I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine

Chapter 493 - 208: Huian Pharmacy’s Recruitment, My Grandson Is a Divine Doctor (Part 2)

As expected, when she mentioned a monthly salary not less than five figures, everyone in the pharmacy was instantly drawn to it.

Everyone turned to look, and when they saw that the protagonist of this over-ten-thousand-a-month salary was a young man in his early twenties, they were astounded.

Even Lu Ran couldn’t help but cover her mouth with her hand in shock when she heard about the five-figure salary.

Of course, surprise is just surprise.

She didn’t think Lu Xuan would agree.

Compared to a five-figure monthly salary, being the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is much more appealing.

The reason for the surprise is mainly because a five-figure monthly salary in this small county of Anjiang is incredibly shocking.

A monthly salary over ten thousand is rare, except for those who own shops or companies; it’s almost countable on one hand.

However, the people who came to buy medicine were greatly shocked.

Especially a few elderly folks, looking at Lu Xuan with envy.

Just when these people thought Lu Xuan would agree, to their surprise, facing Huian Pharmacy’s invitation, Lu Xuan shook his head: "Thank your general manager for the offer."

"Uh..."

The pharmacy staff clearly did not expect Lu Xuan to refuse, and so decisively without any hesitation.

"You don’t want to?"

"Do you think Anjiang is too small, lacking development?"

"It’s fine! Huian Pharmacy has some branches within the province, and it also has plans to expand in the coming years. If you join, you might become part of the management."

"This is not where my ambitions lie."

Lu Xuan didn’t bother explaining much; he’s a Traditional Chinese Medicine Doctor, selling medicine is not his calling.

When Lu Xuan and his group returned home with the medicine, Lu Guoquan had already bought the medicine pot and asked as soon as they returned: "Why did you come back so late?"

Lu Ran smiled and said: "Xiaoxuan wanted to check the authenticity of the herbs. We were curious too, so he told us how to identify real and fake herbs, which took a bit of time."

"I see, no wonder." Lu Guoquan casually asked, and hearing this, he didn’t mention it further.

However, Lu Ran said, "Brother, something else happened on our way back."

"What happened?" Lu Guoquan put down his work and asked curiously.

Lu Ran said, "The general manager of Huian Pharmacy wanted Xiaoxuan to work there and offered him a salary that many couldn’t refuse."

"How much?"

"Five thousand or six thousand?"

Lu Guoquan didn’t pay much attention; in his eyes, a salary of five or six thousand is considered high when working in Anjiang County. After all, the cost of living and working in the county is relatively low, and many vegetables can be homegrown. Occasionally, he could even bring supplies back from the countryside.

"Six thousand?"

Lu Ran pouted, "Brother, you’re underestimating my nephew."

"Oh?"

"So how much are they willing to pay?"

Lu Ran held up a hand: "They said, not less than five figures, and Huian Pharmacy plans to expand. They even said Xiaoxuan might become part of management in the future."

"A monthly salary over ten thousand?"

Lu Guoquan was amazed, a salary that might not be much in big cities, but in a small county like Anjiang with an average salary of just over two thousand, it was already top-tier.

Moreover, there was a chance to become part of the management in the future, which truly showed respect.

However, despite the surprise, considering that his son might soon become the director of a Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Lu Guoquan found a monthly salary of over ten thousand less appealing.

Compared to the title of director, a ten-thousand salary isn’t much.

With that thought, Lu Guoquan knew that the monthly salary of over ten thousand couldn’t offer his son much allure, so he didn’t ask much further and instead took out the washed and boiled medicine pot: "I’ve left the medicine pot here."

"Alright, Dad, you can go back to your work. I’ll handle the medicinal brewing." Lu Xuan said with a smile.

"I’ll do it." Ji Xiuwen, fully living up to his role as Lu Xuan’s assistant, said.

Lu Xuan was not polite, and he handed over the medicine directly: "Alright, I’ll leave it to you then."

However, seeing this, Lin Fangling teased: "Ji, you’re a guest in our home. How can we let you do such things?"

Then, she didn’t forget to scold Lu Xuan: "Xiaoxuan, he’s just being courteous, and you really let him do it."

"Auntie, it’s fine. It’s actually my job."

Ji Xiuwen smiled and was about to take the medicine to brew.

Lin Fangling seemed to hear something and asked, "What do you mean? What do you mean it’s your job?"

Ji Xiuwen turned back and said, "I’m Lu Xuan’s assistant, you know. Back at the Health Center, he was responsible for consultations and prescriptions, while I’m responsible for getting the medicine and other errands. You see, isn’t that what I’m supposed to do?"

With his explanation, everyone understood.

"Ah, I see!"

Lin Fangling was enlightened.

At first, she thought Ji Xiuwen was also a doctor at the Health Center, but now she knew that he was Lu Xuan’s assistant. Yet, even so, Lin Fangling still looked disapprovingly at Lu Xuan: "Even if Ji is your assistant, he’s a guest in our home, you as the host are somewhat lacking!"

Lu Xuan smiled wryly: "Alright, alright, I’ll brew the medicine."

However, Ji Xiuwen declined: "Auntie, I should brew it. Besides, brewing medicine is a learning opportunity. As his assistant now, I need to learn by following behind him. You see, I haven’t even paid for tuition, and not doing a bit more makes me feel guilty, doesn’t it?"

With that, without minding what Lin Fangling said, he headed directly to the kitchen to start a fire and brew the medicine.

Fortunately, brewing didn’t require constant attention. After processing the medicine, Ji Xiuwen returned to the living room, chatting happily with the Lu family.

Lu Qinian, the elderly grandfather, initially thought he had cancer, so he wasn’t in good spirits or mood. But seeing his grandson’s competence, he was now full of confidence.

Lu Xuan observed without saying much, as this was a positive development.

A patient’s confidence in their doctor, combined with the effective medication, often helps resolve issues.

The real concern is when a patient doubts the doctor; even the best medicine can be ineffective.

As expected, after taking the medication, the very next morning, while brushing his teeth, Lu Xuan saw his grandfather sitting on the sofa watching the morning news. Seeing Lu Xuan, he couldn’t help but ask: "Why are you up so early? Didn’t you sleep a bit more?"

For the elder generation, today’s young people differ greatly from their time.

Sleeping in was a common issue among Lu Xuan’s generation, yet seeing his grandson up so early caught him off guard.

"Early to bed and early to rise is good for health." Lu Xuan replied with a smile.

"By the way, Grandpa, how did you feel after taking the medicine?" Lu Xuan was still quite concerned about his grandfather’s health. Although the medicine he prescribed wasn’t a magic cure, it should have some effect if suitable.

However, expecting a single prescription to cure something like cancer would be unrealistic.

Speaking of the medication, the grandfather eagerly shared his experiences: "I feel pretty good. I wasn’t comfortable around here for a long time, but after taking your medicine yesterday, I felt much better last night. This morning, I feel comfortable and not as uncomfortable."

"Do you still have a fever?"

"A little, but my temperature isn’t as high. Just a bit of morning bitterness in my mouth."

Lu Qinian shared his feelings, candid with his doctor grandson, who he spoke to openly without any anxiety typical of talking to doctors, like a relaxed conversation between grandparents and grandchildren.

"Let me check your tongue." Lu Xuan stepped forward, inspecting his grandfather’s tongue, which remained much as it was yesterday. But he didn’t mind as tongue observations often require two to three days of medication for noticeable changes.

"How is it?" asked Lu Qinian, pulling back his tongue.

"It’s the same for now, but there’s definitely an effect. I’ll need a few more days to confirm specifics."

"Alright, I’ll follow your directives."

Lu Qinian expressed no concern; he had great confidence in Lu Xuan’s medical skills.

He had already felt better after just one dose, so he had nothing to worry about.

The pair chatted on the sofa, and soon, Lu Guoquan, rubbing his sleepy eyes, joined in. Remembering he had to pick up some medicine today, he mentioned, "Xiaoxuan, I have something to do in the city today. Could you please help watch the clinic? I’m afraid Dr. Li might be overworked alone."

Lu Xuan, having nothing planned, agreed without hesitation.