Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 209: Acerbity

Song Ying took a deep breath and started to feel scared, wondering if he had been too bold today.

If the tattoo went wrong, would the aunt's family ask her to pay with her life? Would the officials arrest her?

Even if the acupuncture points are correct, problems may still occur if the woman has a special physical condition or any special hidden illness.

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her fingers hanging by her sides began to tremble.

"Song Ying, come out." At this time, Doctor Ma called her from outside.

Song Ying calmed himself down, suppressed his panic and went out.

Doctor Ma handed her five cents and said, "This is for today's acupuncture."

Song Ying was puzzled: "What are you doing for me?"

"You are the one who performs acupuncture on patients, so the fees for the acupuncture should naturally be paid to you."

"No, no!" Song Ying waved his hands repeatedly. "Uncle Master, I am already very grateful that you can let me stay here and meet more patients. How can I charge you for it?"

Although she is indeed very short of money now, Song Ying has a long-term vision. Her main goal now is to accumulate experience. Once she has mastered the acupuncture skills to perfection, she will have no worries about making money.

Doctor Ma stuffed the money directly into her hand and said, "Take it. This is the rule of our clinic. Whether you are a doctor or an acupuncturist, you have to give half of your earnings to the clinic and keep the other half for yourself."

Song Ying was stunned. There was such a rule? Aren't there only Doctor Ma and Lin Wenxuan in the clinic? Doctor Ma was the one who treated patients, prescribed medicines, and gave acupuncture. Who should he give the share to?

"Song Ying, you, no, Junior Sister, take it. This is indeed the rule of our clinic. When the clinic was still under the name of Manager Qin, all the doctors on duty could get half of the consultation fee; the bone setters, acupuncturists, and masseurs could also get half of the money they earned."

"There used to be osteopaths and masseurs in the clinic?" Song Ying was stunned. There was more than one doctor in the clinic, and he was responsible for osteopathy, massage, and acupuncture. It sounded like the clinic was very big in the past!

Doctor Ma looked a little unnatural, turned around and left, and seemed reluctant to talk about it.

Song Ying looked at Lin Wenxuan, who shrugged and said, "Our clinic was previously opened by a very famous wealthy man in the city. At that time, it was the largest clinic in Qingshui County. Later, the young master of that family became addicted to gambling and squandered all his family wealth, and sold all the clinics and shops under his name.

Back then, Master spent all his fortune to buy this clinic, but unfortunately, Master is the only one who owns it. Even though the Huichuntang’s reputation is still there, it has gradually declined.”

Song Ying suddenly realized, "Gambling is indeed harmful to people. I heard from the older generation that there was a young man in our village who got addicted to gambling and sold his wife and children. In the end, he still couldn't pay off his gambling debts and was beaten to death by the people in the gambling house."

"That's right, you can't touch that stuff."

After chatting for a while, Lin Wenxuan said, "It's getting late. You should go back first and come back tomorrow."

"I'll deal with the silver needles and leave." Silver needles need to be roasted over fire before use, and boiled in boiling water after use.

Lin Wenxuan nodded: "I'll go to the backyard to collect the medicine."

Song Ying processed the silver needles and put them away. She went to the backyard and saw that there were still a few baskets of medicinal herbs that had not been collected, so she went forward to help.

After the brothers and sisters finished their work, Song Ying went to Shen Mansion.

She opened her hand and looked at the five copper coins lying in her palm, and her mood suddenly became happy.

Five cents was much less than what she earned from selling herbs later on, but it was the first money she earned with her medical skills!

This means that she can really become a doctor and make a living with her medical skills in the future!

She smiled foolishly at the five cents for a long time before she happily put it away.

When she arrived at Shen's house, she went in through the back door, which happened to be closer to the temporary kitchen. Song Ying simply went to the temporary kitchen to get some food first.

Almost everyone in the Shen family knew that she had quit her part-time job and went to work in a clinic to give acupuncture.

Seeing her, many maids and servants came over curiously to ask, "Sister Song Ying, did you have a good time in the clinic today?"

"Thanks to sister Lao and the other mothers for thinking of you, everything is going well." Song Ying smiled and responded one by one.

"Mother Fang, is dinner ready? I'll come get it."

Mother Fang came over cheerfully and pointed to a little maid to go in and get the food. She pulled Song Ying aside and said, "Oh, you're finally back! Miss Chuntao and the other ladies have been waiting for you!"

"It's snowing and cold today, so many people have caught colds. The clinic was a bit busy, so I came back late. If any sister from the main courtyard comes to get food, please ask her to tell Sister Chuntao that I will go to the small kitchen after dinner."

Mother Fang nodded in agreement and said, "Tell us what ingredients our kitchen needs to prepare first, and I'll let the maids prepare them first."

"Tomorrow at noon, we have to make lotus seed, pork tripe and Poria cocos soup. You need to prepare the pork tripe and lotus seeds. In the afternoon, we have to cook black-bone chicken with Ganoderma lucidum. You need to prepare the black-bone chicken, ginger, red dates and wolfberries."

After hearing this, Fang's mother quickly shouted into the kitchen: "Chunliu, Xiaolu, you two should go wash the pig's stomach now."

After giving the order, he said to Song Ying, "It's a good thing I asked you. This pig stomach is very troublesome to wash. You will need it soon. If you don't wash it quickly, it will be too late."

Song Ying apologized, "I was negligent."

"You can't blame me, girl. You were so busy that you didn't pay attention for a while."

At this time, the little maid came out with a food box. Song Ying said goodbye to them and walked towards the courtyard with the food box.

After walking for a distance, I suddenly remembered that I should tell Fang's mother that I don't have to cook for her in the morning. She has to rush to the clinic early in the morning, so I can just buy some buns on the way.

Thinking of this, Song Ying hurried back, and as soon as he reached the outside of the courtyard, he heard his name.

"This guy is really shameless. He no longer works in our Shen Mansion, but he still eats and lives in our Shen Mansion. Do you have any shame?"

"It's no use being jealous. He has a good master. Not only can he live in a room all to himself, but we also have to serve him meals."

"You are just jealous. Sister Song Ying is going to teach the young ladies how to make medicinal food. Isn't it normal for them to eat and live in the mansion? How can you be so shameless?"

"Xiaolu, don't pay attention to them. As the saying goes, a teacher is a father for life. Since Song Ying has become Doctor Lin's apprentice, she is no different from her daughter.

Doctor Lin is in charge of our old lady's health, so she has to live in the mansion, and it's okay for her apprentice to live with her." The person who said this was Chunliu, who was washing the pig's stomach with Xiaolu.

"Heh, you two flatterers, who wanted to follow Doctor Lin to make medicinal food in the first place? It's fine that you fawned over Miss Qing in the capital, but now you're even fawning over a village girl in a remote village. We don't have as thick skin as you."

Song Ying was startled when he heard this. There were many people in the kitchen who wanted to do that short-term job, but from the way he listened, it seemed that between Xiaolu and Chunliu, someone particularly wanted to do that short-term job.

Could the person who locked her in the kitchen be one of them?