Chapter 513: Chapter 513: Every Month There is a Batch Chapter 513: Chapter 513: Every Month There is a Batch “Little San! Knowing we’re busy and you’re still chatting away, aren’t you going to hurry over here and help?” the young man behind the counter suddenly lifted his head and scolded him.
Su San walked over with a serious face and educated him, “Master, if we’re so busy, you should hire more people. I’m not even eighteen yet, and enslaving me is immoral. And for the record, my name isn’t Little San, it’s Su San!”
“It’s always you who talks too much. Hurry up and grind these herbs into powder…” Su Zhan glared at him before continuing to busy himself.
Mo Jun and the others had also waited for a long time until the divine doctor Su and his team had finished making the medicine powder and sent off the other patients; finally, it was their turn.
By then, divine doctor Su could finally sit down and rest and looked very tired.
“Grandfather, you rest. I’ll take care of the last patient,” Su Zhan said and then beckoned Mo Jun and the others over.
Zhao Rong hurried over and pleaded, “Doctor Su, I’ve finished my medicine, please give me some more quickly. And I was also injured in a fight, I want to get some medicine for that as well…”
Su Zhan seemed to recognize him and upon seeing his bruised and swollen face, he said with a sympathetic look, “Who beat you up ? They really went too far.”
Zhao Rong sneaked a glance at Sun Qiao and his group, looking like someone who was angry but dared not speak out.
Su Zhan understood his glance in a flash.
“So, it was them,” he blurted out.
“He deserved it!” Sun Qiao explained with a cold snort, “He actually dared to deceive my junior brother into taking banned substances, and now my junior brother has ended up in the hospital. I’m already being lenient for not breaking his legs.”
Su Zhan glanced at Zhao Rong again: Hmm, indeed he deserved it…
“Doctor Su, please give me the medicine quickly, I’m in so much pain…” Zhao Rong begged with a guilty conscience, feeling like he was going to die from discomfort.
Su Zhan didn’t waste words and directly prepared some medicine for him and then told him, “Your situation is a bit serious. You’re going to stay here tonight and we’ll put you on an IV all night. Su San, take him to set up the IV…”
“Yes, Master!” Seemingly enthusiastic about treating patients, Su San excitedly ran over.
Zhao Rong hesitantly asked, “Doctor Su… you’re letting brother Su San give me, give me the IV?”
“Of course it’s him, can’t you see we’re all busy and exhausted?” Su Zhan retorted irritably.
“But…” Zhao Rong felt like crying; after all, Su San was just an apprentice!
Last time, he saw him trying to give a patient an injection and ended up making the big man cry!
He didn’t want to be his guinea pig!
“Hurry up and go, what’s with all the fuss?” Su Zhan urged him, and Zhao Rong had no choice but to follow Su San as if resigned to his fate.
“What illnesses do you want to look at?” Su Zhan then asked Mo Jun and his group.
Sun Qiao answered, “It’s not us who are sick, it’s my junior brother. He’s about to participate in a competition but has been tricked by that kid Zhao Rong, and now he’s in poor health. So we’ve come to see divine doctor Su to see if he can be cured in a short period of time. Moreover, that kid just now said that divine doctor Su’s medicine can cure him and claimed that my junior brother suffers from the same condition.”
Hearing this, Su Peiyuan couldn’t help but sigh, “This Sea Island City, how many more people need to be harmed before it ends, oh.”
“Divine doctor Su, are there really that many patients like that?” Mo Jun asked him.
Su Peiyuan nodded tiredly, “Too many, there’s a bunch every month. They have episodes every evening on the fifteenth, and the serious cases, they just can’t be cured.