Crossing the Nongmen: The Space of Doctor Women is on fire!

Chapter 290

"I am also a prince after all, how can I not be regarded as a nobleman?"

Yang Jinfan raised his eyebrows and nodded.

That's right, the unfavored prince is also a prince, as long as he is the emperor's son, he is a nobleman.

Feng Yiyao seemed to think of something suddenly: "Hey, by the way, junior sister, I just vaguely heard that old doctor say that his surname is Zhou, what's his name?"

"Zhou Jinliang, what's the matter?"

Feng Yiyao rubbed his temples, feeling something flashed through his head, too fast to grasp.

"Hiss! Why do I feel like I've heard this name before, as if I've heard it when I was very young."

Huai Jun raised his hand and gave him a slap on the back of the head: "Pull it down, you lived in the palace most of the time when you were very young, where did you hear such a person?"

Feng Yiyao thought about it carefully, it seemed that he had not only heard of it, but also seen it. As for where he saw it, he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Where was he taken?"

Huai Gu Jun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "What's wrong, you still want to see him?"

Feng Yiyao nodded with a serious expression.

"I have a feeling that this is not a simple character, and there should be news about him that I didn't expect."

Yang Jinfan frowned slightly: "It's been so long since I've been in Xiarui City, and although I've known the old man for a long time, he never talked about his experience, nor did I ask about it. Now that I think about it carefully, although his medical skills are not as good as Guihun's Gu’s is not bad after all, compared to those ordinary doctors, the techniques and prescriptions are top-notch.”

"The methods and prescriptions are top-notch..."

Feng Yiyao muttered, his head hurting more and more.

Method...prescription...

He suddenly opened his eyes wide: "I remembered! When my concubine mother was pregnant, an imperial doctor surnamed Zhou adjusted her body. At that time, when I heard concubine mother chatting with Aunt Yu Ruo, I laughed and said that in the future, the child Let the Imperial Physician Zhou deliver the baby. The Imperial Physician Zhou has a unique way of confinement. When Aunt Yu Ruo gave birth to Anian, it was the Imperial Physician Zhou who conditioned her body. My mother and concubine gave birth to me as well. "

When Feng Yiyao said this, Huai Gu Jun put away his foolish look, and his expression gradually became serious.

"It's just that the surname is the same. There are so many people with the same surname in the world, so don't jump to conclusions."

Yang Jinfan reminded that she felt that there were many coincidences in the world, but the probability of such a coincidence should be very small.

"Do you still remember what that doctor Zhou you saw looked like?"

Feng Yiyao pursed his lips, not sure.

"It's been too long, and I was too young at that time. Even if I fully remember his appearance, it's still blurry now. But I remember his eyes. The eyes and eyes of that doctor Zhou are very unique. If I meet again, I should still recognize it."

Huai Gujun sat down at the tea table, poured himself a cup of tea, and also poured a cup for Yang Jinfan.

He picked up the teacup, but didn't drink it. He just watched a piece of unfiltered tea float up and down in the cup.

"He was waiting for news from Afan in a side room outside the station. I sent two capable guards to guard him. Do you want to see him now?"

Feng Yiyao waved his hand: "How do you see me now? I'm a comatose, weak nobleman who can't take care of himself. Even if I wake up, at least it will be tomorrow."

"Then ask Ah Fan to bring him over tomorrow?"

"No, you have someone arrange a room for them and take care of them. Just say that the nobleman is not awake and the doctor is not allowed to leave. At noon tomorrow, I will naturally 'wake up'."

"Okay, I'll let people go..."

Before the word "arrangement" was uttered, Gu Jun looked at the door, and Yang Jinfan and Feng Yiyao also sensed that something was wrong outside, and their nerves were tense.

"Someone is here, go back and lie down."

With a flash of his body, Feng Yiyao immediately returned to the bed and lay down. Yang Jinfan sat back on the side of the bed and took the posture of feeling his pulse.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door, and Gu Jun Huai said coldly, "Who is it?"

"Returning to the general, it is Mr. Wu, the magistrate of Ezhou, who brought all the officials of Ezhou, big and small, including Mr. Fan Zizheng, who has just received the title of Jin."

Hearing the word "Fan Zizheng", Huai Gu Jun's whole aura changed.

"Why are you here at this time, why did you go earlier!"

The guards outside looked at each other in blank dismay, the major general is too irritable, how should he answer this?

One encouraged the other, but one of them bit the bullet and said: "Major General, Mr. Wu said that he led officials from all Ezhou to plead guilty."

The three people in the room all snorted, a group of drunken and rice bags will only be treated as an afterthought!

He also pleaded guilty, obviously because he wanted to blame himself.

"Let them wait. If you are impatient, just kneel and wait. Your nobleman is dying now. Let them pray for your nobleman. Sincerity will help you."

"Yes."

The two guards seemed to run away to spread the message.

Feng Yiyao opened his eyes and said, "I said, can you hope that I will get well? I told you that my life is in danger. Do you want to prepare the coffin for me next time?"

Huai Jun glanced at him calmly, and smiled viciously: "It's not impossible."

"you!"

Feng Yiyao was so angry that he couldn't speak. Ever since he recovered from his illness, the lovely A Nian had disappeared, but now this guy is getting angry every day.

Yang Jinfan looked at Huai Gujun, lamenting his changes over the years.

More and more vicious.

"Since everyone is here, let's go meet and listen to how they sing."

Huai Gu Jun looked embarrassed, but nodded in agreement.

"It's time to go and see, to see how these people clean themselves up."

Huai Gu Jun gritted his molars and glanced at Yang Jinfan.

He really wants to see what the pig mentioned in the master's letter looks like. He has the guts of a bear and dares to play Afan's idea!
Huai Gujun lifted his feet and left, Feng Yiyao let out a long sigh, and said without thinking: "You have committed a crime!"

Yang Jinfan didn't know why, so he didn't ask, and slapped him on the back: "Lie down, apply the needle."

Feng Yiyao cried bitterly: "No, I'm not sick!"

……

Mr. Huai Gu came to the main hall of the post station, there was a group of officials standing densely in the main hall, one or two of them had lowered eyebrows and were pleasing to the eye, like quails.

The corners of Huai Gujun's lips twitched invisibly, quite capable of pretending.

He glanced over, and there was only one person standing straight, without squinting. He was wearing a light crimson official robe, with a silver fish bag around his waist, and no ivory wat in his hand, but he had an outstanding temperament. He looked like an upright official who cared about the people. .

Jun Huai raised his eyebrows. This is the head of all the officials, the youngest fifth-rank official in Beifeng Country——Fan Zizheng.

He raised his voice, and his tone was quite arrogant and angry: "Where is the prefect of Ezhou?"

An official hidden in the crowd stood tremblingly in front of the people, and his hand was still trembling in greeting.

"It's the lower officer."

Huai Jun glanced at him casually, walked up to him, and said coldly, "Raise your head."

Master Wu was startled, and slowly raised his head.

Huai Gu Jun raised his foot and kicked at him, Mr. Wu was caught off guard and fell to the ground, and all the officials were scared back desperately.

The atmosphere in the hall was unusually quiet.

(End of this chapter)