After rebirth, I used medical skills to overwhelm the rich

Jiang Baoer was nestling in the pharmacy reading a book when she heard her father's beaming voice.

"Bao'er, we have guests."

As soon as she looked up, she saw her father walking in with a strange middle-aged man.

The man was thin, and his facial features were shrewd like a businessman's, but his eyes were not calculating, and he didn't feel annoying.

"Dad, who is this?"

As soon as Jiang Baoer finished speaking, Li Maofa greeted him enthusiastically: "Niece, I am your father's good buddy Li Maofa, you can call me Uncle Li."

Jiang Baoer was surprised by his enthusiasm, and then greeted him kindly.

Li Maofa took a look at Jiang Baoer unobtrusively.

Sure enough, she was as chubby as the rumors, but she was not as dull as the rumors. This girl's eyes were obviously very aura.

Jiang Hongyu talked about what happened at the wine bureau, and said to Jiang Baoer: "Your Uncle Li also wants a box of medicine, so you can feel his pulse."

Of course, Jiang Baoer welcomed the guests who came to the door, and immediately got Li Maofa's pulse.

Needless to say, this Li Maofa looks thin, but his body is well maintained.

According to his physical condition, Jiang Baoer quickly prepared a box of moistening pills for him, and told him the usage and precautions of the pills.

Li Maofa memorized it carefully, put away the pills, and took out his mobile phone: "Niece, how much is this box of medicine?"

Jiang Baoer was taken aback, and quickly waved her hands: "No, you are my father's friend, it's just a box of medicine, how can I charge you money."

Li Maofa glanced at Jiang Hongyu, and joked: "Old Jiang, your daughter is much kinder than you, but you want to take money from my pocket all day long."

Jiang Hongyu gave him a sharp eye.

"Bao'er, don't be polite to him, your Uncle Li is rich."

As soon as Jiang Bao'er heard this, she knew that this person was indeed a very good friend of her father, otherwise she wouldn't speak so casually.

Li Maofa laughed, and looked at Jiang Baoer: "In the future, I will still get medicine from you, and it will be treated as a business, and one yard will return one yard."

Jiang Baoer estimated the cost of the medicinal materials, and quoted a moderate price: "200 yuan."

"So cheap?" Li Maofa exclaimed.

Jiang Hongyu shook his head in disapproval: "Bao'er's medicine has miraculous effects, 200 yuan is too little, and it has caught up with the price of cabbage."

Jiang Bao'er listened to the words of the two of them, and slandered in her heart, the money of the rich is really good, and 200 yuan for a box of pills is cheap.

Sure enough, she knows less.

In the past, she and her grandfather practiced medicine outside, and a pack of medicine cost only a few dozen yuan. When they went to poor villages, the medicine was half sold and half given away, and the medical treatment was free, and sometimes they had to pay for it.

Finally, Jiang Hongyu and Li Maofa discussed it and set a box of medicine at 500 yuan.

After Li Maofa made the payment, he walked around the pharmacy without leaving in a hurry.

He thought about Jiang Baoer's professional and neat appearance when he was taking the pulse and dispensing the medicine just now, he hesitated for a long time before he stumbled and said: "Well, eldest niece, I have a disease that has troubled me for a long time..."

When Jiang Hongyu heard it, his ears pricked up instantly, his face full of gossip.

"Did you notice it when you took your pulse just now?"

Li Maofa said, looking inquiringly.

The corner of Jiang Baoer's lips curled up, and she glanced at her father: "Does Uncle Li want me to speak out now?"

Li Maofa glanced at Jiang Hongyu tangled, and finally said: "Say it, your father is my good buddy, not an outsider."

Jiang Hongyu was moved, but he still gossiped.

He glanced at Li Maofa suspiciously: "You must not have that kind of disease. No, no, you are old and not ashamed. My daughter doesn't study andrology."

Li Maofa blushed all of a sudden, and glared at him in embarrassment: "Where are you going, I don't have that kind of disease!"

Jiang Baoer helped her forehead helplessly: "Dad, Uncle Li has hereditary hair loss."

As soon as the words fell, Li Maofa and Jiang Hongyu's eyes widened.

Li Maofa was shocked and excited: "Niece, is it really you who felt the pulse?!"

Jiang Hongyu was also shocked. He looked at Li Maofa's full head of hair with confused eyes.

With so much hair, how can there be any hair loss? !

Seeing that Jiang Baoer had already spoken, Li Maofa sighed, stretched his hand to the top of his head, and took off the wig.

Jiang Hongyu saw his sparse yellow hair, shiny forehead, and his expression was as if struck by lightning.

"Li Maofa, my brother who has been with you for decades doesn't even know the wig you've been wearing!"