"It's okay, I'll read it to you," Qi Huan said as she sat on the bedside and started reading the book aloud in crisp tones.
After a while, the system prompted, "Doing good deeds +1, points +10."
Points are motivation!
For the sake of points, she could be the donkey of the production team!
Qi Huan read with increasing enthusiasm.
The book she was reading was about the story of General Huo Qubing sealing off Wolf Residence Xuyi and pursuing the Xiongnu.
Listening to her voice rising and falling, Yan Qinghe was fascinated and determined, "I must become a legendary general like General Huo!"
Seeing his eyes light up and his expression become firm, Qi Huan sincerely encouraged, "Where there's a will, there's a way! Keep it up, keep it up, I believe in you!"
Time slowly flowed by, and the two of them were immersed in the world of books, oblivious to the outside world.
Just then, Li Shuchen walked in. Seeing they still hadn't noticed him, his eyes darkened slightly, "It's time to eat."
"No eating, no eating, I want to keep listening!" Yan Qinghe, who was engrossed in listening, didn't feel hungry at all. He pulled Qi Huan's sleeve and pleaded coquettishly.
Qi Huan closed the book and said with a smile, "Man cannot live by bread alone. You have to eat properly and keep your health in order to become a mighty general!"
Although he didn't understand what "strong" meant, Yan Qinghe still nodded obediently.
After the meal.
Qi Huan cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks. She was about to continue reading to Yan Qinghe, but was suddenly stopped by Li Shuchen.
"How do you read this character?"
"I don't really understand this sentence."
Li Shuchen pointed out several places he didn't understand in the passage.
After explaining them one by one to him, Qi Huan asked in puzzlement, "Weren't you reading quite smoothly this morning? How come you suddenly can't recognize the words at noon?"
"I guess I'm too full from the meal and my mind isn't working well." Li Shuchen closed the book and said in a muffled voice, "You go on and read to Yan Qinghe. Don't mind me."
Qi Huan smiled.
She suspected that Li Shuchen was unhappy about being neglected.
She soothed, "Shuchen is the smartest. He can read by himself. Unlike Yan Qinghe who still needs my help. So I can go help him, right?"
"Mm."
After getting his fur smoothed, the corners of Li Shuchen's lips slowly curled up, and his previous irritation completely disappeared as his mind calmed down.
The days flew by in the sound of reading aloud. After a month of sick leave, Yan Qinghe had to go back to work at the logging field.
Qi Huan was inevitably a little worried.
Now the few of them had changed from point-earning tools to family members living together day and night.
So after dinner, she asked Yan Qinghe with concern, "How are you feeling? Can you still handle going to the logging field today?"
"No problem at all. I swing my axe vigorously. After lying at home for a month, I've been wanting to exercise. It's just right to build up my strength there. ...But I recovered so well, it really is all thanks to you. Sister Huan, your medicine is amazing!"
"I really don't know how I would be now without your medicine. On my way home tonight, I met an old lady squatting by the roadside burning paper money. She cried to everyone she met that if she hadn't been so obsessed with cleanliness and insisted on giving her daughter a bath, the child wouldn't have died from catching a cold."
"Back in the capital, I never knew there were places so lacking in medicine, nor have I ever seen anyone lose their life just because of taking a bath. It's too pitiful."
Yan Qinghe poured out everything like beans.
Upon hearing this, Qi Huan also felt very sad, "Yes, it's horrifying that a minor cold could take a life."
Even as an outsider she felt such regret, the child's mother must be even more devastated.
Qi Huan sighed a little. After returning to her room, she took out her previous medicine box from her space and carefully searched for any medicine she could take out.
She took out the cold medicine granules, ibuprofen granules, gentian granules, etc. and neatly arranged them.
Then a new problem arose - how could she make the most of these medicines?
She got it!
She could sell them to a pharmacy.
Let professionals do professional things. These medicines would surely be better utilized in the hands of a doctor.
"Li Shuchen, can you help me copy down some of the instructions here? I'll grind some ink for you."
"Okay."
With their concerted effort, the efficacy and dosage from all the instructions were soon transcribed.
They didn't copy down the ingredients, because some were Western medicine that doctors here wouldn't understand anyway.
So they only copied down the effects and dosage, specifying the symptoms each medicine treated and how to use it.
After the ink dried, Qi Huan carefully collected the notes, wrapped all the medicines in cloth, tied them in a bundle, and slung them over her arm.
She also took out a self-heating pot from her space and gave it to Li Shuchen, explaining, "I'm going to sell medicine. You can eat this at home for lunch, it's convenient and fast."
After instructing Li Shuchen, she stepped out into the snow and headed out.
She went to the pharmacy with the best reputation. Hanging on its pillar at the entrance was a couplet that read: I hope no one in this world falls ill, what a pity medicine on the shelves gathers dust.
The unique smell of Chinese medicine wafted out. Qi Huan tightened her grip on the bundle and stepped into the pharmacy.
The shop assistant stood at the counter. Behind him were medicine cabinets with many small compartments. At the moment, he looked somewhat worried.
Seeing someone come in, the assistant was even more embarrassed. "Miss, I'm sorry, our medicine cabinets are empty. It might take another ten days to a half month before new medicine arrives."
Due to the unique geography here, most local medicine had to be transported from other places. For some reason this year, the merchants hadn't returned, and with the armored soldiers going up the mountain to hunt and many getting injured, the pharmacy's medicine had basically all been requisitioned. Thus, the cabinets were completely bare.
Qi Huan had also heard about this. She took down the bundle hanging on her arm, put it on the counter, and pushed it towards the assistant. "I'm not here to buy medicine, but to sell it."
"Really?"
The assistant was overjoyed. He turned to run outside but remembered she was still standing there and came back.
"Miss, please wait a moment. I'll go get Doctor Sun!"
After waiting a few minutes, the assistant finally came running back, panting and pulling Doctor Sun along.
"You're selling medicine?"
Doctor Sun gasped and asked eagerly.
"That's right. I have some medicine left by my late father. Would you take a look?"
"Of course, of course! Young miss, don't worry, I'll definitely give you the fairest price." Doctor Sun took over the bundle and started inspecting the medicine.
However, inside the paper packets there wasn't a single traditional Chinese medicine, only some strange granules.
"Excuse me for asking, but what medicine did your late father leave? I'm ashamed to say Sun doesn't recognize these medicines at all. I cannot buy them."
