smile.

"Ten...ten taels...silver." Xiang Hanhe was startled. He had only one tael of silver in his pocket. He originally thought it was enough, but unexpectedly, a pair of fixed plates cost one tael of silver.

"Brother, this is ten taels of silver. Please keep it and thank the shopkeeper for me." Ping An looked around and didn't see the shopkeeper. He quickly took out a ten-tael silver ingot and handed over a five-cent silver ingot.

Go up.

When the clerk saw the silver nugget in his hand, he knew in his heart that this was a favor payment given to him by Ping An, and it was still five yuan. He opened his mouth with joy:

"Hey, thank you, Brother Ping An. Brother Ping An, this is your father's medicine. This is a fixed plate. Please take it." The clerk took out a large bag of medicinal materials and a big box.

Ping An handed the medicine to Xiang Chu who was following him. He took the big box and pulled Xiang Han He, who was still in a daze, and walked to the inner hall. Xiang Han He followed him without hesitation.

The doctor took the medicine, took out the bone-setting powder from it, mixed it with warm rice wine, applied it evenly on Mr. Xiang's fractured area, and fixed it with a plate.

"Ping An, I have straightened your father's bones just now. Now apply this Jiegu powder. I guarantee that your old man will be able to walk within a month." The doctor said with a smile.

"It's so fast, you deserve to be at work?" Ping An raised his thumb and said sincerely.

"Don't dare. There are also these medicines that can promote the recovery of fractured parts, promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, unblock meridians and relieve pain. Boil three bowls of water and one bowl of medicine, and take it every morning and evening." The doctor also ordered.

"Follow the doctor's advice."

Ping An deeply bent down to express his gratitude. The doctor turned slightly sideways and thought to himself, no wonder Old Man Wang likes Ping An. He has such a good personality and this guy is good at everything, but he is too polite.

Mr. Xiang also thanked him profusely. He was the recipient of the treatment, so of course he knew the doctor's skill. The bone-setting technique was crisp and sharp, and the bone-setting powder made the pain sharply reduce after applying it.

"Dad, why don't you stay with your son for a while? The doctor just said that he will come back for a follow-up consultation in ten and a half months."

Ping An originally wanted to go to the house at Qingshan College, but his words took a different turn. He had no choice but to let Butcher and Xianghanhe not be his closest relatives.

Mr. Xiang shook his head. The furniture in the new house must not be ready yet. Instead of adding to the trouble, he might as well go home and recuperate for a while. There will be no problem if he persists in the old house for a month.

When Ping An saw his father shaking his head, he didn't give much advice. It was really not suitable for people to live there now. Besides, there were two foreign relatives present, so he would be wrong if he said too much.

"Go back, help the shopkeeper, and thank your shopkeeper for me."

Mr. Xiang sat on the bullock cart and waved to Ping An. Fugui quickly handed the basket to Ping An. The steamed buns inside were already cold, so he had better let Ping An take it back and heat it up to eat.

Ping An nodded. He had his mother and daughter-in-law at home, as well as Fugui and a bunch of boys. He really wasn't worried. In fact, the main reason was that Fu Bao was there. God would definitely bless their Xiang family.

"Brother, your family is very promising. Are you going to study in the county and prepare to take the scholar examination?" Xianghanhe asked enviously, thinking of the silver ingot and the small piece of silver that Ping An gave him.
Chapter completed!