Jiang Zhiyu welcomed the guests in and turned to the crowd still watching, saying, "Everyone, today is our grand opening promotion. Everyone is welcome to come in and observe. If anyone wants to see a doctor, please line up over there."
[La la la la, there are so many people here! Becoming the richest man in Tianqi is just around the corner! ]
He Yanting put his fist to his lips to prevent himself from laughing out loud.
Song Daizong was extremely worried. After he had acted like that just now, would Jiang Zhiyu really not hold a grudge against him?
Sensing his concern, Jiang Zhiyu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master Lu. I will treat every patient fairly. Take off your coat and lie down on this."
[I treat every patient fairly, but you are not a human being. You bully men and women and commit many evil deeds. I am eliminating this evil for the people!]
He Yanting's expression froze. Lu Daizong could not be killed at the moment, at least, not in front of so many people.
What's more, the clinic has just opened. If someone dies, no one will dare to come in.
Lu Daizong took off his coat as instructed, his greasy belly was very conspicuous, and he lay on the couch.
Jiang Zhiyu took out a deerskin roll filled with silver needles of varying lengths and thicknesses.
"Master Lu, I'm going to perform acupuncture next. It might be painful when I prick certain points, so please bear with it."
Alarm bells rang in Lu Daizong's mind, and the guard following He Yanting stepped forward and held down his limbs.
Jiang Zhiyu reached out and inserted an injection below the spinous process of the second lumbar vertebra on his back, 1.5 inches away from the midline of the spine.
Lu Daizong's face suddenly became much redder.
Just one injection produced such an effect, and the onlookers couldn't help but marvel at it.
He Yanting couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Lu Daizong originally thought that she was going to do something bad, but he didn't expect that a warm current would actually flow through his body, making him feel extremely comfortable.
He relaxed his guard, and Jiang Zhiyu gave him acupuncture on several other acupuncture points.
Lu Daizong's face was distorted.
[Please fill up. You've leaked too much. I'm kindhearted, so I'll help you stop it. You're welcome.]
He Yanting only felt a chill on his back.
It's blocked?! Where is it blocked?
After she took out the needle, Lu Daizong stood up from the couch. He felt his body was light and his mind had never been so clear.
Gao Yan looked at him and couldn't help but feel excited.
Jiang Zhiyu followed suit.
Everyone saw the changes in the two of them and felt completely relieved.
Jiang Zhiyu treated the first ten patients with acupuncture, then said, "Acupuncture is quite energy-consuming, so please bear with me. Every day, our clinic will only treat the first ten patients."
Everyone immediately started complaining, and Jiang Zhiyu added, "Don't worry, if it's not too serious, acupuncture will only help clear the meridians. For other problems, you can also use Chinese medicine to treat them."
【I really understand hunger marketing.】
He Yanting: “…”
There were always terms in the Third Miss's mouth that he couldn't understand.
…
When Jiang Zhiyu came out of the clinic, it was already late at night. She got on the carriage and saw He Yanting standing in front of it.
"Miss Third, could you please congratulate me for a moment?"
His voice has always been cold, and in the quiet night it sounded more like the chill of jade struck, instantly catching Jiang Zhiyu's ear.
[Why didn't I realize this person has such a nice voice? ]
He Yanting's smile deepened.
"Come up."
He Yanting got on the carriage, and the sound of the wheels was particularly prominent in the quiet street.
"Miss Third is truly a master of foresight. Last night, an earthquake struck Mobei, but our army escaped unscathed. We owe it all to Miss Third."
His flattery stunned Jiang Zhiyu, who stared at him suspiciously.
[You're suddenly praising me? You definitely have bad intentions! What evil plans are you harboring?]
He Yanting: “…”
He cleared his throat and asked, "I wonder if Third Miss has heard that His Majesty wants you to attend the court?"
"Ah?" Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help it.
"No, you guys have to wait outside at 3am! I can't stand getting up early!"
"Besides, the weather is getting colder by the day. Isn't a warm bed nice? I'd have to be kicked in the head to agree to go to court!"
[Haven’t you heard the saying that early risers are more resentful than ghosts?!]
He Yanting: “…”
He had indeed never heard of it, but he had seen it now. Just by mentioning it, he had already cursed in his heart. He didn't even dare to think about it if he went to court.
"Where did you hear this, Master He? Is it true? I remember there was no precedent for women serving as officials in this dynasty. Why did the emperor suddenly want me to attend court? Which official spread this slander?"
A series of questions hit He Yanting like a machine gun.
"Miss Third, please calm down. This young master has only heard about it. His Majesty probably doesn't have this idea yet."
[No, that's not a good idea!]
Jiang Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief, but felt unsafe.
"No, what if the emperor didn't originally have this idea, but suddenly came up with it after hearing this news?!"
She was lost in thought, and her eyes lit up when she looked at He Yanting who was sitting opposite her.
If he could persuade the emperor to withdraw his troops, wouldn't it be easy to persuade him not to attend court?
He Yanting placed his hands on his knees, as if he hadn't heard anything, but he sat up straighter than before.
"Mr. He, how about we make a deal?"
"What deal?"
"I'll tell you a piece of good news. How about you try to persuade the emperor not to let me attend court?"
He Yanting lowered his eyes, his long raven-feather eyelashes casting a dark shadow. "Although it is very tempting, I can't guarantee it."
His jawline was tense, and after a while, he smiled, his eyes dark and obscure: "Even I can't influence the emperor's thoughts."
Jiang Zhiyu looked away in disappointment.
"However," He Yanting looked at her and suddenly said, "Miss Third, don't worry too much. Even if the emperor has this idea, it will still take some time for the important officials in the court to accept it."
Jiang Zhiyu felt relieved immediately.
[That's right. As long as the ministers keep obstructing him, even the emperor can't just do what he wants!]
Jiang Zhiyu cast an admiring look at him.
"Mr. He is right. In exchange, I will tell you a piece of news. One of them is now hiding in the Second Prince's residence. Whether you can find him depends on Mr. He's ability."
The carriage stopped, and the servant outside whispered, "Miss, we've arrived at the General's Mansion."
He Yanting didn't get out of the car. He stared at her and suddenly smiled. His eyes were firm and unquestionable. "Don't worry, Miss San. I will not let you down."
After he finished speaking, he jumped out of the car, and Jiang Zhiyu blinked.
[I'm disappointed? If he can't find it, then he can't find it. Isn't he the one who's disappointed? Why should I be disappointed?]
A few minutes later, the carriage arrived at the gate of the prime minister's residence. Jiang Zhiyu got off the carriage and was about to enter when she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.
That is...
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