Chapter Thirty-One: The Old Doctor's Worries

  Got off at Xidajie Station and walked 200 meters forward, arrived at the entrance of Bao De Pharmacy.

  This is a somewhat old, yet slightly ancient three-story small building with black glazed tile roof, flying eaves and gables. The five golden characters "Bao De Chinese Medicine House" hang on the door frame of the first floor, these characters are bold and unrestrained, it is said that Lin Bao De personally wrote them, the words are like the man, and can also see the old man's personality from them.

  This three-story small building, the real pharmacy is only on the first floor, the second floor is a clinic, and the third floor is his own home.

  Lin Bao De would naturally not come out to sell medicine himself, he has hired people to take care of things here.

  Zhao Rui walked into the pharmacy, and a strong medicinal scent immediately hit him in the face.

  The pharmacy is less than one hundred square meters in size, with a half-person-high long cabinet dividing the hall into two parts. Inside the long cabinet is a semi-open pharmacy, with a row of large medicine cabinets almost touching the ceiling. Several pharmacists in their fifties, wearing short-sleeved white coats, are taking out medicines from small compartments in the medicine cabinets according to prescriptions and weighing them.

  Outside the long cabinet were patients queuing up to grab medicine.

  It was just lunch break time, and there were relatively fewer people coming to the pharmacy to grab medicine, so those pharmacists didn't seem particularly busy either.

  Zhao Rui felt that he had arrived just in time. If he were any later, these pharmacists would be too busy to bother with him.

  He fixed his gaze on a pharmacist who looked relatively leisurely, walked over, took out the gold ginseng he had prepared in advance, handed it to the pharmacist, and left the snow ginseng still in the Qiankun ring, not in a hurry to let it show its face.

  "Master, I have a piece of ginseng here, can you help me identify its age?"

  The pharmacist looked at him with some surprise, glanced at the ginseng in his hand, and frowned.

  He had seen countless ginseng, but never saw any that was entirely light golden in color. Without needing to take a closer look, he could assert that this ginseng was definitely fake. He even suspected that the young man in front of him might be a swindler, trying to deceive people with a fake ginseng.

  If it's really like that, then you've clearly got the wrong place and don't have a few points of genuine skill. Don't think about working at this Bao De Chinese Medicine House.

  The pharmacist thought so and said to Zhao Rui in a cold tone:

  "This is no such thing, it's a fake, not worth a penny."

  While saying that, he waved his hand, indicating for him to hurry up and leave.

  Unexpectedly thought it was ginseng!

  Zhao Rui was somewhat angry, although he couldn't be certain of the ginseng's age, but he could definitely tell it was a treasure, and the fact that the pharmacist in this pharmacy didn't recognize it only proved that he was all name and no substance.

  He glanced at other pharmacists and found they were also looking at him with a suspicious gaze.

  Zhao Rui was extremely disappointed. He had originally thought that Lin Baode's reputation would be well-known outside, and the pharmacists under him should also have some real skills, but he didn't expect them to be so unenlightened.

  He even suspected that even if Lin Baode came in person, he might not have the ability to identify the ginseng in the Qiankun ring.

  Forget it, I'll just head back first anyway, after all, ginseng is in my own hands, there will be a time to figure out its use.

  Zhao Rui thought so and turned around to leave the pharmacy.

  Just as Zhao Rui was about to leave, an old man with white whiskers and hair, wearing a pair of reading glasses, came down from the second floor.

  The pharmacist in the pharmacy saw him and hurriedly bowed down to greet him: "Mr. Lin, you've come."

  This old man was Lin Baode. Although he no longer helped people see a doctor, every morning, noon and evening, he had to make a round of inspection in the pharmacy, which had been a habit for many years.

  Lin Baode was eccentric, but generally didn't get angry with people. Overall, he was still kind-hearted. In the past, when these pharmacists greeted him, he would nod in response and sometimes even chat with them. But now, he was preoccupied with worries and showed no expression.

  This is because his wife, who had been with him for many years, suddenly suffered a severe stroke and was in critical condition.

  Stroke is more common in middle-aged and elderly people.

  But this common disease has a rapid onset, high mortality rate, and is one of the most important fatal diseases in humans. The usual mortality rate ranges from 50% to 70%, and the older the age, the higher the mortality rate. Both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine lack effective treatment measures.

  Lin Baode's wife was about the same age as him, and belonged to the high-age group. After a severe stroke, her chances of survival were slim, but thanks to Lin Baode's superb medical skills, he managed to rescue her and save her life.

  However, due to severe brain nerve and vascular damage, his wife was bedridden with hemiplegia, unable to move or even speak, and needed others to take care of her daily life.

  Lin Bao De and his wife had spent decades together through thick and thin, their feelings ran extremely deep. With the added burden of being known as a divine doctor, he naturally hoped to cure his wife and restore her mobility.

  However, the repair of brain nerves and blood vessels has always been a major problem in the medical field, with no particularly effective treatment drugs.

  He personally took action, devoted himself to research, relying on his many years of medical experience and some ancestral formulas, spent a long time, and finally developed a secret recipe for treating stroke!

  The problem is that this prescription lacks the most important medicine - Thousand Year Ginseng!

  The world's resources have been over-exploited, and treasures like the Millennium Ginseng are extremely rare, almost extinct. The oldest ginseng on the market is only about 500 years old, and it is stored in a Chinese museum.

  Lin Baode's ancestors had been doctors for generations, and he himself had practiced medicine for decades, accumulating a considerable fortune. Additionally, he had treated many wealthy and official patients, who were willing to donate money whenever he asked, as everyone has their own share of illnesses and disasters, and giving Lin the old Chinese doctor a personal favor would provide an extra layer of security in case they needed it in the future.

  That's why Lin Baode never ran out of money.

  The problem is that this treasure, Thousand-Year-Old Ginseng Emperor, is something that even with a lot of money, it's hard to buy!

  Because no one would sell such a precious treasure!

  The thousand-year-old ginseng emperor is gone, and Lin Baode's secret recipe will no longer work.

  Watching his wife, who had been suffering for decades, grow weaker day by day, Lin Baode felt extremely distressed in his heart. However, he was also clear that he had done his best, and without the Millennium Ginseng Emperor, he could only be helpless.