The witch doctor's character can't be broken

There was only some residual tea left in the cup, which was thickly brewed and dull in color.Zhao Ji clutched the teacup in a daze, staring blankly at the medicine stickers on the cabinet.

Your Majesty is destined to be childless.

This kind of speculation has long existed in the ruling and opposition parties, and even the queen empress has expressed such worries.But this is just a guess after all, no one dares to put it on the surface, and no one can insist that it is true.

But this young man dares and can.

"My lord." Chen Qiwen patted him on the shoulder, "Stop drinking, you won't be able to sleep at night."

Zhao Ji put down the teacup, slowly settling down his disturbed mood.

He had an idea in his mind, and he couldn't express it, so he asked the doctor, "Has Zhang Cheng confirmed that he was reincarnated as Wang Zhongji's son?"

The doctor glanced at him intermittently, his eyes flickering with a faint and deep light, as if he knew everything.He nodded and said, "Just this morning."

"Shen Yulin." After receiving an affirmative answer, Zhao Ji heaved a sigh of relief, and ordered: "Arrange someone to go to Wang's house to watch and see if there is anything unusual about the child."

"Honestly obey orders."

Shen Yulin took the order, and Chen Qiwen took a look at the two remaining people in the room one by one, "Why don't you find out what bad things Wang Zhongji did?"

"Shen Yulin will investigate along the way." Zhao Ji smiled.

The doctor didn't care about their affairs, and an old woman with white hair came in, and he was dispensing medicine for her.

"Doctor, you can't be worthy of expensive..." The old woman's son drooped his eyebrows and grabbed the hem of his shirt awkwardly, "We, we... not so much..."

The young man raised his face and showed a warm smile, "No money, just take three doses and go back to drink. If it's still not good, come back for a diagnosis."

The old woman's ears are numb, she can no longer hear the voice, the clothes on her body are very shabby, and they have been washed very clean.She touched her son's hand, because only two teeth were missing, and her speech became slurred.

She said: "Dog, mother is doing well, don't take medicine."

Chen Qiwen even guessed, but he understood it.He looked at the clothes of the mother and son, feeling a little embarrassed.

When the people left, Chen Qiwen approached the counter of the doctor, and asked him with bent eyes: "Is this a debt repayer or a debt collector?"

What he said was funny, but the doctor was in the mood to explain a few words to him, "Their family is already in trouble, and the son is willing to take his mother to see a doctor, which is considered filial piety..."

"That's a good son who came to pay off the debt." Chen Qiwen said.

"No." Zhao Ji retorted: "How can a son be considered a filial son if his limbs are healthy but he cannot take care of his mother?"

Chen Qiwen was taken aback, "But the clothes on the old woman's body are very neat, it can be seen that he has put his heart into it. It is not something he can reverse from being born poor."

Zhao Ji was born rich, so Chen Qiwen just treated him as ignorant of suffering in the world.

The argument between the two became more and more intense, and the doctor sat lazily basking in the sun, receiving the gratitude and merit from the mother and son.

It doesn't matter whether you are filial or not, as long as you can earn merit, it is good.

"Qiwen, you are prejudice!"

Chen Qiwen has no memories of the past, but he knows that he was born at the bottom, which is different from the natural standpoint of these dignitaries in Beijing.He did have some views on the disadvantages of government orders, and the debates often hit the nail on the head and hit the nail on the head. Zhao Ji couldn't argue with him, and his face flushed with anger.

Chen Qiwen wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase after him, but suddenly he felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and he squatted down clutching his belly.

"Qiwen!"

As soon as Zhao Ji saw his pale face, the anger in his heart dissipated immediately, and he rushed forward to help him up, "Mr. Doctor, Qiwen is not feeling well, come and see!"

The doctor didn't move, he only glanced at Chen Qiwen's pale lips, and seeing beads of sweat on his forehead, he casually threw a handkerchief into Zhao Ji's arms.

"Clean it, carry it to the wing."

The indifferent reaction of Yixuanduan aroused evil fire in Zhao Ji's heart. He was concerned about Chen Qiwen's body, so he could only hold back first, picked him up by the waist, and hurried to the west wing.

"Qiwen, what's wrong with you, isn't it severe?"

He carefully laid the person flat on the couch, stretched out the quilt tightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Chen Qiwen had a dull pain in his lower abdomen, and he really didn't have the energy to speak, so he could only respond in a low voice, curling up sideways.He felt a little dazed from the pain, and felt that his brain was also starting to twitch and swell, and he only felt a pair of hands gently patting his back in a haze.

This did not relieve the pain, but gave him great psychological relief.

"Don't be afraid, Qiwen, don't be afraid." Zhao Ji wiped off the cold sweat from his temples, and ran it along his back one by one.

The doctor leaned against the door frame and watched for a while, then stepped in, and gave Chen Qiwen two needles under Zhao Ji's stare.

"Mr. Doctor," Zhao Ji lowered his voice, "What's wrong with Qiwen?"

"Hmm..." The doctor put away the golden needle, "Here comes the sunflower water."

What is sunflower water?Zhao Ji was confused for a moment, and suddenly remembered a lump of blood and flesh, as if someone cut a piece for him and insisted on forcing him to eat it.

——"The internal organs, afterbirth of a newborn baby, and the blood essence of a maiden..."

Zhao Ji pressed his forehead, not understanding why such a sentence popped up in his mind.

He tried his best to suppress the impatience in his heart, touched Chen Qiwen's cold cheek, and seeing him frowning in his sleep, he suddenly felt infinite pity.

"Mr. Doctor, can this sunflower water disease be cured? Qiwen is so uncomfortable, what can I do..."

The doctor continued: "17 years old is too late. It was only delayed because she was homeless in the early years and had no food or clothing. If you want to completely eradicate it... it's not impossible, but you have to ask her own opinion. .”

If you don't come to sunflower water, you can't be a mother.

There have been no little witches born in the Wu Clan for thousands of years. Generation after generation of clansmen have died, and the clansmen have become fewer and fewer.

In this matter, Yixuanduan's attitude is extremely strict.He couldn't make a decision for Qin Suwen, nor would he let Zhao Ji rashly make decisions for her.

It was the first time Zhao Ji saw him so solemn, and he didn't dare to say anything more, instead he asked, "Can I prescribe some medicine?"

Seeing him sitting nervously by the couch, the doctor gave him a handful of tender green motherwort, "pound the juice and give it to her to drink. If it's troublesome, put it in a clay pot, boil two bowls of water until one is the same. "

Zhao Ji weighed it for a while, and felt that the troublesome and complicated effect would be better, so he silently took the stone mortar and pottery pestle, and sat by the window to pound the juice quietly.

Chen Qiwen had already fallen asleep, but he felt hot and sticky all over his body in a trance, and he woke up immediately.

"Qiwen?"

Zhao Ji had already made the herbal juice, holding the bowl and worrying about how to feed him, when he saw someone woke up, he hurried forward to check.

"I..." Chen Qiwen grabbed the quilt, hesitated to take it off, felt the wet underwear under his body, and looked at Zhao Ji blankly.

Her face was very white, her long hair was messily draped over both shoulders, and her small cheeks became smaller and smaller. Looking at her with a pair of watery eyes, Zhao Ji's heart suddenly ached.

"But where is it uncomfortable?"

His voice was low and hoarse, and the window behind him was filled with starlight, and he was the shining moonlight in the starlight.

Chen Qiwen lowered his head and stopped looking at him, "I want to see Mr. Doctor alone."

Zhao Ji's eyes dimmed, and he forced a smile and said, "I'll call someone for you."

At night, the clinic is closed.The hall was empty, filled with the fragrance of medicine.

In this thick and astringent medicinal fragrance, the calm and elegant young man sits alone silently, under the dim light, his white clothes like new snow are reflected, his cold and alienated temperament seems to be warmed by the light, and he is no longer as repulsive as in daytime thousands of miles away.

Zhao Ji paused, and before the young man raised his eyes, he said in a deep voice, "Qiwen is awake, I want to see you."

He didn't want to admit that, in fact, he was very jealous of this young man.Not only for Chen Qiwen, but also for the uninhibited and calmness of this person.

This small hospital can't hold him, and this world can't hold him.Even if someone else is sitting here, his heart is free and indulgent. Unless he is willing, no one can trap him, and no one can make him bend his heart to please him.

Even if you are the prince and the son of heaven, it is impossible for everything to go smoothly.

Why can he?

The doctor clutched the book intermittently, and walked slowly towards the west chamber. When he passed by Zhao Ji, he turned his eyes slightly, but didn't say anything.

He is only responsible for eliminating disasters and misfortunes, and it is not his business to relieve worries.

Chen Qiwen secretly lifted the quilt to take a look, and found that the quilt was covered with blood, and his heart felt anxious.He vaguely guessed something, but couldn't accept it anyway.

"I'm here." The doctor came with half of the moonlight on his back, revealing a handsome face.

Chen Qiwen pressed the quilt tightly, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Doctor, am I male or female?"

The doctor continued to ask: "Which one do you want to do?"

This seemed to be a temptation, Chen Qiwen pursed his lips, still unable to let go of the truth of his life experience, "Am I a man or a woman now?"

"Female."

Chen Qiwen covered his face.

He had never seen other people's bodies, he didn't know the differences between men and women, and he couldn't compare them.But from the moment he woke up beside Zhao Ji, whether it was his own clothes or the documents cited, he told him that he was a man, and the person who healed him did not raise any objections. ...

Now you want to tell him that he is actually a woman?

"Then my identity is also false." He tried his best to calm down and asked softly, "What's my name?"

"Qin Su asked." The doctor thought about it intermittently, and added: "Maybe there are other names, I don't know."

Qin Su asked...

He recited the name silently, and remembered something in a trance, but he couldn't see it clearly.

"Why do I forget the past?"

He stared blankly at the doctor, seeing him standing there quietly, the panic in his heart suddenly dissipated.He has forgotten many things, even who he is, but he believes in his instinct.

He relied on this man with the trust of his heart.

"I was struck to death by lightning because of meddling in other people's marriages." The doctor said every word with seriousness, "The matchmaker can't do things recklessly. If you don't listen to the persuasion, you will be punished."