Xiao Qinghuan

At the entrance of the village, Jiang Ying bumped into Xie Jue who was about to enter the village.

Xie Jue was taken aback when he saw him, then scratched his head: "Why are you here, where is Mingyuan?"

Jiang Ying also looked puzzled, Jiang Xiaohan came overnight, even he only found out the news this morning, why Xie Jue seemed to have known about it long ago.

"In the village." Jiang Ying said, "How do you know the young master is here?"

"Jiang Mo said, he brought an old man to the Shenwei camp early in the morning, and he hurried into the village when he heard that Jiang Xiaohan was not in the camp." Xie Jue said carelessly He tugged at the sleeves of the people around him: "Then, this is the apprentice of the genius doctor, Mr. Cheng."

It was only then that Jiang Ying discovered that there was a half-grown boy standing behind Xie Jue. The boy was wearing a blue shirt, his brows and eyes were not as sharp as Xie Jue's, but rather soft. , is a piece of good material.The young man walked out from Xie Jue's side, and bowed to Jiang Ying unhurriedly.

"Next, Cheng Yuan, I have met this lord." The young man said: "The teacher cares about the common people, and he has already entered the village with Mr. Jiang, and he must be at the place where the sick people gather. I just arranged for this time in the camp Herbal medicine, I am about to enter the village to find my family teacher, if my lord comes to find my family teacher, you can go with me."

Although the young man is young, he is not as jumpy as Xie Jue, he is calm enough and does not have stage fright.Xu is because he is a doctor, so he speaks more slowly, like a spring breeze blowing his ears, which makes people feel comfortable.

Jiang Ying was originally going to find Ren Pingsheng, and nodded slightly when she saw this: "I'm here to trouble Mr. Ren to go to the clinic first."

Cheng Yuan didn't immediately refuse, but asked patiently, "Is something wrong?"

Jiang Ying hesitated to speak.

Xie Jue said strangely: "What are you rushing to the clinic for? There is Mr. Yan in the clinic. The number of people visiting the clinic has decreased these days, so he came here alone."

Jiang Ying looked distressed: "Mr. Yan is sick."

"What's wrong? How's the disease? Did Zhuang Yi go to see it?" Xie Jue asked like a cannonball, a little anxious, and didn't care whether Jiang Ying answered or not, so he pulled Cheng Yuan: "Let's go." Let's go, then let's go find your master and tell him to show Yan Qing."

"Little General Xie." Cheng Yuan said with a wry smile, "If the teacher has already gone to the patient's place in the West Village at this time, I'm afraid he will come out soon."

"Mr. Yan is very important to our son." Jiang Ying said: "There is a doctor nearby in the West Village. Don't worry about it. I hope the young master will go with me to invite Mr. Ren."

"The Mr. Yan you mentioned is very important to you, and the other patients also have relatives and friends. This makes no sense." Cheng Yuan changed his voice and apologized: "Besides, it's not that I don't want to. In my eyes, all patients in the world are the same, they come first, first come first, you two just wait a bit."

Xie Jue wanted to argue again, but was stopped by Jiang Ying.

"Okay." Jiang Ying said: "Then wait for Mr. Ren."

As Cheng Yuan expected, Ren Pingsheng was indeed in the west courtyard, and when Jiang Ying arrived, Jiang Mo was walking out with a basin of black concoction, almost splashing Jiang Ying all over.

After Xie Jue entered the village, he went to attend to his own affairs. After Cheng Yuan apologized, he went into the house on his own to help Ren Pingsheng.

Jiang Mo reluctantly withdrew his hand, and managed to prevent Jiang Ying from becoming a drowned chicken. He casually poured the medicine juice in the basin on the ground, and asked casually, "Why are you not by your side?"

Now that there were no outsiders around, Jiang Ying couldn't help showing a bit of worry on his face: "Young Master Yan is sick, and the young master is very anxious. He asked me to pick you up and the genius doctor. Who knew that you two came here first."

"Sick?" Jiang Mo frowned: "What happened?"

Jiang Ying briefly told Jiang Mo what happened in the past two days, then pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "It's my fault."

"It's none of your business. It's because you are in a hurry that you can't choose what to say." Jiang Mo waved his hand: "Don't take it to heart."

The two of them were talking, the door of the west courtyard suddenly opened from behind, Jiang Mo put the wooden basin in his hand beside the door, and saw that it was Ren Pingsheng who came out.

This genius doctor had a childish face and a hale and hearty spirit, without any sign of immorality. Cheng Yuan followed half a step behind him, holding a thin cloth bag in his hand.

Jiang Ying strode forward, before he could speak, Ren Pingsheng raised his hand to block his words: "Yu'er told me everything, don't need to say more, lead the way."

The original clinic had already been requisitioned by Jiang Xiaohan regardless, so Shenweiying moved the porridge shed to another place, so even though it was close to noon, there were no noises around the clinic.

When Jiang Mo came in to report, Jiang Xiaohan was giving medicine to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing was so drowsy that he couldn't wake up after falling asleep. Jiang Xiaohan leaned on the head of the bed, helped him up and hugged him in his arms, scooped up half a spoonful of the concoction with a porcelain spoon, and brought it to his lips to try it on himself heat.

He fed it very carefully, but Yan Qing was unconscious and couldn't feed most of the concoction.Jiang Xiaohan looked at him gently, as if he wasn't annoyed at all. Every time, he wiped off the concoction little by little with a cloth towel before feeding him another mouthful.

Yan Qing's forehead rested on Jiang Xiaohan's side neck, and it shifted slightly as he raised his hand, it looked as if his ears were rubbing against his temples.Yan Qing's hot breath hit the side of Jiang Xiaohan's neck, and a small piece of skin exposed by the neckline began to turn red.

The gesture was intimate and possessive, with an almost paranoid, unspeakable warmth.

Jiang Mo was terrified when he saw it, and the four characters "sleeping with necks crossed" inexplicably appeared in his mind.

He was startled by this thought, and hastily lowered his head, not daring to look any further.

Jiang Xiaohan seemed to have broken the jar, and his thoughts were clearly revealed. After feeding Yan Qing the medicine, he put the bowl aside: "Master Ren has come?"

But in just two hours, his voice was already so hoarse that he couldn't hear it, Jiang Mo couldn't help but glanced at him, and said: "It's already here."

Jiang Xiaohan looked at Yan Qing again, put him on the bed properly, and carefully tucked the quilt before saying: "Please."

Ren Pingsheng left Cheng Yuan outside the door and entered the room by himself. Jiang Xiaohan stood up and saluted him: "Genius doctor."

"You don't need to be too polite." Ren Pingsheng sat on the edge of the bed unceremoniously, stretched out his hand to grab Yan Qing's wrist, and leaned over, but suddenly let out a surprise: "Why is it Kunlun's doll?"

Jiang Xiaohan couldn't help but glance at him, and said calmly, "What did you say, sir?"

"You don't have to try to hide it from me." Ren Pingsheng leisurely raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then put Yan Qing's wrist on the cloth towel, and touched his veins: "People from Kunlun are waiting on the mountain. After a long time, the smell on my body is the same."

As he spoke, he took a closer look at Yan Qing's face: "Well, considering his seniority, he must be Lu Feng's apprentice."

Ren Pingsheng stopped talking suddenly, glanced at Jiang Xiaohan rather strangely, and muttered to himself: "This doll and Lu Feng really deserve to be a master and apprentice. The others don't look like each other, but they are exactly the same..."

The words were endless, and Jiang Xiaohan didn't want to ask.

Speaking of the Kunlun lineage, Ren Pingsheng seems to know more than Jiang Xiaohan.Jiang Xiaohan was silent for a moment before whispering, "Mr. has a relationship with Kunlun."

"There's no connection. Old guys who have lived for a long time have naturally met several times." Ren Pingsheng was happy, and after a short sign, he let go, and said to Jiang Xiaohan: "The symptoms are the same as those in Xicun. You already know that too."

Jiang Xiaohan closed his eyes hard.

Ren Pingsheng stood up: "For things like epidemics, medicine is medicine, and life is life. I have read the prescription written by this doll before, and there is probably no omission, but there is a little goosegrass missing. I will modify it as appropriate Fang Zi, but it takes time to test the medicine, so there is no rush."

"I know." Jiang Xiaohan said, "Please do your best, sir."

The author says:

PS: As of this chapter, the lines that should be laid have been laid out, and the next step is to slowly gather the dark lines~