The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

"Ms. Lu, what's wrong with Cheng'er? His grandfather is a famous doctor, but he can't diagnose anything!"

Madam Fu glared at her husband.

The assistant doctor never thought that his medical skills would be despised by his wife.

But he didn't know where to start, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

The Fu Shun couple also looked at Lu Zhaoling. They also wanted to know what was going on.

"My father suddenly took away a root carving from Cheng'er's room..." Fushun said.

"It was indeed that carving that caused the trouble."

Lu Zhaoling pointed to the sculpture on the ground and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this sculpture is actually a burial object."

When these words were spoken, all the members of the Fu family were so shocked that their faces changed.

"what?!"

They looked suddenly at the object wrapped in black cloth and took two steps back.

"Besides, the tomb owner should have died of illness."

Lu Zhaoling added in a flat tone, as if stabbing the Fu family's hearts again.

Madam Fu’s body swayed and her face turned pale.

"Didn't Cheng'er say that he found it in a ditch?" Fushun's voice trembled a little.

"You can send someone to check whether there are any graves that have been washed away upstream of the ditch," said Lu Zhaoling.

"So, should we send this carving back?" Yao Lin thought about it all at once, her hands turning cold. "Is this the tomb owner's revenge? If we don't send it back, will he not give up?"

As she said this, she scared herself.

Doesn’t that mean Cheng’er might still get into trouble?

Lu Zhaoling looked at her in surprise. "Madam Fu, why do you think so? Where do ghosts come from in this world? It's just the aura of death. As long as Fu Cheng didn't dig up the grave, he can't be held responsible. He was just unlucky and picked up something he shouldn't have."

The Fu family had already started a series of "ghost stories", but were stopped abruptly by her words.

The whole family looked a little confused.

There are no ghosts in the world?

So what was going on with Miss Lu's move just now?

Madam Fu couldn't help laughing when she saw Lu Zhaoling's relaxed look.

The more she looked at the girl, the more she liked her.

"Then this sculpture..."

"I don't have anything suitable, so I brought it here. You prepare a brazier and I will burn it."

Just a brazier?

Well, the main reason is that a lot of charcoal is needed, and Lu Zhaoling is extremely poor and has nothing, and he is too lazy to go to Mrs. Lu to argue.

The Fu family quickly prepared the brazier, and Lu Zhaoling placed the carving into the brazier.

But the fire wouldn't burn well, and thick black smoke was wafting out of the root carving. Before it even started burning, everyone could already smell a slight stench of decay.

"Will this burn?"

Lu Zhaoling had already asked them to stay away.

She stood by the brazier herself.

The Fu family was a little worried about her, wondering if she would be in any danger.

Then Lu Zhaoling stepped forward and made a movement with his finger.

A drop of blood fell from her fingertips into the brazier.

In an instant, the fire grew fiercely, and the flames that spewed out were half a person's height, engulfing the root carving in an instant.

The black smoke became thicker, but Lu Zhaoling stretched out his hand and gently waved in the air, and the black smoke actually went straight up without floating around.

When it reaches a certain height, the black smoke dissipates.

Everyone watching this scene from afar was dumbfounded.

"How did Miss Lu do it?" Yao Lin asked in a lost voice.

Madam Fu said, "This is Miss Lu's ability, no one is allowed to go out and talk nonsense."

Everyone quickly agreed.

Madam Fu looked at Doctor Fu and asked in a low voice, "Old man, Miss Lu looks no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, right?"

"Sixteen." The assistant doctor knew Lu Zhaoling's age.

"Older than Cheng'er? That's fine, older is better." Madam Fu added, "What do you think about her being our granddaughter-in-law? I like this child."

"What? What did you say?" The assistant doctor suddenly spoke in his hometown dialect.

He looked at his old wife in shock and was frightened by her and started coughing.

"What's your attitude? Do you dislike Miss Lu? Is it difficult for you to get into the hospital?" Madam Fu glared at him.

"Ahem! Old lady, you better give up this idea and stop harming Cheng'er!"

The assistant doctor's beard was trembling, "Ms. Lu, you have just been granted marriage!"

"A marriage granted?" Madam Fu was shocked. "Which rascal is trying to steal my Cheng'er's good marriage?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The assistant doctor started coughing again.

"What a jerk, Prince Jin, that's Prince Jin!"

Although he has a good relationship with Prince Jin, if Zhou Shiyue knew that they actually wanted to marry his future princess to Fu Cheng, that kid Zhou Shiyue would not let Fu Cheng off!

Cheng'er is still a child, how can he withstand a finger from King Jin?

Madam Fu was stunned.

"Didn't he just return to Beijing?"

Also, didn’t the emperor just pass away?

Miss Lu had never heard of it before.

How come these two people were married so quickly?

"Hehe, isn't it? I met Miss Lu as soon as I entered the capital." Then he shamelessly linked Miss Lu to his name, the Prince of Jin.

Thinking about it now, the assistant doctors all felt that Prince Jin was extremely lucky.

(Prince Jin: Tell me, is it possible that I was dragged over there?)

With Lu Zhaoling's help, the root carving was quickly burned into a small pile of ashes.

"Take these ashes and bury them in an uninhabited place in the suburbs." Lu Zhaoling instructed the Fu family.

They thought they could just dump it anywhere, but it turns out they have to bury it carefully.

Fushun told his servants to do it. They also had to check the graves upstream of the ditch. They would feel more at ease if they found out more.

After doing all this, Lu Zhaoling was obviously tired.

Seeing her tired appearance, the assistant doctor felt guilty for troubling her when she was so seriously injured. So he offered to change her dressing while he was at it.

When he looked at her wound, he was surprised to find that it healed very quickly.

Lu Zhaoling thought of Wu's matter and said a few words to him.

"Miss Lu has agreed. Naturally, I will treat her carefully." The assistant doctor quickly agreed.

"By the way, Doctor Fu, if you encounter a patient like Fu Cheng in the future and you can't diagnose the problem, you can recommend me to the patient." Lu Zhaoling said.

The assistant doctor was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

Lu Zhaoling should be good at "curing" this kind of strange disease.

"I understand."

Lu Zhaoling was so tired that she could hardly walk, so she said goodbye to the Fu family.

After getting into the carriage, she leaned back on the pillow and sighed.

"I really want to catch King Jin and use him as a pillow."

That must be very nourishing.

Qingyin and Qingbao almost fell off the carriage when they heard her words.

Lu family.

Lu Ming dragged his tired body back home. Without taking time to rest, he went to see his wife first.

"Did Lu Zhaoling hand over the things?"

"That damn girl said it was lost a long time ago!" Mrs. Lu said unhappily.

She didn't even know what Lu Ming wanted a porcelain figure like that for.

"What? Lost? Where was it lost?" Lu Ming's face changed.