After pinching the tyrant's peach blossoms, I was favored

Chapter 162 I'm Really Not Angry

"My lord, Xiao Song is no longer the father-in-law of Chengyang Palace, he is now the imperial doctor of our imperial hospital."

When Ouyang Li introduced to Si Yuelin, he once again put his arms around Song Ran's shoulders, speaking in a tone of pride and embarrassment.

Song Ran: "..."

Si Yuelin: "..."

When he explained, he explained, what is it like to use hands and feet?
Song Ran clenched her back teeth, she really wanted to take advantage of a dark and windy night to secretly chop off Ouyang Li's paw.

"Wait a minute, Song Gong... No, the Song imperial physician actually knows medical skills?" Si Yuelin yelled as if he had discovered something shocking.

"I just read some medical books, so I know a little bit." Song Ran said embarrassingly.

"Physician Song, don't be humble. If you can work in the Imperial Hospital, you must have good medical skills." Si Yuelin waved his hand, and he believed that Song Ran was self-effacing.

"However, this king is really shocked. Brother Wang is willing to let you go." He rubbed his chin again and said in a strange tone.

On that day, he had seen Brother Wang and Song Ran get along, logically speaking, Brother Wang should trust Song Ran very much, why would he let him come to Tai Hospital?

"The emperor didn't want to waste talents, so he sent Xiao Song here." Ouyang Li hurriedly explained.

As a result, Si Yuelin glanced at him, and said with a slightly disgusted tone: "Prince Ouyang, do you really think that the Imperial Hospital is a good place to fulfill your ambitions and display your talents? This king just praised the Imperial Hospital, just a polite word, Don't take it too seriously..."

Ouyang Li: "..."

The royals are really annoying when they talk!

Seeing that Si Yuelin was going to continue chatting with them, Song Ran had no choice but to ask quickly, "King Dongling, I just saw you, and I seem to be asking for some medicine from Ouyang Taiyi? Are you feeling unwell?"

"By the way, is this king here to find medicine?" Si Yuelin's face immediately became serious when thinking of his purpose of coming here, "This king didn't sleep all night last night, so this king must take some medicine to fall asleep."

It was only at this time that Song Ran realized that there were serious bruises under his eyes.

"My lord? Why can't you sleep at night? How about I give you a pulse." When Ouyang Li heard this, his face became tense, and he looked very serious. He stretched out his hand and wanted to give Si Yue a pulse. Lin felt the pulse.

But Si Yuelin shook his head firmly.

"No, it's not about my health."

It's not a physical problem, so what's the problem?
Rarely, Song Ran and Ouyang Li had the same puzzled look on their faces.

Seeing their puzzled looks, Ouyang Li took a deep breath, and said, "When I closed my eyes last night, I felt countless hands pinching my neck, which made me dare not fall asleep all night."

"My lord, aren't you suffering from hysteria?" Ouyang Li asked in a strange tone.

"I don't know, who made my current palace a haunted house? I can't tell whether it's because of my hysteria or something else, so I want to take some medicine to see..."

Si Yuelin scratched her hair and said depressingly.

His palace was newly established, and there were not many servants in the palace, let alone a doctor, so if there was a small problem, he had to come to the palace for help.

Hearing Si Yuelin's words, Song Ran and Ouyang Li only remembered at this time that this master bought a mansion built on a mass grave because Si Jingrui tricked him...

It's also weird.

"My lord, I'm going to prescribe some calming medicine for you. If it doesn't work, you'd better find a mage." Ouyang Li touched his arm with goosebumps, and said in a low voice.

Finally, the two men ran to the front yard to get the medicine, and Song Ran could breathe a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Si Yuelin and Ouyang Li are so familiar.

And Si Yuelin didn't have any airs, he didn't look like a prince.

But when her mind recalled that a certain Dongling King had been an oiran in Yixianglou, she understood...

It's not surprising that Si Yuelin and Ouyang Li have a good relationship.

None of the members of the Si family are normal!

Taking a deep breath, Song Ran suppressed his depression.

She turned around, pushed open the door, and took some of her bundles in.

Now, she doesn't know what to do, she can only take one step at a time.

"Physician Song." Just as Song Ran was putting her things on the bed and was about to tidy up, suddenly a female voice came from behind her.

When she looked back, she saw An Luan standing at the door.

"An Luan, why are you here?" Song Ran hurried in, pulled her in, and asked anxiously.

"Physician Song, you are in such a hurry, it makes me, a young lady, so nervous." An Luan said shyly.

Song Ran rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Come on, you already know my gender, so don't say such weird and disgusting things."

Song Ran glanced outside and found that no one was following her, so she hurriedly asked, "Why did you enter the palace? It's dangerous here, don't you know?"

"Of course I know it's dangerous, but I've been hiding outside. Seeing the people of the Ning family live so well, I'm really not happy..." An Luan said in a low tone.

"You really entered the palace to take revenge?" Song Ran frowned at An Luan.

"Otherwise, on Ning Qingyi's birthday the day after tomorrow, Ning Feng will definitely come. If I can't kill him, I will make him suffer a little bit, so as to relieve my hatred."

Because of the memory of those bloody feuds, An Luan's fingers tightly gripped the table next to her, which was scratched deeply by her.

"Then you enter the palace, the emperor..."

"Of course your emperor allowed it, otherwise, how could I come in so easily?" An Luan had already controlled her killing intent, she asked Song Ran back with a smile.

Her family's emperor?

How did that tyrant belong to her family?
"I heard that you were kicked out by your emperor?" An Luan sat down on the chair next to him, and asked slowly.

"That's not called rushing, he asked me to be an imperial physician, saying that I was a eunuch serving people who were poor." Song Ran snorted coldly, and then began to refute An Luan.

"Oh...why I don't think you are very happy, as if you are reluctant to leave your emperor." An Luan crossed her arms, she teased.

Song Ran: "Where did you see that I am unhappy?"

She slapped heavily on the table next to her, and then refuted An Luan loudly.

"Look..." An Luan pointed to the crumbling table that was slapped by Song Ran.

Song Ran: "..."

"Well, I'm really unhappy, but it's not because he chased me away, but because of some other reasons." Song Ran raised her hand and gestured anxiously.

Because she left the tyrant, her mission could not be carried out, and she was very depressed.

"Anyway, I'm not angry because he drove me away, and I don't care about his attitude towards me, nor why he asked me to leave Chengyang Palace, do you understand?"

Song Ran wanted to prove himself with an almost crazy voice.

"Oh, I get it, you're just upset." An Luan raised his eyebrows, calmly expressing that he understood.

"No, I mean, I'm not angry because he drove me away, let alone because I don't care about him, do you understand?" Song Ran continued to be mad.

"I, I get it, you're just upset." An Luan nodded again.

Song Ran: "..."

Why did she feel that her explanation was so feeble.

(End of this chapter)