Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

However, Mr. Yin had a very sharp gaze and could tell at a glance that his grandson was feeling uneasy because of the girl in front of him.

He understood and said with a smile, "Let the servants do these things. It's rare for Doctor Lin to come to the mansion, so you can take her around."

Yin Xunheng looked at Old Man Yin gratefully and followed his words, "Yes, Grandfather."

The two of them said goodbye to Mr. Yin and left.

The little incident that happened in Yin Mansion is not worth taking seriously.

After being busy for two or three days, Lin Zhuwei had nothing to do, so he stayed in "Lin Zhutang" to tinker with new dishes.

Just as a dish was served, Dr. Guo's voice came from the door: "Master!"

Lin Zhuwei turned her head slightly and saw Doctor Guo coming in with two chickens, one on each side.

"Master, this was sent by the Lu family." Doctor Guo lifted the chicken in his hand and explained, "It's the young man who performed the surgery. His surname is Lu."

Lin Zhuwei raised her eyebrows, nodded, and continued to tinker with her dishes.

Doctor Guo had long been accustomed to her indifference and still smiled cheerfully.

"That kid from the Lu family is really lucky. He woke up yesterday and recovered well. He can be considered to have escaped a disaster."

Doctor Guo took out a bag of silver from his sleeve pocket and said, "This thirty taels is the money given by the Lu family for the medicine."

The Lu family was poor, and the thirty taels were what they had scraped together and sent over voluntarily.

Lin Zhuwei finally raised her eyes to look at him and said calmly: "Leave the chicken here, and take the silver."

She happened to be making a dish of pork belly wrapped in chicken.

Seeing that she insisted, Doctor Guo did not refuse anymore. He put away the silver and looked at the table of tempting food with greedy eyes.

"Have you eaten?" Lin Zhuwei finally asked.

Doctor Guo immediately followed suit and sat down at the table: "Not yet, not yet."

"Yeah. Let's eat together then."

Doctor Guo didn't hesitate and just picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

His eyes widened, he never expected that his young master was not only good at martial arts and medicine, but was also good at cooking!

It smells so good!

"Master, is there anything I don't know?" Doctor Guo was really surprised.

Lin Zhuwei glanced at him and said calmly, "It's best if you don't know the rest."

She didn't want to use poison, murder, and dissection on him one day.

Doctor Guo was shocked, stroked his beard and stopped asking questions, for fear that the young master would be unhappy and kick him out.

After dinner, Lin Zhuwei went to the street to buy some wine, food and dry food, threw them into a bamboo basket, and carried it back to the charity cemetery.

Old man Jia was visibly happy.

The master and disciple drank another pot of wine and chatted for a while. Lin Zhuwei told him what happened down the mountain, and old man Jia praised him highly.

So happy that Lin Zhuwei stayed in the charity cemetery for some time and dissected a few new corpses to practice his skills.

When I said goodbye to Old Man Jia and returned to "Linzhutang", I saw Yin Xunheng and others in front of the door, pacing back and forth with an anxious look.

As soon as he saw Lin Zhuwei, Yin Xunheng's expression relaxed a lot. He came forward and asked softly, "You're back?"

"Ah."

Compared with his enthusiasm, Lin Zhuwei's attitude seemed a little indifferent, which made him feel a little disappointed.

"Is there something?" Seeing that he was uneasy and his expression changed several times, Lin Zhuwei took the initiative to ask.

"Ah... yes!" Yin Xunheng quickly put away his thoughts and said hurriedly, "My grandfather has a friend who wants you to come to see a doctor..."

Noticing his hesitation, Lin Zhuwei tilted her head slightly and looked at him, motioning him to continue.

Yin Xunheng blushed slightly, cleared his throat and said, "The person who invited you is Zheng Bugao, the prefect of Zheng."

This is where his dilemma lies.

Zheng Zhizhou had a strange temper, changeable personality, and unpredictable mood.

Lin Zhuwei was a young girl after all, and she was afraid of meeting such an official family, as she might get into trouble if she was not careful.

Ultimately, it was the Yin family's fault.

The Yin family and the Zheng family have some history. After Mr. Yin fell ill, Zheng Zhizhou often came to visit him.

Poor old man Yin was on his deathbed, so his visits became more frequent.

But I didn't expect that the last time I saw Mr. Yin, he not only didn't look lifeless, but was full of energy and talked fluently.

The half of his body that was originally paralyzed gradually got better and he was able to get out of bed and walk.

Zheng Zhizhou was very surprised and asked Mr. Yin about his method of curing the disease.

Naturally, Old Master Yin did not hide anything and praised Lin Zhuwei to the heavens and made her sound like a miracle.

Zheng Zhizhou was moved and insisted on inviting Lin Zhuwei to visit him for treatment.

Yin Xunheng was sent here as a lobbyist.

After listening to his explanation, Lin Zhuwei remained calm. He nodded, put the bamboo basket away, got on his carriage and followed him.

Yin Xunheng was impressed by her frankness and couldn't help but start to have some ideas in his mind.

When they arrived at Zheng Bugao's mansion, Yin Xunheng and Lin Zhuwei were introduced to the hall by housekeeper Nian.

Zheng Bugao was sipping tea. He looked up at Lin Zhuwei and frowned.

"Xun Heng, is this the so-called miracle doctor that your grandfather strongly recommended?"

Zheng Bugao looked Lin Zhuwei up and down with dissatisfaction, his tone full of undisguised contempt.

"Uncle Zheng, it's Doctor Lin." Yin Xunheng answered respectfully.

The housekeeper brought two cups of tea and placed one on Yin Xunheng's table. Just as he was about to place the other cup on Lin Zhuwei's table, he heard Zheng Bugao snort coldly:

"Okay, leave now. This tea was given by the Empress in the palace, and not everyone can get used to drinking it."

Yin Xunheng had an embarrassed look on his face. He held the teacup in his mouth, and the tea in his mouth felt like a sharp knife cutting him, causing him to feel a burning pain. He couldn't swallow it or spit it out.

He naturally knew that Zheng Bugao was not targeting him, but was simply dissatisfied with Lin Zhuwei.

Zheng Bugao indeed thought so. How capable could this skinny and weak girl in front of him, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, be?

I'm afraid you can't even tell the difference between ginseng and astragalus, so how can you cure diseases and save lives?

It seems that the fact that Mr. Yin was able to be saved was probably an exaggeration of her contribution. It was just a blind cat catching a dead mouse, and she just happened to get an advantage.

Humph! It's just a name in vain!

Yin Xunheng looked at Lin Zhuwei awkwardly and nervously.

But her face remained as calm as before, without any change, except that her eyes were a little darker.

She looked at the cup of tea, then looked at Zheng Bugao indifferently, and said indifferently: "Zheng Zhizhou is right. If you drink tea incorrectly, it is very toxic. You never know when your body will be hollowed out."

"How dare you!" Zheng Bugao slammed the table and shouted angrily, "This tea is a gift from the Empress, how dare you say that the tea is poisonous?! What is your intention! Someone, come here!"

"Uncle Zheng, calm down!" Yin Xunheng was startled and quickly stood up and saluted, "Uncle Zheng, please listen to Doctor Lin's explanation!"

Yin Xunheng looked at Lin Zhuwei as if asking for help and secretly wiped the sweat off her face.

She is really too bold!

Zheng Bugao looked at him deeply, then glared at Lin Zhuwei with anger.

She remained calm, picked up the teacup from the butler's table, took a sip, and smiled softly, "Good tea."

Zheng Bugao frowned.

Yin Xunheng was a little stunned and confused by her actions.

Is this tea poisonous or good?

Lin Zhuwei was not impatient, she sipped the tea slowly and tasted it until she finished the cup of tea, then she said with her red lips: "Dongting Biluochun is indeed a rare tribute tea, it can be called the best tea."

A cold light flashed in Zheng Bugao's eyes.

She can drink! This mouth is not useless!

But before his expression eased, he heard Lin Zhuwei say calmly: "But Zheng Zhizhou, you really can't drink this kind of good tea."

"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm not worthy?!" Zheng Bugao was angry again.

Lin Zhuwei sighed helplessly, wondering if there was something wrong with Zheng Zhizhou's brain? He always liked to misinterpret her words too much?

You can't do it! What does it have to do with your identity?

"Sir Zheng, do you often feel stuffy, nauseous, and have cold stomach and diarrhea?" Lin Zhuwei asked bluntly.

Zheng Bugao was stunned for a moment: "How did you know?"

"The whites of your eyes are cloudy and yellow, and your hair is greasy. Your face is sallow and pale, and you are obviously suffering from liver deficiency and blood deficiency." Lin Zhuwei said in a cold tone, without any concealment, "This tea is no different from poison to you."

Zheng Bugao's face turned pale and he looked at her with a complicated expression, knowing in his heart that what she said was the truth.

He couldn't help but feel a little angry, and the displeasure in his eyes was even strong.