After traveling through time, my blood became a panacea

The three of them were not people who coveted pleasure, but since the two girls had frequent contacts with those rich ladies, they had to have everything they needed. Otherwise, when they came to visit, there wouldn't even be anyone to serve tea and water. Besides, this house was much larger than the previous one, and daily cleaning and maintenance was not an easy job.

Finally, the two women hired four maids and two servants.

After moving into the new house, the two girls were really excited for a long time, planning and furnishing it according to their own wishes, and adding things. This was the result of their hard work in writing storybooks, so it was naturally incomparable.

After everything was packed up, the two girls gradually went out less and began to concentrate on writing the storybook. They set up a huge study room specifically for writing. When Xu Feng entered for the first time, he was a little shocked.

Outside the study window is a small bamboo forest, lush and full of life. When the wind blows, you can hear the rustling sound. Two long desks are placed opposite each other, and the writing brush, inkstone, paper and inkstone alone occupy half of the desk.

There are two rows of bookshelves on the west side of the study, which are almost filled with all kinds of books, including all kinds of best-selling novels, which can be read at any time. In addition, there is a spacious rest area where you can drink tea and have some snacks when you are tired. There are two rocking chairs covered with snow-white fox fur, where you can lie down and rest your eyes.

It can be said that the two girls were well prepared in all aspects.

As for Xu Feng, he returned to his previous state, except for disappearing for a while every day, he spent most of his time in Renshan Hall.

Not long after, Zhong Keli and Chang An left Xiaxian Town. After all, this was just a temporary place where he had a quarrel with his parents and had temporarily taken shelter. As time went by, the anger between the two sides gradually subsided, and the relationship naturally eased.

However, before leaving, he still said goodbye to Xu Feng. He guessed that Xu Feng was the strange cultivator who had caused so much commotion and helped Miss Lin Er. Xiaxian Town was a barren place, and under normal circumstances, no cultivators would come here.

Moreover, his traces were too obvious. Ordinary people might not be able to see them, but they could not be hidden from his eyes. Xu Feng barely wasted any time and immediately got away after the matter was resolved. In addition, Xu Feng had not appeared in the medicine shop in the past few days, which was contrary to his usual behavior, which further confirmed this point.

Although he didn't know the reason, Zhong Keli was willing to make a good relationship and said that although he was leaving, he would still instruct his men to continue looking for century-old medicinal herbs and nautical charts for him.

Xu Feng naturally had no objection to this. After expressing his gratitude, he watched the other party leave.

One day, the waiter Wenxiang found Xu Feng with a difficult look on his face.

"What's wrong? Is there something?" Xu Feng put down the Chinese medicine book in his hand, lay down on the rocking chair in the back hall, looked at Wen Xiang and asked calmly.

This clerk worked diligently and kept the accounts clearly, so Xu Feng was very satisfied with him. When he was in a good mood, he would give him some pointers.

Among the customers who came to the pharmacy to get medicine, in addition to the maids and servants sent by the wealthy families, there were also quite a few patients who came to get medicine themselves.

Xu Feng could roughly guess the other person's condition just by "looking". After the guest left, Xu Feng told Wenxiang which medicines the other person had just prescribed and how much they were given according to his own judgment. He was basically right, which made Wenxiang amazed and he humbly asked for advice.

Xu Feng was also generous and taught him everything he knew, so the two of them now had a half-master-disciple relationship.

"Boss, Aunt Zhou hasn't come to get medicine for almost two months. Before I came to the pharmacy today, I went to see her on purpose. She, she has no money to buy medicine." Wen Xiang said hesitantly.

Xu Feng frowned. He had an impression of this Aunt Zhou. The previous owner of Renshantang was a good person. He had run a medicine shop in Xiaxian Town for nearly 20 years. There were several patients with poor family conditions who needed to take medicine all year round. He would lower the price as appropriate.

Later, seeing that they were really pitiful and he didn't need the money they had, he simply let them get the medicine here at cost price, and thus earned a reputation as a kind man.

After Xu Feng took over Renshantang, Wenxiang mentioned this matter and asked whether those patients could still get medicine here at cost price. Xu Feng agreed directly and told him to just follow the usual practice.

Aunt Zhou was one of those people. The reason why she left a deeper impression on me was that she was Wenxiang's neighbor, and there were only four or five households between the two families.

Wenxiang said that Aunt Zhou treated him well when he was young, so every time Aunt Zhou came to get medicine, he was particularly enthusiastic and would ask more questions about her health than other guests.

Aunt Zhou was a miserable person. She came from an ordinary family, but she had a childhood sweetheart. They were in love and got married naturally when they grew up.

However, the man had a family hereditary disease and was weak since childhood. After getting married, the disease became more serious. Fortunately, one year after Aunt Zhou got married, she became pregnant and gave birth to a boy. The Zhou family was ecstatic and doted on the offspring.

Unfortunately, her husband died of a disease outbreak when her child was three years old. Her parents-in-law also passed away in grief within the next year.

In the blink of an eye, the Zhou family was left with only the widow and the orphan. Aunt Zhou had no time to feel sad, and could only devote all her energy to raising the child. That was the last child of the Zhou family, and she could not let the Zhou family die out no matter what.

Unfortunately, her children also inherited the strange disease, and with each generation, the disease seemed to become more serious.

Her father-in-law could control his illness by taking medicine, but for her husband, the medicine was no longer effective. After he got married, his condition suddenly worsened. Now as for her son, his condition became apparent after he turned eight years old. Although he is a boy, he is more fragile than the girl next door.

Aunt Zhou looked for doctors and medicine everywhere, and even went to Shangxian Town, but there was no way to cure this strange disease. She spent a lot of money and tried all kinds of folk remedies and strange methods, but with little effect.

Therefore, no one of her age was willing to play with her child. After all, it was normal for children to fight and push each other. Aunt Zhou's son was a sickly child. If he got hurt, their children might have to pay for the medical expenses. Therefore, under the advice of their parents, the children around them all stayed away from Aunt Zhou's son.

Aunt Zhou also knew that it was not the neighbor's fault, because her child was so weak and sickly. In order to treat his illness, the child suffered a lot. Now, she dared not expect anything else, but only hoped that the child could grow up smoothly.

Because of his weak body, Aunt Zhou's son could not help with housework like other children when he grew up to relieve the burden. Aunt Zhou was reluctant to let her child suffer, so she sent him to school for a few years, hoping that he could learn to read and write in the future and become an accountant to support himself.

The child was also very sensible. He knew that his body was of no help and the only thing he could do was to use pen and ink, so he spent the whole day practicing calligraphy and painting to pass the time.

Later, he started to sell calligraphy and paintings on the street. Naturally, it was difficult to sell them at first, and people who knew the business also found all kinds of problems with them. He was not discouraged, but accepted them humbly and continued to practice hard. After a few years, his calligraphy and painting skills improved and he could occasionally sell a few.

Aunt Zhou was naturally comforted by this, but unfortunately, the good times did not last long. When her son was 19 years old, his illness suddenly broke out and he passed away in just two days.