Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1911 - 1704: Valuables

Doctor Wu has honed his skill in showmanship at the hospital; otherwise, he wouldn’t pull out his phone at the sight of someone delivering a banner.

But now, Brother really doesn’t treat them like outsiders, yet he’s still an innocent man!

He’s holding his phone, unsure whether to start recording or not. Doesn’t anyone in this circle care about Brother Sunglasses?

However, just as he’s contemplating this, Brother Sunglasses notices Doctor Xiaoguo hasn’t taken the banner, so he proactively puts it into her hands and then clasps his fists to salute everyone:

"Folks, we’re all fellow patients here, so there’s no need to stand on ceremony. We all have similar problems! I’m telling you all, let’s trust Doctor Guo! If there are no medicines, we wait for them. If there’s no stock, we wait for the stock! Acupuncture if needed, therapy where required—steady... steady!"

The emphasis on those four words grows stronger, making him seem more sincere.

The men present were initially a bit shy, trying to cover their ears, but seeing his sincere demeanor, they couldn’t resist and leaned in closer, ears perked.

Meanwhile, Doctor Xiaoguo stood there holding the banner, and after Doctor Zhou finished taking photos, she hesitated, "So, are we posting this?"

Post what?

Doctor Xiaoguo glanced at him and then at Brother Sunglasses, and said weakly, "Since you’re here, don’t be so formal. Next time, no banners please..."

Brother Sunglasses quickly put on a smiling face, "I specifically asked a doctor friend, and he said no red envelopes. Now they just like these."

"So, Doctor Guo, since I’m already here and cooperating, why not continue with the pulse check today to strengthen it?"

At these words, everyone became alert.

Sending banners is one thing, but no cutting in line!

However, Doctor Guo didn’t care about their disputes. With the banner rolled up, she went back into the room.

Doctor Zhou was still mumbling: Finally got a banner, but the content on it... To hang it or not?

Before he could finish, he saw in the corner of the room’s large feng shui tank, Doctor Xiaoguo placed the rolled banner in with a swoosh, and on checking inside, it was almost full, with at least a dozen or so others.

Doctor Wu: ...

He realized he underestimated the capacity of a village clinic!

Seeing no one around, he quickly pulled one out to take a look—

This one is "Miracle Recovery," the next one is "Golden Spear Unyielding"... Wow! They’re bold!

Another says "Be a Hero"...

These guys really don’t treat the doctors as outsiders!

Seeing so many banners that are too embarrassing to hang, he felt anxious.

But then Doctor Xiaoguo poked her head out from the front, "Doctor Wu, if you’re free now, there are dust bags on top of the cupboard. Store all these banners properly in the back storeroom."

Inside, similar dust bags had already filled two.

...

This whole morning was busy. Indeed, the delayed breakfast was fetched by Doctor Wu on an electric bike from the canteen in a dash for everyone.

Xiaoxiao and Sun Wu were stunned by the large lunchbox.

"Breakfast is this good?"

They usually only bought a bowl of noodles or a basket of buns, but up here on the mountain?

A 9 o’clock breakfast, delayed due to busyness and having snacks earlier, wasn’t eaten until 10. Inside it was a pot of green bean paste, a bowl of radish stew with old duck, fried bean sprout vermicelli with soybean pulp, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and roasted old cowpea.

Doctor Xiaoguo had dined at Lao Song’s house, and upon returning to this sight, she regretted, "I forgot to tell you to bring a lunchbox."

But the three newcomers smiled broadly.

Didn’t remind us well!

If reminded, they might have only bought simple stainless steel ones, but now seeing this level of meals, what kind of luxurious big, big, big lunchbox should they buy to match their appetite? Now they had an idea!

Everyone immediately started searching online.

But before that, they each took out their phones, snapped some shots of this lunch, and shared them on their social media circles.

Delicious! So good!

This duck isn’t some two-month-raised broiler but surely those 20 to 30 yuan per pound old ducks! Cooked until not at all gamey, the meat is tender, and the broth is rich.

The green bean paste is thoroughly blended, with the green bean skins all soaked through and filtered, leaving no grainy texture.

"Do we have soup with every meal?" Xiaoxiao asked curiously.

Doctor Wu showed her a photo, "The canteen’s blackboard has the next meal’s menu. I see it’s silver fungus soup next and pumpkin puree in the evening, with lamb noodles at midnight. I overheard the canteen discussing that the lamb is bought from a nearby village, raised on wild grass, and not at all gamey..."

If this lamb were roasted leg of lamb, it would smell incredible!

Hearing this, Doctor Xiaoguo quickly advised, "Since you’re new here and haven’t tried silver fungus soup, take my advice, don’t skimp on money, go buy a big pot first from the little shop."

"If there’s no silver fungus soup, just take the mountain’s tea water."

"The silver fungus might not look great, but the same quality with good appearance is now sold at 8,000 per pound."

"And the tea is 300,000 per pound."

"Oh right, all these supplies come from Lao Song’s family in the village. They have an online store called ’Tian Yuan Chronicles.’ In your spare time, go check out the reviews and you’ll know whether I’m lying."

As the boss, she put her heart into everything, whether they believed it or not...

Well, a taste will make it all clear!

Doctor Wu had tasted the scallion pancake yesterday, rumored to be only made with Lao Song’s scallion oil, and it was already that delicious. Now, with the boss saying this, how could they disbelieve?

He immediately decided, "I’ll go buy a pot later, two in fact!"

One for soups and broths, another for tea water.

He’d made progress; although he didn’t get the status, he was drinking 300,000 yuan tea leaves.

Everyone was smiling brightly when they suddenly heard the courtyard door sound, thinking it was another patient.

Doctor Wu quickly went out, "Sorry, we’re closed for lunch..."

His voice softened immediately.

Because standing in front of him was this imposing and fierce gang leader, pushing the door open blatantly, looking truly intimidating.

The man was so tall and strong!

His skin was dark, with a fierce expression on his face. Upon seeing him come out, he sneered menacingly, "Newcomer, huh?"

Two nurses followed him out, equally stunned.

At this moment, the three of them had a simultaneous thought:

Why didn’t they mention such a dangerous figure in the village during recruitment while only showcasing the perks? Is this guy here for protection money?

Zhang Yanping, having said just one sentence: ...

He sighed, "I’m Doctor Guo’s boyfriend. Is she in?"

Good heavens!

Doctor Wu stood in front, trying like a mother hen to shield the two behind him—

Following the hospital’s oral tradition, he should look for a valuable instrument to hide behind.

But the issue is, what’s the most valuable thing in this village clinic?

The blood pressure monitor on the desk?