"The palace physician has examined me. We've tried medication, acupuncture, and hot compresses, but with little success."
Mrs. Zhao took Linlang's hand and said in embarrassment, "Linlang, you are pregnant. If father hadn't been in so much pain today, I would never have come to trouble you."
Linlang remembered that the old priest had rheumatism in his legs. When they met later, his legs had been deformed and he had difficulty walking.
"Ma'am, you are so kind. Your coming here shows your trust in me. As a doctor, I am honored to be able to relieve the pain of my patients."
Linlang took the medicine box and said, "Old Master Ji must be in great pain from this illness. Let's go there without delay."
Linlang already knew the cause of the old priest's illness, and went directly to the pharmacy to get some medicine on the way. "Mrs. Zhao, ask the kitchen to boil the medicine first."
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away. Ning'er, take Linlang to your grandfather's place."
Mrs. Zhao said gratefully, "Linlang, thank you for your help."
Linlang nodded and followed Zhao Yuning to the main courtyard. The old chief priest was lying on the Arhat bed, and Lord Zhao was by his side, applying hot compress to the old priest according to the doctor's instructions.
However, the pain did not ease. The old priest closed his eyes and frowned.
"Dad, my sister is here, let's quickly let her show herself to grandpa."
Lord Zhao quickly stood up, as if he had seen a savior, and said, "Linlang, please show it to the old priest."
"good."
Linlang saluted the old chief priest and said, "I am honored to meet you, Mr. Chief Priest. If you don't mind, I will show you."
The old priest opened his eyes, tilted his head to look at Linlang, and said, "Linlang, what a familiar name! It feels like I've called it countless times. Why do I feel like we've known each other for a long time?"
He never had this feeling before, "as if we have been together for many years and are a familiar family."
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