Nian Duan knew where the disappearing Duanmurong went. Although she didn't think that her disciple had too much interaction with the owner here, she was in Xianyang and she was helpless.

Fortunately, in the past two years, the situation she was most worried about did not happen. It was precisely because of this that when Duanmu Rong wanted to follow her to the Qin Palace, she did not refuse.

But something seems to be wrong now.

Who called Duanmurong away? She knew that although she was helpless about Duanmurong's performance, she was not as worried as before.

But as time passed, as she had arrived, Nian Duan was still panicked after all.

At this time, two hours had passed since Duanmurong left her. This was time in another place, but this was the Qin Palace. What reason does the owner here have to waste two hours of time on a girl?

As time goes by, Nian Duan's mood becomes more and more anxious.

Probably not?

In Nian Duan's anxiety, a palace maid who was responsible for passing the message came to her.

"The master can leave the palace first, and Miss Duanmurong will then send someone to send her back."

It's going to be bad.

When the palace maid who was passing the message told Nian Duan the exact answer, the head of the doctor not only did not feel at all at ease, but became even more anxious.

The night was getting darker, and Duanmurong was still missing. Although the meal had been prepared, Nian Duan did not have even a trace of appetite.

It was not until the familiar sound of the hospital door opening came out of the courtyard that the tortured head of the medical school felt a little relieved and had already walked out of the room.

Although Duanmurong has returned, this can only make her feel a little relieved. If she cannot confirm that Duanmurong is safe and sound, how can she be really relieved?

"You are back." Duan Duan, who pulled Duan Murong's hand, said half complaining and half worried.

"What are you worried about by Master?" Duanmu Rong asked in confusion as she looked at her hand held by Master.

Nian Duan pulled Duan Murong through head to toe and looked Duan Murong inside and out, and seemed to have not found anything that was amazing enough to make her frightened. Then she felt relieved, but even so, she felt that she could not really feel at ease.

"The King of Qin sent you to call you over, but for what?" Nian Duan asked after pulling Duanmurong back to the room.

"It's just a reminiscence." Duanmurong replied.

"Is it just a reminiscence?" Nian Duan said suspiciously.

Just reminiscing the past can last for three or four hours?

Nian Duan was very clear that Duanmurong was not a talkative girl. As for the King of Qin, did he spend a lot of time? He could spend half a day on the insignificant Duanmurong just for the so-called reminiscence?

Nian Duan's suspicious eyes made Duanmu Rong feel a little guilty. He knew that the master did not believe in his explanation. He then continued to explain: "The king said that he would build a medical school in Xianyang in the future, so he said a little more."

"Medical Academy? What kind of medical Academy?" Nian Duan asked.

Seeing that the master's focus was successfully shifted, Duanmu Rong couldn't help but feel relieved. Then he told Nianduan that Ying Zheng told her about the plan for the Medical Academy. Of course, Duanmu Rong had already mixed with a lot of private goods at this time. As for the purpose, of course, it was to convince Nianduan.

Although Ying Zheng said that he would send the Medical Academy to her, she still felt that her master was more suitable to preside over the Medical Academy.

I can't act as emotionally as you, the king. I have to use reason to control my behavior. Duanmurong, who naturally made the most suitable choice for herself, looked at the master who was obviously moved in front of her and said to herself secretly in her heart.

"King of Qin, he..." After listening to Duanmurong's narration about the Medical Academy, Nian Duan's heart was shocked.

The future depicted by the King of Qin was something she had never thought of, but she had to admit that that future was a fatal temptation for every real medical disciple.

No matter how profound a personal medical skills are, at most, as long as the level of the medical teacher Bian Que, or even unable to do it, it is probably the highest achievement of a medical disciple.

However, the Qin King's Medical Academy allowed Nian Duan to see another possibility, which was a path that could be called a "saint". If the future depicted by the Qin King could be realized, then the doctor would produce a true medical saint, and the doctor would become a famous scholar among the hundreds of schools of thought.

Even with her weak mind and even though she had been thinking about how to leave Qin, she couldn't help but feel moved at this time.

"Does the King of Qin say that you will be in control of this medical school in the future?" Nian Duan looked at Duanmu Rong, who was in a complicated look, who was ecstatic in his eyes but had a calm expression.

"Yes, but I think you are more suitable for Master." Duanmu Rong said a little annoyed.

"The King of Qin has its own principles. Okay, I think you are hungry, so let's have a meal first." Nian Duan said to Duan Murong's hand.

Before, she was worried that the King of Qin had some other thoughts about Duanmurong, and was worried about this, for fear that Duanmurong would fall into it accidentally.

Now that I received the news about the Medical Academy, Nian Duan couldn't help but feel relieved, and then I couldn't help but laugh at myself. I was really too concerned. There was no woman in the Qin Palace. Even if the Qin King really had that meaning, he might not have fallen in love with Duanmu Rong.

Now that the matter in the Medical Academy happened, everything was explained. Since the King of Qin wanted Duanmu Rong to serve him in the future, he would have some preferential treatment, it was naturally reasonable.

Still eating? When Duan Murong heard about eating, she looked bitter. She couldn't eat at all now, but she was afraid that the master would think too much. The poor girl Duan Murong could only follow the master and move to the dining table step by step. Looking at the food she once loved very much, she felt very tired at this moment.

Duan Murong, who tried her best to show that she liked the food in front of her, pulled the rice in the bowl in small mouthfuls, and looked at the opposite side from time to time along the mouth of the bowl. Seeing that she had no choice but to take advantage of it, she was extremely depressed and had to put all her mind on the rice in the bowl.

He had to destroy them. Duanmu Rong secretly cheered herself up.

"What did King Qin do after he talked to you about the Medical Academy?" Nian Duan, who was eating, seemed to ask inadvertently.

"Go and deal with his memorials that never see the end." Duan Murong, who was devoted to dealing with the rice in the bowl, said without hesitation.

"What about you?" Nian Duan continued to ask.

"I'll help the king polish the ink." Duanmurong said without any awareness.

It was about to be finished. When Nianduan heard Duanmurong's answer, his heart skipped a beat.

What kind of thought can Duanmurong stay there quietly and act as a palace maid? No matter what the King of Qin is thinking, it has at least proved that Duanmurong's thoughts are already very dangerous.

In an instant, Nian Duan put the bowl and chopsticks on the dining table, looking at Duanmurong who was still unconscious in front of him.

Could it be that I was wrong?

Does the King of Qin want to get both wealth and wealth?

What is scary now is not what the King of Qin has made for Duanmurong, but what the Duanmurong has made for Qin is even more terrifying.

Nian Duan, who was about to open his mouth and say something, finally couldn't say anything. He picked up the bowls and chopsticks again and sighed in his heart: Rong'er, you are like this, don't you know whether it's a blessing or an unfortunate person?
Chapter completed!