Chapter 223: I still have to rely on the eldest prince to go out
Yan Ruozhen looked at him with admiring eyes and said respectfully: "Brother Xian, you are really amazing."
Xian Jianlu covered her sight with his hand, sat down and said, "Call back Doctor Zi, I don't deserve praise. Let's make a cup of tea. After sitting in the carriage for so long, my back is a little tired."
"Yes, let's make tea right away, and then I'll rub your back." She finished making the tea neatly, then went over and rubbed her back while asking: "Doctor Zi, the second prince just remembered that he wanted to ask you to be a medical servant the day before yesterday.
Do you want to be his medical servant?"
"I don't want to think about it anymore. Seeing how you talk about so many rules, it would be better for me to treat rich people and earn some extra money. At least my time is not restricted." Xianjian Nuo shook his head and said.
"I'm still thinking that if you are willing to stay, I will study medicine with you at any time. Hey, I don't know when I will be able to study medicine with you." She sighed.
"Did I say I would teach you? It seems that I just told you to give advice." Xian Jiannan held his chin and said with a wicked smile.
"Advice is almost the same as direct teaching. Don't catch the difference between the words. The key point is that you really have the intention to teach me. Look, I can be considered a medical wizard. If you don't teach me, it will be useless if you really have talent.
Already." She said smartly.
"You must be a wizard with your tongue. You can talk about everything. Your massage skills are also pretty good."
"Thanks for the compliment! Hehe!"
In the afternoon, Huang Fengmo came back from work.
"Your Highness, you are back."
"Young man, please see His Highness the First Prince."
Yan Ruocheng and Xian Jianlan were drying medicinal herbs near the pavilion while waiting for him to come back.
Huang Fengmo looked at the unique pavilion that they had dried with all kinds of medicinal materials, making it a messy sight. He couldn't help but said: "Why do you come here to dry the medicinal materials? Can't you dry them elsewhere?"
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"Your Highness, there is more sunshine here and the sun can last for a long enough time. Other places can only bask for one hour, but this location can bask for two hours." Yan Ruocheng came over and explained.
"There's no need to show off so much. If a guest comes and sees me, they think I'm a potion potter who needs to take so many medicines." Huang Fengmo tapped her forehead and said.
"Doctor Zi saw that the villain had some medicinal materials that were about to become moldy, so he took them out to dry in the sun. Your Highness, do you think it is beneath your dignity to do so?" Yan Ruozhen said, pretending to be aggrieved.
"No, let's show it off. There are no guests coming anyway, I'm just saying it." Huang Fengmo doted on her and said.
"Your Highness, do you have time to go to Master He now?" she asked again.
"I haven't sat down yet and I have to go out again. At least you have to wait for me to take a break." He slapped his back and said.
"But it's getting late. I want Dr. Zi to see Mrs. He as soon as possible and discuss the next step of treatment when she comes back. Your Highness, please go now." She cooed at him again.
"Okay, I'll take you there." She said, and Huang Fengmo softened his heart and obeyed her.
So, the three of them came to Lord He's mansion.
Master He was not at home, but when the servants saw the eldest prince arriving, they did not dare to neglect and immediately opened the door to let him in.
Yan Ruozheng took them to see Mrs. He. Unexpectedly, this cell was empty, and even the cage was missing. It seemed that someone had cleaned it up and the layout was normal.
"Where is the person?" She went to ask a servant.
All the servants shook their heads and said they didn't know.
Huang Fengmo came over to help her and said majestically: "Where did your master and his wife go? If you don't explain clearly, I will arrest you all."
Some servants who were afraid of death timidly told him: "Reporting to His Majesty the First Prince, I took my wife and young master back to the countryside. He didn't want to do this in the first place. It's all because of this girl's too many things.
The condition has worsened."
"His wife is already very serious, but he hasn't found a doctor to see her yet." Yan Ruozhen said clarified.
The servant continued to explain: "Girl, you don't know something. The reason why I don't want the doctors to come and see me is because my wife doesn't want to see her at all. Those doctors will only say some ugly and useless words, which will make my wife crazy with random thoughts."
What the madam is most afraid of is seeing the doctor. Every time she sees the doctor, she goes even crazier. The master can’t bear to see his wife like this, so he will stop looking for the doctor to make her live a happier life."
"Did...did I really do something wrong?" After hearing this, Yan Ruocheng felt that he had dealt with the matter too recklessly. He was so preoccupied with the treatment that he failed to see the whole story clearly.
"You have to admit your mistakes. Not all patients are willing to receive treatment. However, His Highness, the eldest prince, can you send someone to stop them? His wife's face is not hopeless." Xian Jianluo interrupted.
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"Okay." Huang Fengmo nodded and said.
In the evening, Yan Ruocheng and Huang Fengmo had dinner, and they ate gloomily.
"What's wrong? Do you still care about what that servant said? You ate so little." Huang Fengmo asked when he saw that she didn't take down her chopsticks.
"No, it's you, Your Highness. Why don't you let Doctor Zi come out to eat? You want him to eat alone in the room." She put a strip of green vegetables into his bowl and pouted.
"I just want to eat with you alone, he is in the way." Huang Fengmo answered directly.
"Hey, if I can't stop Master He, then Doctor Zi's visit will be in vain, and I won't be able to learn any new medical skills." She lowered her head, picked two mouthfuls of rice and chewed it.
"You are finally willing to tell the important point. You are selfish and do bad things with good intentions in order to satisfy your desire to study medicine." Huang Fengmo analyzed the whole thing and understood her thoughts.
"Your Highness, do you also think that villains are bad?"
"You girl, do you know that you are bad? Eat it and stop thinking about it. If you are bad, there will be no good people in the world."
At noon the next day, the people sent by Huang Fengmo had already brought back Master He and his family of three, and brought them directly to the prison cell of the mansion. To be precise, they were captured.
"Your Highness, please spare your life. I really don't know what crime I have committed. I want to alert His Highness to send the imperial guards to arrest him." Master He knelt down in front of him in horror, begging for mercy.
"Don't you know what crime you have committed?" Huang Fengmo said with a straight face.
"I really don't know." Mr. He kowtowed and said.
"You committed the crime of placing your wife under house arrest, causing her to miss the best time for medical treatment, worsening her injuries, and causing mental distress to my personal medical servant. Do you know your guilt?" He continued slowly.
"This...this official is guilty..." Mr. He was very helpless. It turned out that the troublesome girl last time was the eldest prince's personal medical servant and could not afford to offend him.
"Since you know your crime, why don't you quickly ask your wife to be treated by my medical servant? Do you still need me to torture her?" Huang Fengmo said in a threatening tone.
"No, this servant knows what to do." Mr. He nodded and agreed.
Yan Ruocheng was in a bad mood last night. He drank too much and is still sleepy in bed.
Huang Fengmo came back to her, took a towel and put it on her forehead, and said: "Why bother getting upset over such a trivial matter? Really, I don't see you getting upset just because of me."
"Your Highness..." Yan Ruocheng fell asleep and babbled in his sleep.
Huang Fengmo heard her calling him and put his head close to her mouth to listen to what she was saying.
"Your Highness, your feet smell so bad, you haven't washed them, hahaha..." He looked at her sleeping form with a dark line on his face.
After that, she murmured one more sentence: "It also stinks there, and it hasn't been washed. I don't want to touch it..."
boom!
"oops!"
Yan Ruozhen held his head that was hurt and looked innocently at Huang Fengmo who was crossing his arms.
"Your Highness, you don't need to hit the villain's head hard to wake him up, right?"
"Which of your eyes saw me hitting you? You hit your head against the wall in a dream." He said without admitting it.
She squinted her eyes and saw that the back of his hand was still slightly red, which was obviously the hand he used to strike.
"Ha... I had a good sleep, it was quite comfortable." She yawned greatly, stretched her body, and got out of bed.
"You have slept until noon. Those people have been brought back. In the north guest room, Doctor Zi has gone to take a look." Huang Fengmo hadn't finished speaking.
She had already shot out with an arrow.
"This girl is real." He shook his head and followed her out.
In the north guest room.
After Mrs. He was knocked unconscious, her limbs were tied to the big bed.
Doctor Zi carefully observed her scary face, took a writing brush to write down the condition of the wound in a notebook.
"Doctor Zi?" Yan Ruocheng also arrived.
"Don't argue. You should also observe her wounds. It's best to draw them with a brush and analyze them later." He ordered.
"Okay." She also imitated him and held the brush to record. However, she was really a ghost in painting.
When Huang Fengmo arrived, he saw the two of them sketching a man with all kinds of clothes. He really didn't know whether they were diagnosing or treating or painting.
He walked up to Yan Ruocheng and took a peek at what she had drawn.
I couldn't tell what it was and asked, "What are you drawing?"
"Mrs. He's face needs to record the location and size of the wounds for detailed analysis." She answered seriously, but the drawing was very perfunctory.
"That's not how you draw it. Let me draw it for you." Huang Fengmo took the brush from her and said.
"But Mrs. He's face is very scary. Your Highness, can you bear it? I'm afraid you'll have nightmares after reading it." Yan Ruocheng blocked his sight and reminded him.
"How scary is it?" Huang Fengmo didn't think it was scary from a distance, but as soon as he got closer and saw clearly, he immediately sealed his mouth and turned around to calm down. This look was really scary. Such a look made him feel scared.
So much so that he didn't dare to look any further.
"Your Highness, are you okay? I asked you not to look." Yan Ruocheng took back the brush and helped him out to get some air so as not to interfere with Xian Jianlan's work.
"Can this condition really be cured?" Huang Fengmo asked in disbelief.
"Your Highness, you finally understand how the villain feels. It's the same problem. The more impossible the cure is, the more you want to try." Yan Ruozhen said excitedly.
"You can really withstand this, I can't even take a look at it." Huang Fengmo touched her face and said worriedly.
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of these things. As a doctor, if you are afraid of these things, you can't be a doctor. Your Highness, if you feel uncomfortable, don't go in. The villain and Doctor Zi will treat you slowly." She smiled.
explain.
"If you read too much, I'm afraid you'll have nightmares. Since you want to persevere, just work hard. I'll support you mentally."
"Well, thank you, Your Highness." She hugged Huang Fengmo and slipped in.
In the past few days, Yan Ruozhen had been studying medical skills with Xian Jianlan and had never appeared in front of Huang Chenling.
"It's already the fifth day..." Huang Chenling stared at the window in a daze. He had never thought that her appearance was so important before and could refresh him.
"Brother Chenling, it's your turn to play chess." Wang Xiulin urged. He was playing Go with her, and while he was playing, he looked out the window in a daze.
His casual words were enough to make her think about the next step.
"Brother Chenling, what are you thinking about? You can't even concentrate on playing chess." She asked, holding her chin.
"I didn't think anything of it. It's because your chess skills are so bad that it made me feel bored, so I looked at the scenery outside the window." He said boringly.
"I've tried my best, but you won't let me do it."
"Already given in."
Huang Chenling pointed to the number of chess pieces on her plate. His was three times more than hers. However, the chess game was still even.