Chapter 8 The Hidden Master

After packing up, putting on clean clothes, a sheepskin coat and clean shoes, and wearing a small felt hat on his head, Wang Yuan finally stepped into the yard.

The courtyard is not big, only about 40 or 50 square meters.

The surroundings were filled with wooden racks, on which were piled baskets of medicinal herbs.

There are three main rooms in the north, with a row of medicine pots in front and a small stove underneath to boil medicine.

There are two side rooms on the west side. The one on the inner side is a bedroom, because there are two pairs of cloth shoes outside the door, one big and one small, which are just right for Dajiang and Sun Wei; the one on the outer side is obviously the kitchen, with two large water tanks, four wooden barrels, two shoulder poles and some other things in front.

The old man in gray robe was lying on a recliner in front of the east room at this time, his eyes slightly closed, looking contented.

He ignored Wang Yuan's arrival.

"You just used the hot water. Go boil another pot."

Dajiang pointed at the kitchen and said to Wang Yuan.

"it is good!"

Wang Yuan quickly went into the kitchen.

He was worried about what to do.

People only seem valuable when they move. Otherwise, he won't last long if he just does nothing but throw away the dregs.

He will establish himself here.

Wang Yuan was born in the countryside, so boiling water was nothing to him.

It was a bit difficult to scoop water from the door into the pot one scoop at a time.

Neither Dajiang nor Sun Wei helped him.

Soon the fire started, and Wang Yuan's body quickly heated up as he sat by the stove.

Making fire in autumn and winter is a good job.

As the fire was burning, Wang Yuan's eyes began to look around.

Because the kitchen not only has a boiler and firewood, but also rice, flour, and ingredients to be cooked at noon and in the evening, such as meat, vegetables, tofu, etc.

The quality of the food served by the doctors at the Jinta Society is really not bad.

"Gulu~~"

Wang Yuan swallowed hard and looked away.

Having just drunk a bowl of medicine, he still had some energy in his body, so it wouldn't be difficult for him to hold on until noon.

Don't do anything sneaky and make others look down on you.

The most important thing about a person is his character!

To be honest, none of the three people in this courtyard are simple.

"3~5"

This is the data floating above DJI’s head.

If one has never practiced martial arts, then he is gifted and has natural supernatural powers.

He has practiced martial arts and is very powerful. He can easily beat a dozen ordinary people.

Sun Wei’s is even more exaggerated, “74~83”.

Wang Yuan didn’t know what level this was, but it was definitely of a high quality, an expert among experts.

However, it is definitely not normal for a talented martial artist who has reached the highest level to work as a pharmacist in this small hospital.

Of course, if you look at the empty space above the gray-robed old man’s head, you might be able to understand it.

There is no number above the head. Either the person is dead and does not exist, or he is beyond the scope of Wang Yuan’s system’s current detection.

The answer is obviously the latter.

In other words, this old man in gray robe is not only a doctor, but also a hidden super master.

"~~"

Wang Yuan's mind was in turmoil.

This is an opportunity. This place is an adventure for him. If he can...

Of course, everything has to be done slowly and not rushed.

After the medicine outside was boiled, Dajiang and Sun Wei started to work, mixing the juice, ointment, powder and a little honey together, and kneading them into pills the size of a fingernail.

Refugees are not entitled to drink medicine and no one serves them.

You can only take this kind of simply kneaded pills.

Otherwise, with hundreds or thousands of refugees, how many doctors and pharmacists would be needed?
impossible.

The pills are simple, can be mass-produced, and are easy to distribute.

Dajiang and Sun Wei prepared the pills and handed them to the people outside.

The next step is to pour out the medicine residue and clean the medicine jar.

"It's your first day here, and you're still weak. I'll take you for a walk."

DJI to Wang Yuandao.

As he spoke, he placed the large barrel filled with medicinal residue on the cart and secured it, then he lifted Wang Yuan up and sat him on the side of the cart, then pushed the cart away.

"I can walk on my own."

Wang Yuan is coming down.

"Don't waste my time!"

DJI said coldly.

"—"

Wang Yuan paused.

He suddenly realized that he was just a "temporary" guest and had no right to choose. He just had to listen to the arrangements. Then he realized that the dumping of drug residues was not limited to the C Hospital.

There will be ten hospitals in Jinta, namely "Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, and Kui". Every day, five of them will be on duty while five will be resting, and they will take turns like this.

The drug residue is dumped in five yards at the start of the work, one yard at a time, one time for one day, which means that on average Wang Yuancai has to dump it once every ten days.

Wang Yuan sat on the car stand and watched DJI busying itself. All five buckets were loaded onto the car, and then it was pushed towards the northern wilderness.

On the way, we passed through a refugee area.

The refugees on both sides looked at Wang Yuan, who was sitting on the side of the car, with envy, wondering when they could join the Jinta Society and have stable jobs and food.

It took more than two miles to walk, and we were several hundred meters outside the refugee area before we reached the place where the medicine was poured.

There are piles of medicinal residue here, and piles of ashes next to them.

"You go and get those dried ones."

Dajiang took out a fire starter and handed it to Wang Yuan.

"it is good!"

Wang Yuan took it, jumped out of the car and started the engine.

"bang bang"

Dajiang poured out all the medicine residue from the wooden barrel.

Then put the barrel back on the car.

It is easy to ignite the fire because the residue is dried very well and can be lit at any time.

"Ok?"

Wang Yuan keenly discovered that there seemed to be animal paw prints nearby.

In other words, something is stealing the medicine residue.

Even refugees don't dare to steal this thing...

"Are you done? Leave when you're done!"

DJI urged.

"Oh, here it comes!"

Wang Yuan quickly returned to the car and climbed in.

The round trip took quite a while, and it should be past ten o'clock by now.

People started cooking porridge around the wooden house area.

The disciples of the Dahe Gang brought corns, rice, beans, water, etc., and they didn't have to do it themselves. The stronger refugees rushed forward to work, one after another.

Just to have a bite of thick rice when eating, and the right to eat hot pot.

Everyone was busy and the river beach came alive.

The refugees stood up one by one and looked at it eagerly, swallowing their saliva.

Then start queuing.

When we returned to the courtyard, Sun Wei had already started cooking.

"Come and light the fire!"

He said hurriedly after seeing Dajiang and Wang Yuan coming back.

Two stoves, one for cooking and one for cooking.

Wang Yuan and Dajiang each had one.

"Boom-"

Sun Wei lifted the lid of the pot, and immediately the aroma of meat filled the entire kitchen.

"Sniff~~"

"Sniff~~"

Dajiang and Wang Yuan both sucked it greedily.

This meat is specially provided for doctors. They are not qualified to eat it. They can only smell it or drink some broth.

Sun Wei took out the meat and put it on a plate.

Then put all the chopped vegetables and tofu into the broth and cook...

"Hangchihhangchi——"

Wang Yuan finished a big bowl of the fragrant rice in no time, topped with a little meaty soup.

Then, nothing.

Because the daily food allowance was limited, only the doctors could eat their fill, or even have some left over, and it was impossible for the pharmacists to be satisfied.

Especially with DJI, a big eater, around, Wang Yuan doesn’t even have enough rice crust.

"~~"

Wang Yuan took the bowl and looked over:
"Brother Jiang, Brother Wei, can I go outside to get some porridge?"

"—"

Dajiang was stunned, turned to look at Sun Wei, and then handed over his bowl.

"Go get me a bowl too."

"..."

Sun Wei lowered his head and ate in silence.

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(End of this chapter)