In the early morning, Yan Ruocheng woke up and remembered that she had returned to Huang Fengmo yesterday without telling Huang Chenling. She thought that he should have sent someone out to look for her.
"Why are you in a daze? Did you not sleep well last night?" Huang Fengmo also woke up and looked at her dazedly. He reached out and touched the end of her hair and asked lightly.
Yan Ruocheng scratched his hair and said with some embarrassment: "The villain was thinking that he ran back without telling the second prince last night. He might send someone out to find the villain."
"Let him send people to look for him. They will find him here anyway. You are my medical servant, and it is normal for you to come back here." After saying that, he put his hand around her waist, pulled her body, and fell back to him.
's arms.
"Your Highness, won't you get up?" Yan Ruocheng lay on his chest and asked.
"Let's go to bed first, I'm a little sleepy." Huang Fengmo kissed her forehead gently and continued to sleep.
Yan Ruocheng pursed her lips and murmured in her heart: Rather than being a medical servant, to be more precise, he has become a pet servant who can kiss casually.
An hour later, Huang Fengmo wanted to get up, but Yan Ruocheng had already left a note and went out to do errands.
He took the note and read it, and it read: Your Highness, I am going to buy some medicinal materials. I will come back later. Don’t worry about me. There is restorative tea on the table. Your Highness, please remember to drink it. It can refresh you.
"This guy can't be tied down." He said lightly, poured a cup of the refreshing tea she mentioned, and tasted it. As soon as the tea was imported, the sweet and bitter taste flowed straight down his throat, and it was so bitter that he felt refreshed.
"It's so painful..." He became even more listless, holding on to the table.
Yan Ruocheng did not go to buy medicinal materials, but wrote a letter and asked someone to send it to Doctor Zi as soon as possible, hoping that he could come over.
After that, she went to find Huang Chenling.
When you go to his place, you will be greeted by two iron fists above your head. One is hammered by Yinying, and the other is hammered by Huang Chenling.
"Oh, it hurts! Why don't you hit me on the head like this?" Yan Ruocheng said, touching the aching top of his head.
"If you don't come home all night, you might as well tell me and go back to the emperor's place. It will make me worry in vain." Huang Chenling crossed her arms and said.
Yinying also said: "It doesn't matter if you don't come back. If I don't have any sugar-coated haws to eat, you should be beaten."
"I'm sorry, I didn't consider your feelings. I'll remember it." Yan Ruocheng said pretending to be serious, but still received their beatings.
"Wow, you guys are still fighting? I'll beat you silly."
"You just said that you need to have a long memory, so you need to tap more times."
"Yes, it should be knocked."
"I won't let you knock me anymore. Do you think it won't hurt?"
The three of them chased each other playfully in the yard. After burning incense, they sat down in the pavilion to have breakfast.
Yan Ruocheng stuffed a bun into his mouth and tidied up the hair that had been messed up by them, but it became more and more messy.
Huang Chenling sipped her tea, watched her clumsily tying her hair, stood behind her, and helped her comb her hair herself.
"Don't move, I'll help you do it. You're so stupid!"
"Chen Ling, can you comb your hair?" Yan Ruocheng asked curiously.
"Of course he knows how to comb his hair, and he does it very nicely." Silver Shadow interjected.
Huang Chenling braided Yan Ruocheng's hair in a few clicks, making it as round as the bun in her mouth.
"It looks much better this way, it doesn't have to be so fancy." He praised himself.
Yan Ruocheng saw that her originally beautiful hair had turned into a big bun, and she wanted to say that the braid was too tacky.
Yin Ying didn't know when he was full and left, leaving Yan Ruocheng and Huang Chenling behind.
"Do you think it looks good?" Huang Chenling asked with interest.
"It looks good. Of course you look good with your braids. I like the bun on my head very much." Yan Ruocheng said jokingly.
"Eat your steamed buns, it's so false. I obviously think it's very rustic." Huang Chenling said with a smile.
"The soil is also made by Chen Ling, I like it very much." Yan Ruocheng glanced at him dissatisfied, held his hand, kissed his fingers, and coaxed with a sweet smile.
Huang Chenling's face turned slightly rosy, and she thought to herself: This girl is getting better and better at flirting without blushing.
Yan Ruozhen was filled with joy when she saw his shy look. She liked to see his coy expression the most. She bit her pink lips and couldn't help but kiss him on the mouth.
Her mouth smelled like oily buns, which made Huang Chenling frown. She stopped kissing her in disgust and said, "When you are with me, can you clean your mouth first? It makes my mouth full of oil."
It tastes good."
Yan Ruozhen held her little cheek and said dismissively: "When you kissed me before, your mouth was filled with the smell of medicine. Didn't you just kiss me without rinsing your mouth?"
"Why am I the same as you!" He said a little unhappy.
"What's the difference?" She asked without thinking about it.
Huang Chenling wanted to say that he was the master and you were the servant, and the status was different. However, he considered that saying this might hurt Yan Ruocheng's heart, so the words were stuck in his throat and did not come out.
Change your words to: "You have bad breath, I don't have bad breath."
"Ah?"
"What the hell! You don't even know what your tone is, and you don't even reflect on it."
Yan Ruozhen was really dubious about what he said. She really didn't know that she had such a bad tone.
"Stop discussing this boring topic. Do you really plan to heal Mrs. He?" Huang Chenling asked, changing the subject.
Yan Ruocheng nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes, she needs medical treatment."
"It's too nosy." Huang Chenling advised.
"This matter is not idle at all. The ulcers on Mrs. He's face are getting worse and worse. It's really not possible if we don't treat her properly. Her child is still so young. If she is gone, the child will lack maternal love.
"Yan Ruozhen solemnly stated the reason for his visit.
"She is crazy, and she also lacks maternal love. Why are you doing this?" Huang Chenling continued to persuade.
"Maybe he's not crazy." Yan Ruocheng said firmly.
"Why do you say that?" Huang Chenling asked puzzledly.
"If she is really crazy, why did she only let her child touch her? When I saw the child touching her, she did not hide away. Maybe it was her consciousness as a mother. In short, I felt that she
She may not be completely crazy. For the sake of that child, we must heal her at all costs." Yan Ruozhen said analytically.
"Are you sure? Disfigurement is not an ordinary injury, and you are not good at it, right?" Huang Chenling asked.
"I'm not sure, so I went back last night to look up ancient medical books, which contain treatment methods. I also wrote a letter to Dr. Zi, asking him to come here to help me." Yan Ruocheng said confidently.
"You should help him. Speaking of which, I forgot that I wanted to ask him to be a medical servant." Huang Chenling said, holding her chin.
"This is not important. What is important is that I can learn medical skills from him."
"What if he doesn't come?"
"It will definitely come."
After much hard work, the messenger finally found Xian Jianlan's residence and delivered the urgent letter to him.
He didn't want to read it, but when he saw that the person writing the letter on the back of the envelope was Yan Ruocheng, he opened it curiously and took a look.
Content of the letter: Doctor Zi, there is a severely disfigured woman here. I need your help. Your medical skills should be able to help her. Life is at stake. Please come to the eldest prince's residence. I'll wait here.
You, see you or not.
"So what if human lives are at stake? There are people struggling on the verge of life and death every day in the world. How many of them can be cured? He is just an ordinary doctor, not an immortal. Really." He mumbled to himself.
I have no intention of going.
Another note fell from the envelope. He picked it up and read it again. This note said: If you don't come, you will be a coward and useless. The disfigured woman is the wife of an official, and her family is quite wealthy.
The consultation fee will definitely be quite high. If you really don’t come, you will lose a fortune.
"This girl also used the provoking method..."
At noon the next day, Xian Jianlu took a carriage and traveled a long distance to find Yan Ruocheng.
"Doctor Zi, how nice of you to come! This way, please." She warmly welcomed him in.
"Your letter made it necessary for me to come. Of course I have to come and take a look, you stinky girl!" Xian Jianlan handed her the baggage to pick up.
"Where is it? I just wrote it clearly so that Dr. Zi won't see the key points." She said jokingly with a smile.
"What did you mean by the disfigured woman?" Xian Jianluo didn't talk to her about unnecessary topics, but just got to the point.
"Her face was severely burned by the fire, and a large piece of rotten flesh remains on her face. It has not been treated yet. The situation is very pessimistic. Doctor Zi, are you sure you can treat her?" She explained clearly to him.
"If I'm not sure, what should I do here and how to treat her specifically? I also need to see the extent of her disfigurement before making a judgment." Xian Jianlan glanced at her and said.
"We'll wait for the eldest prince to finish his work in the afternoon, and then we'll go over there and take a look. Now let's take a look at the ancient medical books. I have something to show you." Yan Ruozhen took him to the prepared guest room and took the ancient medical books.
The medical book came over and she asked someone to make a set of knives based on the knives recorded in it. She showed them all to him for a look.
"Look, this ancient medical book records how to remove carrion and regenerate the flesh after disfigurement. It also contains this set of knives. I made them according to the shapes recorded in it."
"Where did you get this ancient medical book?" Xian Jianque asked after flipping through a few pages.
"His Royal Highness the eldest prince asked someone to find it and give it to me. Can you read and understand the records inside? If you don't understand, I can ask the eldest prince to translate it." Yan Ruocheng said.
"My master wrote it, how could you not know how to read it? This book of yours is a forgery. Fortunately, you haven't used it according to the instructions in it, otherwise you will kill people." Xian Jianluo said honestly.
"No way? This is a fake book. How can you tell it's fake?" Yan Ruozhen couldn't tell what was fake about this book.
"Just because it contains incomprehensible ancient characters, we know it is a fake book. My master used to write it in understandable characters. Those forgers deliberately changed it to ancient characters to sell it at a high price. I must have said that it was fake.
Your eldest prince must have paid a very high price to buy it back. Besides, this forged medical book records only a small part of the original book. Most of the contents are not recorded, which is too deceptive."
He threw the medical book back to her, shook his head and said.