Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Liu'er, I'm going to Langzhou with them tomorrow. I think I'll be back in a few days."

"You stay in the palace and take care of it."

"There is Lord Jiang Yan in the palace."

"Hmph." What about Jiang Yan? A stubborn bull who can't turn around, it would be great if he could get the Holy Emperor out of the palace, but he didn't count on him. The Prime Minister is still reliable, "Jiang Yan is like a boring gourd and can't say more than two words all day long. If there is anything, you can discuss it with the Prime Minister."

"The six children have all been remembered, Master."

"Okay, good boy. Don't worry, Your Majesty will be back in a few days." I just took a moment to look at the people I was worried about. The rest was over and I had to focus on the government affairs.

His poor saint.

"Yes, Master."

"Okay, you've been busy with me this afternoon, just go to bed."

Have a good night's sleep.

The next day, when several convoys from the palace had just set off, Wormwood Alley in Langzhou also began to become lively.

Nanshan took Achun to a medical thatched cottage again. As soon as he entered the door, he saw everyone in the medical hall standing at the door to greet him.

"Hello, Master." The group of people bowed and greeted loudly, causing passers-by to look sideways. Everyone was thinking about what novel tricks this medical herb hall was going to do?

"Xiao Zhang, this is a little too grand." Nanshan smiled and gave him a hand to excuse everyone.

"Master, this is the new rule of our medical clinic. I hope Master will fulfill our filial piety." Doctor Zhang replied with a smile.

"Master, this is Alai. The one you have seen mainly works in the clinic in my front yard."

"This is my medicine boy Wang Yong."

"This is the accountant Ouyang Chen."

"Hello, Master." Several people said in unison.

Nanshan nodded in response, and when he walked to the accountant Ouyang Chen, he even praised him: "Do a good job and don't waste your talents."

The young man opposite her, who was several years older than her, responded respectfully: "Yes, Master." Although he didn't even know what his Master looked like now, when he heard her husband mention her medical skills yesterday, he felt it in his heart. I have decided to honor this master.

He, Ouyang Chen, has always respected only the strong, and this is true for Mr. Zhang, and this is also true for this master.

Nanshan realized at that moment that it was not that she couldn't stand other people saluting her. She could still bear a bow like this. After all, everyone was filial.

Nanshan asked everyone to perform their duties, and then took Doctor Zhang to the side room of the man in brocade.

In the side room, Qiaoer was wiping his master's face. When he saw the two people entering the room, he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "The two doctors are here."

"Well, let's see your master. Is Chu Gong normal?"

"Normal." Qiaoer replied respectfully.

"Okay." Nanshan stepped forward to check the wound of the man in brocade, "Xiao Zhang, look, this wound is basically okay."

Doctor Zhang moved forward and took a look. The master was worthy of being a master. The wound was sewn so delicately.

"This young master's situation is special. If you have the opportunity another day, I will let you observe this process."

"Really? That's great! Thank you, Master!"

"Qiao'er, take good care of your master. He is still on a liquid diet these days."

"Yes, sir." Qiaoer saluted again.

"Yeah." Nanshan didn't say anything, and followed Dr. Zhang to other rooms to help look after critically ill patients.

"Xiao Zhang, has that man in brocade ever talked about his family?"

"The apprentice has not heard of it. The master and servant were polite and courteous, but they didn't talk much."

"Yeah." As long as they don't cause trouble, it doesn't matter. After all, this is a medical center, and the tails never came back. But the servant named Qiaoer walked like petals on the ground, and responded to her inquiries in a calm manner. Not only was he very skilled, he seemed to be a subordinate who had seen a lot of the world, or had undergone rigorous training.

No matter who he is, she won't explore too much if he goes to see a doctor obediently.

After looking around the wing, he saw that the patients and servants in the wing were all men. Nanshan then told Dr. Zhang: "Xiao Zhang, I have to trouble you to separate a women's clinic in the past few days. I'll do it." It will be open when the time comes.”

"That's great, Master. You don't need to separate yourself. There is a special female doctor's clinic in Yiyi Thatched Cottage." However, there are not many women studying medicine in South Vietnam. Doctor Zhang has been unable to find a suitable female doctor, so he had to give up. Now that Master mentioned it, he was very happy.

"Not bad." Nanshan was very happy, this apprentice got it really well.

"Ah Chun, what I wrote down are all the care methods on the sword. Take a look."

"The eldest lady is so amazing."

"You have to write these down. Your junior brother is already a famous doctor, so you can ask for more advice. If I am not free in the future, you can come here more often."

"Okay, young lady. Then it's up to you, Junior Brother."

"Senior sister, you don't have to be polite, it's a trivial matter!" Dr. Zhang agreed. He wished that this senior sister would come every day. Although he had rich experience in treating diseases and rescuing people, he could also see that the day he saved the man in brocade, the master was with him. She did. If there was some secret medical skill that she knew, wouldn't it be a good time to learn it?

As noon approached, Nanshan explained a few words and asked about the sales status of the cold pills. Unexpectedly, they were all sold out.

"Yes, Ah Chun, keep the typhoid pills we brought."

"Yes."

When Ah Chun went to the counter to give Ouyang Chen pills, Doctor Zhang handed a bag of silver into Nanshan's hand. Nanshan is bumpy, and this is at least ten taels of silver.

"So much? Did you keep any profits?"

"Master is left behind." These pills are more expensive than herbal medicines, and they are usually purchased by wealthy families, so the profits are naturally huge.

"Okay, let's sell it at this price first." Someday, when she develops a method for extracting pills that can be used by humans, she can lower the price. After all, ordinary people still prefer herbal medicine. Only when the Shang Han Pill becomes famous among big families will the ordinary people pay attention to this novel medicine.

"Then Xiao Zhang, you are busy first. Let's go, Ah Chun."

After leaving the hospital, Nanshan took Ah Chun to the famous crispy chicken shop on Zhongxing Street and bought four crispy chickens, ready to take them back to Wormwood Alley to share with everyone the joy of making money for the first time. .

The two of them were walking towards Wormwood Alley carrying the crispy chicken. Just as they were about to turn into the alley, two carriages whizzed past them and headed towards the vermilion gate.

"Isn't this the kind of carriage we saw yesterday?" Ah Chun quickly held the crispy chicken in his arms and blocked the eldest lady behind him. His anger came out again, "He's running so fast, hurry up. Reincarnation?"

When they arrived, the people on the carriage had already got off. The two groups looked at each other, waiting for someone to open the door.

"Brother Zhuang! Open the door quickly." Ah Chun looked at these people in rich clothes and felt a little impatient. She seemed to have seen one of them, an old man, somewhere. Anyway, I just don’t like it very much.

"You are back! Miss, Ah Chun..." A Zhuang opened the door and was about to say that the gentleman had just asked the eldest lady when he would be back when he saw two tall carriages and several nobles standing together. In front of you.