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

After about one stick of incense, the servant girl who went out to inquire about the news came back.

Rong Lan couldn't wait to ask: "Quickly tell me, what did she do?"

The servant girl didn't know why and said, "Miss Rong Zhi has been taking good care of the Elder Master recently. She feeds and medicines herself every day, and chats with the Elder Master to relieve boredom. The rest of the time is spent in the room embroidering, making clothes, shoes and socks."

"It's only when I go to see Dr. Bo that I dress up and leave the house."

Waving her hand to signal the servant girl to back down, Rong Lan sneered in her heart.

It turned out that the crux was here.

Wanting to use this as a help to fight against oneself is a bit too overwhelming.

But after thinking about it, there was a little smile on his brows and eyes.

I heard from two maids before that Rong Zhi's injury is not serious, and she will definitely not leave the house in a short time, but let her monopolize Bo Junran's time,

With her skills, she is more than enough to deal with a doctor, and it just happens to dispel some of her father's petty thoughts that shouldn't exist.

Thinking of this, Rong Lan was in a good mood, dressed up beautifully and went out.

……

After a busy day at the hospital, Bo Junran returned to a small courtyard with two entrances that he bought a few days ago.

Since there was no shortage of manpower in Lu Qing's side, the drug boy who had been following him was useless and could only stay in the small courtyard every day to do sweeping work.

After finally looking forward to bringing him back, the drug boy hurriedly stepped forward to take the medicine box, followed him and asked, "What did you gain today?"

Bo Junran walked into the room, first poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it with a "gudong gudong".

Stretching out his hand to wipe his face, covering up the disgust in his eyes, he said with a tired face: "I'm so busy every day, I finally waited until Rong Jinsi came back, but it's time for the medical clinic to close."

"I haven't said a few words, I have to say goodbye and leave, how do you tell me to get to know people and find opportunities."

What he said was half true and half false, anyway, the drug boy didn't follow him all day to watch, so it was up to him to say what he wanted to say.

The drug boy said suspiciously: "Oh? Is that so? Why did I hear that Rong Jinsi didn't deal with affairs at Rongji Restaurant in the afternoon, but went back to the medical hall to accompany Lu Qing instead?"

"Doctor Bo, don't you think that if the villain is not by your side, you can do everything you want and do nothing for money!"

Hearing this, Bo Junran groaned secretly in his heart, wondering how he knew that Rong Jinsi had stayed in the medical clinic all afternoon?

But he is not stupid, how could he admit it directly.

Instead, he insisted, "Put P, ​​I've been busy at the clinic all day, and you said that Rong Jinsi returned to the clinic, why didn't I see you?"

"Come on, follow me to the clinic for a question!" As he said that, he grabbed Yaotong's wrist and pulled it out angrily.

Yaotong didn't dare to go with him to meet Rong Jinsi, if someone knew his identity, let alone one of his collateral descendants would be doomed, even his branch would be doomed.

She no longer dared to confront his toughness, so she took the initiative to soften her tone and said with a smile: "Don't, don't, Doctor Bo, don't be impulsive. I just happened to see a woman who looks like Rong Jinsi enter the medical clinic."

"I thought it was her, but I didn't expect the little one to be wrong. I wrongly blamed Dr. Bo. I hope you have a lot of adults. Don't be as knowledgeable as the little one."

Listening to his self-justification there, Bo Junran's heart was hanging, and he finally put it back in his stomach.

It was so dangerous that he was almost blown up!

As expected of a dog raised by a rich family, his brain is more general than that of ordinary people.

After this incident, Bo Junran will have to be more careful in his actions in the future. If he doesn't pay attention, he will be bitten severely by a dog hiding in the dark.

He snorted coldly, shook off Yaoboy's wrist, and sat down angrily.

Yaotong looked at his back with resentment in his eyes, wishing that he would be torn alive.

However, Bo Junran, who had his back turned to him, was thinking about how to deal with his persecution in the future.

The two master and servant were silent with each other's thoughts, and the room fell into an eerie tranquility.

……

Hospital, small hospital.

In the middle of the night, a snow-white carrier pigeon flapped its wings and landed on the window sill, its short beak skillfully combing the snow-white feathers on its back.

Hearing the sound, Lu Qing quietly opened his eyes, and carefully pulled out the arm that was pillowed by Rong Jinsi.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, there was no sign of waking up.

Only then did he lightly get out of bed, casually approve some clothes, open the door and go out.

Grab the carrier pigeon on the window sill, untie the letter box from its tiny claws, and take a look at the note inside, and can't help but frown.

She really didn't expect that rectifying the elders of the six clans would not be enough to ring the alarm bells for some people with ulterior motives.

She even dared to give her paws to her little Sisi, because she felt that Xiao Sisi had no one to back her up and was easy to bully, or she regarded Lu Qing as a dead person.

Clenching the note in his hand tightly, Lu Qing's brows and eyes were full of murderous aura.

Since you are not benevolent, don't blame me for being unrighteous!

She strode to the study room, lit the candles, picked up the pen, licked the ink, and wrote vigorously, painting with golden hooks and silver, penetrating through the back of the paper.

Like an unsheathed sword, murderous.

Put the written reply into the letter box and let the pigeon fly, watching it fly farther and farther until it disappears into the vast night sky.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The medical center opened to receive patients as usual, while Lu Qing was lying on the rocking chair at the door with a teapot, drinking tea while basking in the sun.

Qi Shuya moved a small bench obediently, and sat aside to study medical books.

Only when encountering important points and difficulties that I can't understand, will I frown and ask with a serious face.

Lu Qing took the medical skills she handed over, and put it aside casually, "I said Shuya, don't read medical books all the time, otherwise you will become a little nerd."

"Proper rest and relaxation can help improve concentration and learning speed."

"Teacher, I'm not tired yet, I'll rest when I'm tired." Qi Shuya insisted.

"Are you going to disobey the teacher's order?" She pretended to be angry.

Qi Shuya pursed her lips, knowing that the teacher was bluffing again.

But the teacher's order is hard to disobey, she can only sit helplessly on the small bench, propping her chin with her hands, watching the street with people coming and going in a daze.

Seeing her bored demo, Lu Qing had the urge to cover her face.

Is this for fun?

This is clearly in a daze, okay?

It is even conceivable what kind of life she has lived in the palace for 12 years.

She doesn't have the childhood fun that children should have.

Children should not be young and mature, but she has learned ten percent of it.

Well-behaved and obedient, it makes people feel distressed.

Where can I still lie down, raised my hand and touched her little head, and subconsciously slowed down my tone: "Go, I will take you and Yun'er to eat delicious food for the teacher."

"Teacher, can you not go? I still have a few pages to finish." She said without interest, but she never forgot about medical books.

Lu Qing was so angry that his breath stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

Almost from the gap between his teeth, he spit out five words one by one, "If you don't go, you will go!"

Unable to beat the teacher, Qi Shuya could only resign herself to her fate and find her younger sister.

When Xiao Baozi heard that there was something delicious, he was happy to be three feet tall. He held his sister's hand and asked in a loud voice, "Where will my sister take us to eat delicious food?"

"What's delicious?"

"Are there pineapple cakes, glutinous rice cakes, preserved apricots and candied fruit that Yun'er likes?"

"Still go to a restaurant?"

……

Countless questions made Qi Shuya's head explode.

She stopped abruptly, and looked at Qi Shuyun with stern eyes.

Xiao Baozi has good eyesight, and immediately saw that his sister was angry.

He quickly stretched out his hand to hold his small mouth, his big watery eyes seemed to be saying: I will stop talking, really stop talking.

Qi Shuya then turned her head and led her towards Lu Qing.

Lu Qing took a panoramic view of the interaction between the little sisters, and said a little funny: "Little greedy cat, you have been attacked by your sister, let's see if you talk too much."

The little bun turned his head arrogantly and snorted, not wanting to talk to her.

She didn't care either, she slipped the bag over the little bun and hugged her in her arms, letting her angrily ignore herself, holding Qi Shuya with the other hand.

One big and two young, wandering aimlessly on the street, buying some snacks for them when they come across them.

Before he knew it, he walked to the largest market in Linyuan City.

It's only a street away from Bo Junran's rented courtyard.

She looked up at the sky, the time was just right, and with an intriguing smile on her lips, she walked into a herbal tea shop.

Without waiting for Xiao Er to come forward to greet him, he said directly: "Xiao Er, here are three bowls of herbal tea and a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

"Okay, wait a moment, guest officer, I'll be here right away!" Xiaoer yelled.

Putting the two small snacks on the table, seeing how sweet they were eating, Lu Qing also took a piece of preserved fruit and threw it into his mouth to chew slowly.

Not to mention that the food without any additives in ancient times is delicious, the original taste is moderately sweet and sour, and it is very competitive.

After she ate one piece, she wanted to reach out for the second piece. How could she be a small bun that wanted to protect her food? She had already taken advantage of her unpreparedness to hold half a bag of preserved fruit in her arms. eat.

Small eyes like a wolf guard, as if she was afraid that others would rob her.

At Lu Qing's age, he couldn't really compete with the children for food, so he patted the residue on his hands.

After a while, the herbal tea she wanted came, "Don't eat too much sweets, it's bad for your teeth, take these things home and eat slowly."

Qi Shuya obediently asked for a cup of water to rinse her mouth, and took small sips of herbal tea.

……

Bo Junran's drug boy had eaten lunch as usual, and bought vegetables and meat for dinner when he went out.

He carried a basket to the market closest to his residence, saw that the bamboo shoots were quite fresh, and asked, "How do you sell these bamboo shoots?"

The old woman selling bamboo shoots said: "Two copper coins for one, five copper coins for three."

The medicine boy knelt down, picked and picked among the old woman's bamboo baskets, and picked the three largest ones and put them into the bamboo baskets hanging on his arms.

After giving Tongzi, continue to move forward. If you have bamboo shoots, you can buy some pork. In the evening, you can make fried pork with bamboo shoots and a bowl of egg drop soup, which is enough for Bo Junran to eat.

I still have two eggs at home, so I don’t need to buy any more.

While he was thinking about it, he didn't even notice that a drunk man in a blue shirt walked towards him staggeringly with his footsteps shaky.

She didn't look up either, just thinking about her own business.

The two bumped into each other impartially, and the man in the blue shirt was bumped by him, and fell straight backwards.

"Ouch, my head!"

The man in the blue shirt cried out in pain, covering the back of his head with his right hand, and the bright red blood continuously overflowed from his fingers.