"Doctor Xu, you saw with your own eyes today just how booming my shop is, and the prices of the goods I sell!"
"To those rich people, a few taels of silver mean nothing. Even a dozen taels, several dozen taels, or even over a hundred taels wouldn't affect their daily lives in the slightest!"
"But for poor commoners, let alone a hundred taels, even several dozen, a dozen, or just a few taels of silver could greatly improve their daily lives!"
"Think about it yourself. A single small bottle of my perfume or a glass mirror can earn dozens, even hundreds of taels of silver!"
"And with those dozens or hundreds of taels, how many commoners could be treated? How many could be spared the torment of illness?"
Seeing the conflicted look on Xu Xian's face, Qing Mo spoke again, gently trying to persuade him.
"Doctor Xu, let me ask you something. Do you love your wife?"
"I do! Of course I love my wife!"
"And how does your wife treat you? Is she good to you or not?"
"My wife is naturally wonderful to me. Not only does she take care of my daily life, she supports my dream of healing the sick and saving lives with all her heart. She has never uttered a single word of complaint!"
When Xu Xian spoke of Little White in response to the question, a blissful smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Then since that's the case, as her husband, why are you unwilling to use your own abilities to earn the wealth you deserve and give your wife a better life?"
"She supports your work with all her heart. As her husband, isn't it your responsibility to use your own skills to give her good days?"
"Even if we take