The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

She was confused for a moment and asked Sanqiao to answer her: "This sentence comes from Qin Shaoyou's "Tasha Xing·Chenzhou Hostel". The plum blossoms in the post and the plum blossoms in the fish both mean receiving greetings from friends."

Then he teased Hua Fushu, "Girl, I'm afraid my uncle will greet you in return. Why don't you reply to me as soon as possible to express my love for you, so as not to make me anxious."

Being teased by San Qiao, Hua Fushu's cheeks were filled with clouds. She was happy, but she pretended to be unhappy and glared at her. She should reply to Ye Zelin. This was the first time Ye Zelin had written to her. If he didn't reply, Ye Zelin was afraid that he would Will be disappointed.

He put the letter in his arms and let Sanqiao grind it. He laid out the paper and picked up a pen. He was thinking about what to write back, but he saw a roll of paper beside the desk, which looked like a painting. "What is this?"

Lychee said: "What I found when I was cleaning up today was a portrait painting. It should be extremely important that the master hid it well."

"Let's see, who is the person in the painting that makes my husband so precious?" She put down the brush, picked up the scroll and unfolded it.

The painting showed a graceful girl, dressed in red and wearing a gold face. The plum blossom-shaped wooden hairpin in her hair attracted Hua Fushu's attention. With a sudden shake of her hand, the painting suddenly fell on the table.

Sanqiao glanced at the woman in the painting and was quite surprised, but saw that Hua Fushu's face was a little pale. Just as she was about to speak, Hua Fushu grabbed her hand and told Li Zhi: "Lizhi, you go to the kitchen and bring some mung bean cake. I'll A little bit hungry."

Lychee suddenly frowned and backed away without daring to ask any more questions.

Sanqiao sat down with Hua Fushu and hurriedly comforted her: "Girl, this is just a coincidence."

Hua Fushu smiled: "There are so many hidden weapons in the world. He is not the only one who uses the lancet, but this painting is too coincidental. Who can guarantee that he has nothing to do with that incident."

Sanqiao thought for a while and said: "Young Master Ye must have been under one year old that year. How could he be related to that matter? Girl, you are overthinking it."

Hua Fushu was noncommittal and asked, "Even if he has nothing to do with that matter, what about the Ye family?"

Sanqiao was slightly startled, but Hua Fushu thought about it. One was her husband's family, and the other was a master who was more important than Mount Tai. It would be uncomfortable for her girl to be caught in the middle. She thought about it and said again: "The Ye family holds military power." , there is no lack of wealth, there may be some misunderstanding in this."

Hua Fushu said: "Don't let master know about this in advance, and senior brother can't tell it either. I have to check. If it is really related to the Ye family, this will be the end." As she said that, she picked up a piece of letter and slowly tore it into two pieces. Half, those eyes were surprisingly calm.

Sanqiao knew that she had a clear distinction between grievances and grudges. He looked at the letter and said, "Girl, will you still reply to him?"

Hua Fushu said calmly: "I'm not going back. I'm wondering if I should go to Yuezhou and ask him face to face." He handed the scroll to Sanqiao, "You can burn this painting. You can't see the heart." To be pure.”

Sanqiao responded, took the scroll and burned it.

The candlelight was swaying and the flowers were spread out. After washing, they were about to rest. At this time, Sanqiao and Lonely Lanxi came in. She saw that it was getting late. How could Dugu Lanxi come over? She got down on the bed and asked: "Sister-in-law." , why are you here so late."

Dugu Lanxi sat down next to the couch and touched the mat with his hands, feeling a chill gradually coming over him. "Where can I buy this mat? It's so cool."

Hua Fushu said: "If my sister-in-law likes it, I will ask someone to buy a few of them. However, the journey is a bit far. I'm afraid it will take a while."

"No need to bother." Dugu Lanxi glanced at Sanqiao indifferently, "I have something important to do. I came here to ask for your advice."

Hua Fushu was quite surprised: "Sister-in-law, what do you want to ask me, this junior?"

Sanqiao knew that Dugu Lanxi wanted to talk to Hua Fushu about personal matters, so he withdrew on the grounds of being sleepy.

As soon as the people left, there were only two people in the room, Dugu Lanxi and Hua Fushu. Dugu Lanxi held Hua Fushu's hand and said with embarrassment: "Hua'er, this matter is originally a private matter. I shouldn't come to you, and neither should you." You know, I've been here for six years, but there's been no news about my pregnancy. I know that you studied under the Master of Lanling and have superb medical skills. Is there any way you can make me pregnant?"

Hua Fushu was slightly startled, "Sister-in-law, how can I make you pregnant? It's up to my elder brother to do this."

Can she get a woman pregnant?

She can't.

Hua Fushu's face was slightly red, she was not used to it, and she couldn't help but be embarrassed if she talked about women's private matters.

Dugu Lanxi knew that she was thinking wrongly, and said: "Where are you thinking? I mean, do you have that kind of prescription? A woman can get pregnant quickly after taking it. Even though her parents don't tell her in front of her in these years, But I’m also anxious in my heart, and I’ve taken a lot of prescriptions, but I just can’t get pregnant. I remember Dr. Liu said that you are proficient in gynecology and infants, and you are better than other doctors in this matter, and you can always help me.”

Hua Fushu finally understood why Ye Shiheng told her not to mention the birth of a child in front of Dugu Lanxi because she was afraid that Dugu Lanxi would be sad.

She said: "Sister-in-law, let me take your pulse first and see how your health is."

Taking Dugu Lanxi's hand, he was about to feel her pulse. Dugu Lanxi's eyes panicked and he quickly moved away from her hand. The panic in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

Just listen to her say: "I have always been in good health, but the prescriptions prescribed by those doctors are not good. I have stopped taking medicine for a year or two, and the Hu family's wife is pregnant, so I can't help but be a little anxious, what a flower, Sister-in-law, this is my only wish, please help me."

Hua Fushu didn't notice anything was wrong. Thinking of how much care Dugu Lanxi had taken for her in the past, Hua Fushu agreed: "Then I will give my elder sister-in-law a recipe."

She took out a prescription from a small drawer under the dressing table. This prescription was prescribed by her master before. It was called Biyun Decoction. It was composed of Dipsacus bark, Adenophora adenophora, Eucommia ulmoides, Angelica sinensis, Cyperus rotundus, Motherwort, Ligusticum chuanxiong, Composed of orange peel, etc., no one who takes this prescription will be infertile.

When she began to study women's diseases, Master gave her various prescriptions for treating women's diseases that she had prescribed in the past for her reference and study.

This post-pregnancy soup was so perfect that even she was amazed and could not match it.

After receiving the prescription, Dugu Lan thanked him profusely, left Penglaiju, and returned to his own house.

At this time, in Rongli Courtyard, Mrs. Ouyang and Ye Shiheng had not yet gone to bed. She looked at Ye Shiheng and saw that he had read and turned over the letter Ye Zelin had sent home from Yuezhou. She took the trouble and couldn't help but said: "The letter is all You’ve almost ruined me, what’s the trick?”

Ye Shiheng sighed softly: "You said that my son asked everyone, why didn't he ask about Hua'er's current situation? Didn't he think that his wife would miss him?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Ouyang couldn't help laughing: "So, you tore through the letter just to see if your son had written anything and whether he had any conscience?"

Ye Shiheng had given up searching for what he wanted and said: "My son has no conscience like me. I remember that when I went on an expedition, I would not forget about my wife at home and report the news to my family when I had time. This kid would be a month old." I just replied to a letter, and I didn’t know that my family was worried about me.”

Mrs. Ouyang defended her son: "Maybe Zelin was busy and forgot to reply to the letter. How could the son I gave birth to be so miserable?"

Ye Shiheng was slightly annoyed: "I looked at this kid on purpose."

Mrs. Ouyang didn't want to argue with him about her son's fault anymore, so she went to bed.