The divine doctor and son-in-law of the best goddess

For three days in a row, Lu Qing's small medical clinic was in a state of desertion.

The number of people who came in to see a doctor was far less than the number of flies she killed.

Most of the time, Lu Qing was either playing with the herbs in the cabinet, or reading in the inner hall.

Qi Shuya also obediently sat behind the counter, holding her three-finger-thick medical skills and watching with relish.

As the youngest, Qi Shuyun, who is regarded as a treasure in the palm of everyone, does not have the concentration of her sister.

To be honest, I didn't spend more than a quarter of an hour reading the book.

Always looking around, or just poking, poking, poking, touching that, even if it's just a piece of firewood, she can have fun on her own.

After lunch, Lu Qing was pondering whether to let the two cubs go back to the palace first, there were still Qiaoer in the left and right clinics to help.

"Qiaoer, you..." She changed her voice, and before she could finish her sentence, a well-dressed son, regardless of the obstruction of her followers, went straight into the gate of the hospital.

"Doctor Lu, I'm sick, please help me!" He grabbed her arm with a crying voice, his eyes were red as if he had suffered a great grievance.

This is the first time that Lu Qing has encountered such a patient who "walks like flying" and "cries and chirps" that he is sick.

But in any case, the professional habits and ethics of being a doctor have been deeply engraved in her bones.

"Young master, if you don't let go of my hand, how can I take your pulse and diagnose your condition?"

In fact, it was her left arm that was being grabbed, and her right hand was enough for pulse diagnosis.

It's just that she's not used to being grabbed by strangers, especially a strange man.

This made it a little difficult for her to accept.

Feng Xiao woke up suddenly, and quickly let go, how could he forget that Dr. Lu is a woman.

A few days ago, he followed his eldest brother to congratulate the opening of the clinic.

Lu Qing didn't give him a chance to apologize, so he rolled up his sleeves and said: "If you apologize, there is no need, this young man please follow me into the inner hall."

"Third young master, you'd better go back with the younger ones, otherwise the eldest master will punish the younger ones again." A strong man who caught up panting, begged with a mournful face.

As soon as he heard the words "eldest young master", Feng Xiao felt bad all over.

She dodged and hid behind Lu Qing, like a frightened little white rabbit, poking out half of her head secretly, "I won't go back, I want to see a doctor at Dr. Lu's place, you all stay away from me."

Lu Qing didn't want to intervene in the patient's housework, but the strong man headed by Naihe just knelt down in front of her and kowtowed three times in a row.

"I also ask Dr. Lu to let the younger ones bring back the third young master for the sake of getting acquainted with my eldest young master."

The iron-clad man begged himself so humbly.

She really couldn't think of any reason to refuse, but he said that he knew the young master of their family, and she really didn't know who the so-called young master was.

"I don't know who your young master is?" she asked doubtfully.

The strong man raised his head and said, "My young master is Feng Lian, the young master of Feng's Ironware Workshop. On the day your medical center opened, you even came to congratulate yourself."

Hearing what he said, Lu Qing finally remembered Feng Lian, who gave the town house sword hanging behind the counter.

She bit her teeth in a bit of embarrassment, what is this all about?

"Get up first, and if you have something to say, sit down and discuss it. Look at the attitude of the third young master of your family. Unless you use force, he will never walk out of this door voluntarily."

The strong man stood up, exchanged glances with the people behind him, and then cupped his fists and said, "Doctor Lu, please."

"Doctor Lu, let them go, I don't want to see them." Fingertips pinched the corner of Lu Qing's sleeves, tears were about to come out.

Lu Qing is really convinced by this squeamish young man who is a big boy, who did he learn this from?

Every now and then, she looks like she's about to cry, and she's pulling at the corners of her clothes like a girl.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, tried her best to suppress the urge to hit someone, and said with a fake smile: "Third Young Master Feng, if you are dissatisfied with my handling method, then go back with them as soon as possible."

When Feng Xiao heard this, she pursed her mouth and fell silent.

If he was willing to go back, why would he seek refuge in the hospital.

Qi Shuya put down the medical book, pulled her younger sister who was still squatting in the corner counting ants, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Lu Qing with a livid face as if watching a show, and obediently stood behind her.

Everyone present had seen the two little princesses when the clinic opened.

Feng Xiao didn't dare to sit still, he hurriedly bowed and said: "Feng Xiao has seen the two princesses' highnesses."

Qi Shuya stretched out her hands to help her, with a small face, calm and dignified, she said: "Young Master Feng, you don't need to be formal, there is no princess in the medical center, only the medicine boy."

Concisely explained the identity, but also inadvertently exaggerated Lu Qing's identity.

This must be some kind of medical clinic that can make the two princesses willing to be medicine boys.

Feng Xiao didn't dare to think, let alone ask, and even had a sense of wrong place in his heart.

"Don't pay attention to them, Third Young Master Feng, please sit down, and Qiaoer will serve you tea." Qi Shuya squinted her wicked eyes, and knew that this arrogant little girl was superficially obedient to discipline, but she was secretly dark in her heart.

It wasn't too bad, and he started to make small trips for himself secretly.

Everyone was seated, except for Lu Qing who sat peacefully and peacefully.

The invisible pressure made Feng Xiao and others feel like they were sitting on pins and needles. After all, the two little princesses were standing straight behind Lu Qing.

After taking a sip of the tea that Qiaoer handed over, Lu Qing said calmly, "I don't intend to take care of your Fengfu's affairs."

The strong men breathed a sigh of relief, and they looked at her with a look of gratitude.

Hearing this, Feng Xiao on the side was a little anxious, and couldn't care less about other things, so he tugged at her sleeves vigorously.

"Pricking..." The sound of the brocade being torn was especially piercing in this silent medical hall.

Feng Xiao stared blankly at the rags at the corner of the sleeve at his fingertips. He obviously didn't use much force, so why did the clothes get torn, torn?

The veins on Lu Qing's forehead were throbbing, and he felt an evil fire surging out from the bottom of his heart, heading straight to the sky.

The small white fist was also clenched and released several times.

The strong man turned his head, not daring to look directly at his young master, he always felt that his young master might be beaten.

Even Qi Shuya, who was about to eat melon, opened her small mouth in shock, and her face of astonishment suddenly turned into a weird expression of wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

Lu Qing took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked at Feng Xiao coldly.

Almost gnashing his teeth, he said word by word: "Today's matter, I will come to the door in person to ask for an explanation in the future."

"Doctor Lu doesn't have to wait for the future. My brother was young and had no intention of being rude to Dr. Lu. Feng has made an apology to Doctor Lu on behalf of his brother." A soft and very magnetic male voice came from far to near.

With just one sentence, the deity came to her, bowed to her very solemnly and bowed deeply to the end.

Lu Qing looked at Feng Lian who bowed ninety degrees in front of him. This was also their second meeting.

one breath.

two breaths.

three breaths.

Lu Qing didn't speak, but Feng Lian kept a ninety-degree bowed posture, motionless.

Feng Xiao's eyelids jumped when he saw it, even if Lu Qing was standing behind King Linyuan, he should give him a three-point favor with the Feng family, after all, there are people in the Feng family in Qicheng, not rootless duckweed.

After a full ten breaths, Lu Qing slowly said: "Let's leave what's going on today and take your brother with you."

"Thank you, Doctor Lu." After thanking him, he straightened up.

Turning his head to the fidgeting Feng Xiao, he said, "Let's go, follow me home." There was no sense of blame at all, and the voice was so gentle that even he himself might not know it.

Feng Xiao resisted in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey his elder brother's words, so he could only look at Lu Qing with a sad face, pinched the corner of his clothes, and walked away step by step.

Qi Shuya saw that everyone had left, and Lu Qing was still sitting there with a thoughtful expression and rubbing his chin.

Hesitantly said: "Doctor Lu, why don't you go change your clothes?"

The meaning is obvious, she is very rude in a torn dress.

Lu Qing came back to his senses and hummed, but his mind was still thinking about the brothers of the Feng family.

She faintly felt that Feng Lian had a similar aura.

I don't know if it was her illusion.

……

Feng Lian boarded the carriage parked at the entrance of the medical hall, and waited for quite a while but no one got into the carriage.

He couldn't help but lifted the curtain of the car and urged: "Xiao, come up yet."

Looking at his brother's handsome ascetic face, Feng Lian wanted to tear off his disguise.

No matter how repulsive he was in his heart, how much he didn't want to ride in the same carriage with him, but behind him stood a group of servants staring at him eagerly.

It made him weak in humiliation, knowing that he couldn't escape, so he could only resign himself to his fate, and with the help of his servants, he climbed on the horse slowly.

In the carriage, Feng Lian sighed helplessly as he looked at his younger brother who was far away from him, leaning against the wall and unwilling to sit beside him.

"Feng Lian, don't look at me with your disgusting eyes." Every time Feng Lian looks at him like this, he feels ashamed of being stripped naked.

Feng Xiao's words were like a sharp knife, piercing his soft heart fiercely, gushing out large streams of scorching bright red.

Thinking about the next generation of power holders of Feng Lian's family, how many people have sharpened their heads and wanted to send people to his courtyard.

But he blocked them all mercilessly. He waited and endured for so many years.

What I got in exchange was: Disgusting!

My heart ached to the point of suffocation, but I still couldn't stop the madness and unwillingness in my heart.

The eyes that were originally full of tenderness gradually became sharp, even a little fierce and domineering.

Regardless of the whole person, he stood up abruptly and stepped forward, a pair of big hands tightly restraining Feng Xiao's wrist.

He lowered his body, and his thin lips gently curved into a wicked smile, "Xiao, you can say whatever you want, but you will never escape my grasp in your life."

The slightly cool lips passed by the ears, Feng Xiao's eyes widened nervously, and he held his breath, the touch from the tip of his ears made him feel goose bumps all over his body.

Feng Xiao roared angrily, "Feng, Feng Lian, let me go, let me go!"

His words did not bring about the desired result, but aggravated the other party's aggression.

A big hand grabbed his jaw roughly, forcing him to turn his head.

However, in the next moment, he only felt that the light in front of him dimmed, and his lips were wrapped in a burst of coldness.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Feng Xiao: "Feng Lian, you pervert."

Feng Lian: "You can scold if you want, anyway, I have enough of this vest."

Feng Xiao: "Don't come here again, if you take another step, I will call someone."

Feng Lian strode forward, "Shout, shout, no one will come to save you even if you shout out your throat, you are destined to be mine in this life."

Feng Xiao was imprisoned within a square inch by his strong arms, "Feng Lian, you are not afraid that I will hate you."

Feng Lian pressed down hard, "If you don't love me, then hate me, so you can never forget me for the rest of your life."

Feng Xiao burst into tears, "Feng Lian, you bastard."