CHAPTER 143: CHAPTER 144

Of course, what made Wang Ping happiest was that he not only recouped his costs but also made a net profit of five thousand yuan from the herbal formula he bought from Nianyang for two thousand yuan.

Just as Nianyang had initially said, purchasing her formula not only made him money but also significantly boosted his pharmacy’s reputation. Now, the customer flow was ceaseless, and he was counting money until his hand cramped!

What?

Wang Ping’s words shocked the villagers.

They already knew that recently, many people in the county had been infected with the influenza virus, and the transmission speed was terrifyingly fast, reportedly brought over from Pingjing. They were fearful it might spread to their towns and villages.

After all, being infected by such a virus was horrifying. If infected, at the least, one might be bedridden for several months, or at worst, face life-threatening risks!

Who would have thought that Nianyang would cure the virus this time, and not only that but had long handed over the formula and cured all the influenza virus cases?

Does that mean Nianyang indirectly saved the entire town and village?

It was absolutely unbelievable, and everyone was dumbfounded!

The County Lord Jiang said to Nianyang, "So you are the Divine Doctor girl who saved our entire county this time. You are truly impressive, possessing such incredible medical skills at such a young age.

I came here today at the request of dozens of patients who were cured by your formula to specifically bring them here to present you with this banner made by everyone!"

Saying this, County Lord Jiang stepped aside, revealing two or three dozen people from the county who had been infected with the influenza virus but cured by Nianyang’s formula.

They lined up uniformly in three or four rows, and the people in the first row unfolded a five-meter-long red banner.

In golden embroidery, the banner read "Healing All Under Heaven."

"..."

Nianyang’s mouth twitched forcefully, wondering if it was necessary to be so exaggerated.

"Um, everyone, you are really too courteous. I was just fulfilling my duty as a healer. You don’t need to make such a big fuss."

"Not at all, not at all!"

The two or three dozen people collectively shook their heads, and then a man stepped forward earnestly and said, "Divine Doctor girl, it was your divine formula that spared us all from being tormented by the virus!"

"Yes! I had been so dehydrated that I was barely breathing, but after drinking the medicine brewed from your formula, I recovered overnight!"

"Divine Doctor girl, my son, who just reached his full month, almost died from this virus. You saved my son, you saved our whole family."

Everyone was speaking one after another, almost wanting to kneel before Nianyang in gratitude.

Seeing this scene, Nianyang’s eyes inexplicably moistened. As a healer, isn’t it the hope that every patient tormented by illness can be cured by one’s skills?

Although she never expected to receive gratitude, when faced with these faces full of appreciation, Nianyang felt that everything made sense.

"Divine Doctor girl, I am Ma Shu, the attending doctor at the County City People’s Hospital. This five thousand yuan is a reward from our hospital. Thank you for developing the divine formula that helped our hospital solve this virus crisis."

Wearing a white coat, Ma Shu took out a thick stack of five thousand yuan wrapped in paper and handed it to Nianyang amid the astonished gazes of everyone.

Nianyang immediately pushed it back, "Doctor Ma, I can’t accept this. I already received payment when I sold the formula to Boss Wang. It wouldn’t be right to accept money twice. Your kind intention is all I need!"