He has good manners.
Baili Feiyue appreciated it in her heart, "No big deal. I won't bother you anymore, bye."
"No."
After Baili Feiyue and Su Yi walked away, Su Yi spoke up, "Miss, such an important envoy from Xiyue Country, and a prince, did not stay in the inn arranged by the court, but came to such a small place next to our Huichun Hall. No matter how I think about it, it's not normal."
"Of course it's not normal. But I'm also very interested in what the seventh prince is up to." He was obviously telling her bluntly that he lived here 100% for her!
cut.
Now, anyone could be the object of her suspicion.
It is much easier to deal with those who come forward on their own initiative than those who stay in the dark!
The next day was the day when Huichuntang opened for half-day consultations.
So many things happened in the past two or three days. The arm of the foreign historian was chopped off, he was poisoned or smashed to death, and the tongue of Master Jia was cut off.
In just three days, this Third Miss Ling was so bold, bloody and cruel that she was simply insane!
The goodwill and closeness that had accumulated before have now mostly dissipated.
There were very few people queuing up for medical consultation at Huichuntang today.
There are also many who are tentative and take a wait-and-see attitude.
Xiao Mo started to worry again. These people are so fickle!
Su Yi and Ying Hua were not in a hurry at all.
Ling Xueer, who came to help as usual, was a little absent-minded. She was not stupid and had memorized the basic herbs these days. Today, she was sorting out the herbs in a very ordinary way, but she made several mistakes.
Su Yi looked at her suspiciously and didn't say much.
When Baili Feiyue was alone in the backyard, he ran in and said in a low voice, "Miss, I haven't seen you for three days. Miss Eight seems to be a little bit strange."
Although it has been a while, Su Yi is still somewhat wary of this Eighth Miss.
Baili Feiyue naturally discovered it as well.
But there has been no bad news coming from the General's Mansion and Aunt Lan in the past few days.
Obviously it wasn’t because of what happened in the mansion.
Ling Xueer was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and her range of activities was limited, so she didn't know many people.
"Don't worry about it."
After thinking about it for a while, she let it go. Although she allowed her to help with her studies at Huichun Hall, this eighth sister was not someone she cared about much after all.
The number of people seeking medical treatment here is miserable.
Someone on the other side was very happy.
Several imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau were drinking in a private room of a restaurant where they could see what was happening at Huichun Hall.
One of them said, "Young man, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. You don't know that many things in this world come and go quickly."
The other one glanced in the direction of Huichun Hall and said, "Now, let's see what tricks she can come up with."
It's not that they can't tolerate others, but this Third Miss Ling is really unpleasant. They are orthodox doctors and her unorthodox ways, which are naturally disgusting to each other.
Medical skills are profound and extensive.
It's not something so superficial as she lets on!
"There's always room for fun. After all, she has the merit of removing the poison from Rongcheng. Even if it's tragic, she has received rewards and titles personally bestowed by His Majesty. With these, Huichuntang will always be gilded." Dean Zhang of the Imperial Hospital said lightly.
Speaking of this, a doctor at the same table said indignantly, "What does that have to do with her! She got it for free!"
Ordinary people don’t know, but they know it very well!
But what can I do? I’m lucky!
Another person spoke up, "Sir, you have to think of a way. Miss Ling is becoming more and more lawless, which is none of our business. But when she takes action, she uses all our Xinglin techniques. You don't know that recently, after returning home from the morning break, many people have come to our house secretly to ask for some shameful poisons. Or they have imagined all kinds of inexplicable drugs with various effects and the like."
The person who was speaking was so annoyed, "Isn't this just bullshit? What does it mean to be our imperial physician? We are here to save lives, who would spend all day studying those cheap and despicable things that harm people?!"
Another imperial physician shared the same feeling, "I've encountered this situation as well." If you refuse, you'll be looked down upon and despised.
It's as if all of these doctors can poison at will, and the poison in their hands can be as destructive as the wind and rain.
Dean Zhang looked at the angry crowd and asked, "Is this why you asked me out for a drink?"
"Sir, it would be fine if Miss Ling opened a clinic somewhere else. But if she continues to act like this in Kyoto, our lives will definitely be difficult."
"Yeah, don't let her interfere in the hospital by then."
The most annoying thing is that as imperial physicians, they have to learn a lot of knowledge to practice medicine in Kyoto. In the past, it was fine because they represented the highest and most authoritative medical skills.
Now……
hehe!
Whether it was the palace or the dignitaries in Beijing, they were already difficult to serve, and they would probably be even more difficult to serve in the future. With this Third Miss Ling around, they would feel that it was their duty if they cured those people in the future, and they would definitely be ridiculed if they failed.
They would mock and look down on them, saying that they, as imperial doctors, are not as good as a mere woman.
They will become the kind of people who are neither popular nor welcome anywhere, and can never get any favor from anyone!
This is the most important thing!
It's about their own interests, and their vital interests of having a meal. How could they not be anxious?
Dean Zhang smiled and stood up.
"Miss Ling San is indeed capable." He said, "She cured Prince Ning and did a great job in the Rongcheng incident. She helped us in the Rongcheng incident. After all, those things were originally our responsibility. So, we should also give her a thank you gift."
The imperial doctors were stunned.
"My Lord, what do you mean..."
Dean Zhang smiled. "Miss Ling San saved so many lives in Rongcheng, which is a great merit. Let's give her a greater merit. Who knows, maybe someone will build a temple to worship her."
Open three temples for worship?
Isn't this really a curse?
Regardless of whether it is a curse or not, the matter must be complicated!
They all wanted to kill Huichuntang in one fell swoop, so that it would never be able to revive again. They couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what great merit is that?"
Dean Zhang did not say anything else, but just twirled his beard and smiled slightly.
On the official road near Kyoto, the great merit that Zhang Yuanshou had mentioned did not arrive, but another big surprise did.
I saw a seductive woman wearing very cool clothes, with many silver and various colorful and strange jewelry on her body, sleeping lightly under a big tree. Next to her, a python with golden patterns was coiled on the tree trunk, hissing and spitting out its tongue.
"Blood slave, you said that all those passers-by were looking at me, why is that?" With her eyes closed, Aina, the Saint of the Southern Xinjiang Witch Cult, said this in an ambiguous tone.
The blood slave who was sitting on the back of the big tree behind her and practicing martial arts silently, opened his bulging eyes a little after hearing this, just glanced around, and closed his eyes again.
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