Although it wasn't a brewed remedy, having it made into pills was good too. It was much more convenient.
"That works. How much is it per box?" Bai Chen asked.
After all, some people would deliberately prescribe pills that did nothing for you. Taking them neither helped nor harmed you, but the price would be inflated several times over.
Some boxes cost only a little over ten yuan, yet they charged over a hundred. That was truly unethical.
He knew merchants had to make money, but some really skimmed far too much profit, and some products were just a tax on gullibility.
Always ask the price before buying anything.
The elderly traditional Chinese doctor said, "They're not expensive. The two boxes taken together only cost a little over fifty yuan."
"All right, I'll pay cash." Bai Chen reached into his pocket for the money.
"I thought you young people didn't carry cash anymore. I haven't seen paper money in ages myself. Everyone scans to pay now," the elderly doctor said with a chuckle.
"True. It's convenient." Bai Chen picked up the medicine and read the instructions.
Wait, that doesn't make sense. Why did those F4 guys stuff their wallets with so much cash that they bulged?
Oh, I get it. So they could have money on hand to humiliate people.
The money he was using to buy medicine today was what the other guy had thrown at him last time. He had counted it that night, and there had been several thousand yuan.
He hadn't lost out. The guy owed him anyway.
It covered his clothes, emotional distress, and the humiliation.
Seeing Bai Chen reading the instructions, the elderly doctor reminded him, "Son, take the pills in the gray box three times a day, after meals. The brown box is