Ming Lanruo's hand trembled slightly, and when he pressed it, he pressed her hand right on the affected area he wanted to treat.
"Will things be okay here?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
Ming Lanruo stared at the silver needle in her hand and forced herself to calm down: "You... take good care... you will be fine. How do you feel now?"
Cang Qiao's voice was cool and low: "It's not bad, but it's just not as obvious as last time."
Ming Lanruo tried hard to maintain a calm tone: "The second needle operation mainly introduces Qi and blood into the two major acupoints of Tianmen and Qihai. It will definitely not be as obvious as the first time when it directly targets the spermatic cord of the waterway."
"It seems that you are very confident?" he asked casually.
She pursed her lips and stammered: "Of course doctors have confidence...but patients should also relax. In the future...the condition will definitely get better in the future."
Whether he can be good or not, she has experienced it personally and knows it better than anyone else.
The calm mask that seemed to satisfy her finally broke into pieces.
Cang Qiao rested her forehead with one hand and narrowed her narrow eyes: "He is a good boy with filial piety."
Ming Lanruo forced herself to calm down: "Can you let go of my hand? I still have to pull out the needle."
Fine beads of sweat had already formed on her forehead.
There is nothing indelicate about this person, even the afflictions that are different from ordinary people are the same.
Although doctors should not be ashamed of touching patients' bodies,...
Cang Qiao's ears turned red when he saw her, and he suddenly asked with a deep look in his eyes: "My lord, do you look good?"
She finally couldn't help it, gritted her teeth and tried to withdraw her hand.
But the next moment, a strange laughter suddenly came from the window: "It's good-looking, very good-looking, so you little eunuch wants this little girl to treat your illness like this. Hehe, I really can't cure you, old man!"
"
The two of them looked at it together and saw the face of an old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks outside the window. They stared at it with interest for an unknown amount of time.
"Boom!" Ming Lanruo felt as if her face was going to explode and she jerked her hand back.
Cang Qiao immediately took off her robes and walked out.
He stretched out his long legs and kicked hard at the little old man standing by the window: "Damn old man, I'm tired of living!"
But Old Man Tang quickly rolled on the spot and avoided his furious attack.
A big hole was suddenly made in the ground.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, really, the little eunuch is so angry!" Old Man Tang winked at him proudly.
He rarely sees Cang Qiao angry, this guy has always been cunning!
But Cang Qiao suddenly stood still, twisting his handsome and sinister face: "Come here, hurry up and send the Tang Dynasty Doctor to the leprosy village eight hundred miles away. There is a shortage of doctors there!"
Soon after, Old Man Tang realized that there were several ghost-like figures suddenly standing behind him.
Before he could struggle, he was quickly picked up by several eunuchs with extraordinary skills and carried away in a hurry.
"Damn it, I still want to discuss Miao medical skills with an ugly girl. You said you are too shameless. Do you know that this is chaos..."
The last sound of the word "Lun" was broken in the old man's mouth which was stuffed with linen.
Cang Qiao narrowed her eyes, put her hands into her sleeves expressionlessly, and turned back to the room.
Ming Lanruo had packed everything and was sitting there writing prescriptions with a pen.
Seeing him coming in, she raised her head and smiled: "Where did uncle find such a magical doctor?"
Cang Qiao saw that her original shyness and embarrassment seemed to have never existed. She and he were familiar "relatives"
His dark eyes darkened, and he tightened his fingers slightly: "Ming Lanruo..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a small figure brushing past his legs, rushing in and shouting: "Mother!"
She hugged Ming Lanruo's thigh like a little cat.
Ming Lanruo pinched his meaty face, smiled and picked up Xiao Xi: "You little monster, have you been good these days?"
Xiao Xi leaned in her arms obediently: "Xiao Xi is very good."
"Really?" Ming Lanruo raised her eyebrows.
"If you don't believe me, ask that gloomy eunuch!" Xiao Xi turned to point at Cang Qiao seriously.
Cang Qiao narrowed his eyes dangerously. He didn't know why. He was used to all kinds of ugly curse words, but this little brat called him that, which made him want to beat someone.
Xiao Xi was sensitively aware of the danger. He immediately retracted his fingers and looked at Cang Qiao with a smile: "Grandma, you don't want to hit me, do you?"
Cang Qiao: "..."
Ming Lanruo: "Fuck grandma?"
It’s just a eunuch, why have the genders been changed?
Xiao Xi was very honest: "We need a big eunuch to protect us. Those little eunuchs all call him Godfather, but he won't let me call him Godfather, so I call him Godfather."
Ming Lanruo: “…….”
Although it sounds like a messy relationship, it seems to make sense.
Cang Qiao took a deep breath and said coldly: "Take care of your little cat, don't let me have the opportunity to make him a great tonic soup!"
After saying that, he walked away.
Looking at Cang Qiao's retreating figure, Ming Lanruo's hand that held the pen loosened, and the pen fell to the ground instantly.
She lowered her eyelashes and exhaled softly.
She looked at her right hand, where the feeling of his body still seemed to remain...
A person like him should be very taboo about others seeing or even touching taboo privacy.
…
The next day, Xiao Qizi led others to deliver dozens of new winter coats.
Ming Lanruo looked at those clothes that were well-fitting, exquisite and gorgeous, and completely in her old style, with a somewhat complicated look in her eyes.
"Don't worry, none of them are similar to the style of Chief Yun. They were all made at the command of Master Qiantose." Xiao Qizi smiled and said to Ming Lanruo.
Ming Lanruo said calmly: "Thank you uncle for me."
Xiao Qizi felt a little disappointed when he saw that she was not happy.
Ming Lanruo suddenly spoke again: "Yes, where is uncle now? I have something to find him."
Counting the days, her stubborn father will leave for the Northeast in a few days, and she must disrupt her father's mission to provide disaster relief before the imperial edict is issued.
Xiao Qizi was stunned: "Master Qiansui went into the alchemy room last night to make elixirs for His Majesty..."
Before he finished speaking, Ming Lanruo had already turned around and headed towards the alchemy room.
When Ming Lanruo rushed to the alchemy room, she saw a slim figure in white clothing leading people to patrol outside the alchemy room.
"Mourning Princess?" Yun Ni looked at her and greeted with a smile.
Ming Lanruo nodded lightly: "Chief Yun, I'm here to see my uncle."
"That's really unlucky. Master Chitose will be out of seclusion after refining the elixir ten days later. Why don't you wait first," Yun Ni said.
Ming Lanruo frowned: "I have something important."
She needs Cang Qiao to come forward. If he can't come forward, then she must make other considerations.
"That can't be helped, not everyone is as leisurely as you." Yun Ni chuckled.
Ming Lanruo said expressionlessly: "Then please tell him after he comes out that I have something important to do and I am traveling far away."
After saying that, she turned around and left.
But she had only taken two steps when her eyes flashed. Yun Ni had already stopped in front of her and said contemptuously: "You can't leave the house because of Master Qiantose's orders. You've caused him enough trouble."
Ming Lanruo looked at her coldly, looking like the mistress of the house, and suddenly raised her hand and said sharply - "Pah!"
A slap was thrown unceremoniously on Yun Ni's face, causing Yun Ni to turn her face away.
"Who do you think you are? You're just a guard. Are you trying to stop me again?" Ming Lanruo narrowed her eyes and smiled indifferently.
At that moment, she no longer looked approachable, but was filled with a cold and noble air, which was cultivated by the hairpin family for hundreds of years, making people dare not look at her.
