Physician of Transmigration

"Please, Doctor An, please."

The palace lady reluctantly untied the cotton towel that wrapped her hands as she spoke, and saw that the entire back of her hand was hot red, but it should have been applied with a cold compress in time, so it didn't look too bad.

"Fortunately, it was treated in a timely manner. After a few days of applying the medicine, there will be no serious problems. Be careful not to break the skin and get infected."

An Sheng gently shook the maid's hand with a veil, looked at it, and then picked up a pen and prescribed a topical ointment. Just at this time, the doctor who helped him came back, and An Sheng covered it and handed him the prescription.

"Will it scar?"

The palace maid questioned An Sheng with a trembling voice, and her gaze fell on her other arm. Under the cover of her clothes, there was a cut made by scissors two months ago. Although it was not big, it collapsed due to an accident. The wound was opened, and now there is an ugly scar.

"It depends on the individual's physique... the skin color will be a little different at the beginning, I will give you a prescription for external use, take care of it slowly,"

As An Sheng said, he remembered that this court lady had a scar constitution, and others would only leave a shallow wound, and her body was covered with dark red scars. Besides, her clothes were very simple, she didn't look like she had money, so An Sheng avoided those precious ointments and medicinal materials, and chose a cheap earthen remedy for scar removal for her.

"Thank you, Doctor An."

Seeing the medicine on the prescription, the maid knew that An Sheng had taken care of her specially, thanked him gratefully and saluted him, and then blessed An Yi, and then went to get the medicine with the doctor.

"I always feel that there is something wrong, let's check it..."

After the door was closed, An Sheng picked up a pen to record the diagnosis, and at the same time, he thought a little more about it.

Although An Sheng felt that the other party didn't seem to be hostile, and that he, as a small person, would not be missed by anyone, it was still better to be cautious. It was easy to check someone in the palace with the help of Eunuch Guo who was beside Chu Xian.

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"Come on, let's talk about his condition. How is he? Has he gained weight? Has he grown taller?"

In the sleeping hall, the eighth princess was playing with the birds through the cage boredly, when she heard the announcement that someone had returned, she hurriedly called in and excused herself.

"Doctor Xiao An looks very energetic..."

Although the eighth princess was exempted from the ceremony, the elderly court lady still respectfully blessed her body, describing the details of getting along with An Sheng today, but her downcast eyes fell directly on the back of her hand that had been smeared with wound medicine.

"He is kind-hearted and considerate. You have worked hard these few times, and you may not need it in the next year. If the princess's marriage is successful, I will remember your first contribution, and I will let you go home after the wedding."

Listening to the palace maid's vivid description, the eighth princess, who squinted and smiled lightly, has fallen into her own fantasy. After seeing her that day, coupled with what she heard and imagined over the past few months, the eighth princess has become deeply infatuated with her. That elegant and talented young handsome man, coupled with the other's family background and character that her mother and concubine asked someone to find out, the eighth princess has already decided that An Sheng is her destined husband.

"My servant, thank the princess for her great kindness!"

Hearing that the eighth princess was willing to release her and return home, the older court lady knelt down excitedly. Although it was only a verbal promise now, for her there was hope for life again, and her respect and humility obviously pleased After seeing the eighth princess, a five taels of silver ingot was thrown to her hand.

"Do you think Mr. An will be a good match for this princess?"

Without asking the maid to get up, the eighth princess smiled sweetly and rested her chin with one hand, while teasing the little bird with the long feather again, while asking softly.

"Princess Xiaoan and the princess are definitely a blessing from heaven, and they will definitely be happy in this life."

Gradually clenched the five taels of silver ingot, the kneeling goddess of the palace once again looked at the back of her hand wiping the wound with a complex expression, but her tone was so respectful and sincere...

"Go back..."

The smile on her face became stronger, and the eighth princess dismissed the maid casually, and was completely immersed in her own thoughts. In her mind, the border war is going smoothly now, and the army will return triumphantly in the next year. Please ask for a marriage, and it will definitely come true... Mr. An used to be the companion of the Seventh Brother, and it is rumored that the An family has a good relationship with the Queen's relatives. Unfortunately, the Queen's mother and concubine can't talk, but I heard that Jing Guifei always takes care of the Seventh Brother If you have a plus, you can try to follow her way, and let the mother and concubine do it after the New Year is over!

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When An Sheng, his grandfather and grandson left the palace after their shifts, it was already December 22th. After An Sheng went home and had a reunion dinner, he sneaked back to live in the Seventh Prince's Mansion on the pretext of inquiring about his brother-in-law Yang Xun's recent situation. Two days later, on the [-]nd, he took the information that the Fifth Prince had collected for him from the Ministry of War, and returned home in good spirits... It goes without saying how the two teenagers, who hadn't seen each other for half a month, spent these two days.

"Finally willing to come back?"

Young Master An Xu'an had lost a lot of weight due to the busy life of the New Year. Now he looked at his younger brother who was refreshed and his tail was definitely wagging, and the usual elegant smile on his face gradually deepened. , the white but powerful fingers also caressed someone's face...

"Oh! Brother! I was wrong, I was so wrong, brother..."

The strength of pinching his cheeks was not very strong, but An Sheng was very cooperative in begging for mercy and making fun of him. He snuggled into An Xu's arms with the appearance of a good baby. Anyway, they are the only two of them in An Xu's study now, so they are not afraid of missing out. The appearance of the image is seen by others.

"Fortunately, it's a custom in the palace that the royal relatives will stay overnight after the New Year's Eve banquet, otherwise it's hard to say whether someone can finish the New Year's Eve dinner at home with peace of mind."

An Xu, who was being swayed from side to side by An Sheng's arms, was really sad. His younger brother is so old, so he was locked up and watched closely...he couldn't take him home.

"elder brother……"

Facing his elder brother who was in a state of jealousy, An Sheng knew that there were too many mistakes in what he said, so he simply pretended to be stupid to please. Fortunately, An Xu just touched the topic with a little emotion, and the two quickly returned to normal and took their seats.

"How is brother-in-law?"

After receiving the battle report brought back by An Xu, An Xu asked An Sheng while flipping through it.

Because An Sheng and Chu Hong have a good relationship, Chu Hong will always keep a copy of some not-so-confidential battle reports in the Ministry of War for An Sheng, and attach Yang Xun's recent situation. An Xu hopes to have good news for them.

"A few days ago, my brother-in-law ambushed the opponent's food team and shot and killed a fierce general. That was the son of the leader of the Shepherd Alliance. He was the number one warrior of the tribe. It greatly affected the morale of the opponent. That shepherd tortured and killed many of our people. The notoriety is extremely strong, and my brother-in-law has made a great contribution."

An Sheng spoke emphatically, and when he mentioned the general who was killed by the opponent, he also felt very relieved. After receiving so many years of patriotic education in his previous life, An Sheng still has a sense of belonging to the second hometown of Sheng Kingdom .

"By virtue of this credit, plus the previous military exploits, brother-in-law can secure at least one title of Fuguo. He didn't suffer any injuries, right?"

An Xu thought about it for a while, and the smile on his face deepened a little. The sixth rank of the emperor of Sheng Kingdom is also divided into three ranks, and there is a big gap between them. The country and the town country can be regarded as having face, but when they reach the third level of Feng En and Cheng En, even ordinary courtiers and officials don't take them seriously.

Now if Yang Xun can be promoted to the title of Fuguo, then if their nephew Yang Hui is demoted to the first rank as usual, his status will also be greatly improved.

"A medical report came back from the Imperial Hospital. My brother-in-law just suffered some skin trauma and nothing serious happened. I entrusted my colleagues to pay special attention to it... My brother-in-law is also amazing. He really sealed his wife with his own strength."

An Sheng was also very happy for Zhao Zhao. Yang Xun, a good man with status, ability and caring for his family, could really be regarded as a national treasure in ancient times.

The two brothers chatted about other things, and they didn't stop talking until An Xu's book boy came in to report that Mr. Pei had arrived outside the gate of the mansion.

"I have an appointment with a few friends today, so I won't come back for dinner tonight. When I go to pick up your sister Zhao later, I will bring more servants, so as not to be bumped by too many people on the road."

An Xu said, got up and straightened his clothes, and then took advantage of the time when the book boy was serving him to put on his cloak, and specifically instructed An Sheng.

As the end of the new year approached, those sneaky people on the street became more active, so they had a good and happy day, so as not to encounter bad luck.

"Understood...Brother, come back early tomorrow, we want to have New Year's dinner together."

Hearing that it was Mr. Pei Wei and Pei who came to pick him up, An Sheng raised his eyebrows and joked at An Xu. His brother and sister-in-law had already made an agreement. Except for the need to have children, they both treated each other as relatives, so An Xu Sleeping out from time to time at this time has no impact on the family harmony issue at all, and An Sheng just teases and teases him occasionally.

It's interesting to say that once, because Pei Wei was busy with military affairs, An Xu didn't sleep out for half a month, and his little sister-in-law Xiao Shi, who was phobic about men, even tactfully took the initiative to care about their relationship issues.

"Humph……"

An Xu's response to his younger brother's poor talk was a cold snort and a slap on the forehead, and when he turned and walked out, he had already returned to his usual gentle and elegant posture...

Because of An Yun's and his wife's appointments, this year's New Year's Eve in the An family was only attended by Mr. An and his grandchildren, plus Yang Hui, the little great-grandson. After eating at the table, following the good news of Yang Xun’s meritorious service, Zhao Zhao announced the happy event of her pregnancy. The time was just a few days before Yang Xun’s expedition. Until Yang Xun came back, the Xiao family was also very close to this elder sister-in-law, and arranged very well inside and out.

Unlike An's family's festive celebrations, although the night banquet in the palace was extravagant and lively, few people really felt joyful and happy...

Chu Xian wore a light blue brocade suit today. Although it doesn't look gorgeous on the outside, it is actually made of the most expensive material, so in this luxurious room, it will neither appear unique and impolite, nor lose its identity. The rules of filial piety.Now he is kneeling on his seat, pretending to be looking at the singing and dancing hall, but in fact he is watching the audience watching the crowd, and he is not relaxed at all. What kind of turbulent waves...

"Yang Xun, whom my father praised just now, is Brother Sheng's brother-in-law, right? With these two words today, the reward can be three points higher."

Hearing that Emperor Yude talked about the war again, and mentioned a few noble sons of the emperor who had made meritorious deeds or made mistakes recently, the eighth prince Chu Yue leaned over to Chu Xian who was beside him, and asked in a low voice.

As a matter of course, those who were named and criticized by Yude will be punished by at least three points after the war.

"Um……"

After Chu Xian responded, he didn't say much, but gave Chu Yue a look to talk back, and Chu Yue glanced at the sixth prince Kang on the other side of Chu Xian, and saw him sitting there pretending to be , so His Highness Eighth Prince secretly twitched the corners of his lips, pretending to watch the song and dance and stop making any noise.

"Master, the son mentioned earlier is beside the eighth princess."

Eunuch Guo, who had been away for a while in the name of Xiaojie, moved his lips imperceptibly in the gesture of pouring tea for Chu Xian when he came back, then took two steps back on his knees, and knelt down on Chu Xian And the middle position behind Chu Yue's back.

"...Give me a detailed investigation."

Chu Xian's originally indifferent eyes froze, and his eyes followed the seats where the princesses were. After seeing the Eighth Emperor Sister who he didn't even remember her face, His Highness Seventh Prince squeezed the teacup tightly with his fingertips, coldly He whispered a word to Xiao Guozi.

"Yes."

After Xiao Guozi's heart trembled, she hurriedly responded in a respectful and soft voice.

"..."

The Eighth Prince Yue, who was the only one next to him who heard the conversation between the master and servant, blinked his eyes twice without changing his expression, then silently took a sip from his wine glass—a murderous look.