There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 909 The miserable Mr. Zhou
Near Yang Mansion.

Inn.

In a certain wing.

The table is filled with wine and food.

Zhou Zhi, the son of Zhou Chengyu, the imperial physician of the Shu Palace, was drinking one cup after another. He was already tipsy and his face turned red.

To Zhou Zhi's left and right, there was a gorgeous woman sitting on each side. The two women kept teasing each other, laughing wildly, with arms and chests covered with snow, and the atmosphere was ambiguous and warm.

"I just don't accept it, why should she drive me away?"

Zhou Zhi stuck out his tongue, shook his head, and hooked his hands around the necks of the two women on the left and right.

He turned his head to the left and ate the food served by the woman on the left. Then he turned his head to the right and took a sip of the drink handed to him by the woman on the right.

After drinking the drink, he leaned to the right and slapped the woman on the right's face, causing the woman to dodge in a hurry, but in the end she couldn't.

Zhou Zhi was satisfied and continued with his tongue hanging out:

"What kind of thing is she? At most she's just... a princess of subjugation, but her airs... are bigger than a real princess!"

"When I was in Shu, even the princess of Shu didn't dare... to treat me like this. She had to be polite, and why did she... drive me out of the house overnight!"

"..."

The woman on the left smiled and said:
"Master, please don't be angry. Miss Yang has always been like this. No matter how talented or famous people are, she can hardly catch her eye. Why should you be angry about this, Master?"

The woman on the right also said:
"Young master, aren't you satisfied with us two sisters accompanying you tonight? Then Miss Yang is just showing off, and she is not worthy of your wrath."

"Hahahaha." Zhou Zhi hugged the two women tightly and said with a hearty smile: "You are right, what a princess from the previous dynasty, she is nothing, you two are a thousand times better than her!"

"Son..."

While the two women were happy, they naturally flattered them in every possible way.

Zhou Zhi took advantage of the drunkenness to vent his depression wantonly, and the room was full of laughter and liveliness.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

Boom boom boom!
Zhou Zhi was in high spirits and was about to kill everyone. The sudden knock on the door almost made him disarm on the spot.

"Who?"

He was furious, turned around and roared outside the house.

"Young Master, I'm the younger one." A young man's voice came from outside the door. He was Zhou Zhi's entourage.

"Didn't I tell you not to disturb him? You don't want to live anymore?" Zhou Zhi drank a few more drinks, and he lost his temper again. He was so angry that he even wanted to kill someone.

"Sir, the Yang Mansion has sent someone to invite you." The attendant hurriedly replied.

"Yang Mansion?" Zhou Zhi was startled. Under confusion and excitement, he almost woke up from the wine. He left the two beautiful women, turned around and walked out, smiling:
"It must be the person sent by Miss Yang. She must have changed her mind!"

"That's right, even though I don't know the Nine Needles of Huiyang, but in terms of medical skills, I'm still better than the imperial doctors from Nanchu... Humph, didn't you drive me away overnight? Didn't you want to invite me back in the end?"

"..."

Zhou Zhi looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, which can be described as high-spirited.

The two beautiful women were stunned, and they looked at each other. At the same time, they stepped forward to hold Zhou Zhi's hand and persuaded: "Master Zhou, don't go. Then the Yang family first drove away the young master, and then sent someone to invite him. Isn't it right?" The guest's way?"

Another woman also advised: "Young master, please stay. There are two of us sisters tonight. I guarantee that you will forget about Miss Yang..."

"roll!"

Zhou Zhi was thwarted, furious in his heart, and pushed away the two struggling women. He was so strong that the two women fell back and fell to the ground together.

"Who do you think you are?" Zhou Zhi pointed his tongue at the two women and scolded: "How dare you compare yourself to Miss Yang? Get out of my way!"

After speaking, Zhou Zhi turned and left.

……

The distance between the inn and Yang Mansion is not too far.

After a while, he returned to Yang Mansion and was led to Yang Gong's ward.

At this time, he was most likely sober.

The imperial doctor in Nanchu is really not good. After all, Mr. Yang Gong's illness still needs me to stabilize it... Zhou Zhi felt happy when he thought of the respect and courtesy the Yang family would show him after the matter was completed.

My heart feels as sweet as honey.

Although he could not completely cure Mr. Yang's disease with the Nine Needles of Returning Yang, it would still be a skill if he could temporarily stabilize Mr. Yang's condition with his superb medical skills.

Presumably, Yang Ruoxian will be impressed by him...

Finally, Zhou Zhi entered the ward in fantasy.

Looking up, he found that the room was full of people. He had seen the imperial doctors and people from the Yang family, but there were only three unfamiliar faces.

Zhou Zhi didn't pay attention. His eyes swept over the faces of Su Xian, Yang Zhilan and Zhou Wei. He walked straight to Yang Ruoxian, bowed and saluted:

"Miss Yang, I'm back. If Miss Yang has any instructions, please just ask. I will do my best to live up to the girl's trust!"

Yang Ruoxian was extremely sensitive. Although they were half a foot apart, she frowned and felt that there was a strange smell on Zhou Zhi.

That was... She frowned, it seemed to be the smell of powder on other women's bodies.

The smell seemed off-putting and cheap to her, since she rarely wore makeup or makeup.

Her beauty is natural, even without makeup, she is stunning. As for makeup, she hardly uses it, so she is very sensitive to the smell of other women's makeup.

It smells strong too!

It can make someone drunk to death!

This disgusted her...

Furthermore, this smell of powder comes from Zhou Zhi, a grown man. What does it mean?What did Zhou Zhi do after leaving Yang Mansion?
Yang Ruoxian felt nauseated in her heart.

But because of Yang Gong's illness, she had no choice but to take half a step back, suppressing the nausea in her heart, and said coldly:
"Mr. Zhou, do you have the silver needle you used just now with you?"

"Bring it."

Although Zhou Zhi was a little surprised, why didn't Yang Ruoxian directly ask him to diagnose and treat Mr. Yang Gong? Instead, he asked what Lao Shizi's silver needle was?

But he didn't think too much, and hurriedly took out the package of silver needles, bowed at the waist, and handed it over respectfully with both hands.

Yang Ruoxian wrinkled her nose, enduring the strong and intoxicating smell of powder, and took a step forward.

Slowly stretching out her snow-white jade hand, with her thumb and index finger like onion segments, pinched the corner of the bag of silver needles with great disgust, and gently lifted it up.

Just like that, she twisted the package of silver needles between her two fingers, raised her orchid fingers, and quickly took two steps back to distance herself.

The disgust is beyond words.

Zhou Zhiyin kept his bowed posture and did not see the scene where Yang Ruoxian was extremely disgusted. He was still imagining in his heart that Yang Ruoxian should beg him personally...

However, after a few breaths, there was silence in the room.

Zhou Zhi raised his head in confusion. After seeing clearly what was going on in the room, he was immediately at a loss. He felt as if he had knocked over a condiment bottle, with mixed emotions in his heart.

What did he see?
It turned out that after Yang Ruoxian took the pack of silver needles from his hand, he did not personally beg him to save Mr. Yang as he expected, but instead walked lightly to another person.

The point is, it's still a man!
That man is so damn... handsome!
Much more heroic than him.

What's going on here?

Zhou Zhi was filled with doubts. What did it mean that Yang Ruoxian ran to another man instead of begging him?
unknown.

He could only stare there, burning with jealousy.

"Here you go, this is the special silver needle."

Yang Ruoxian's tone was still very cold.

As she spoke, her hand was gently brought to Su Xian's side, still holding the package of silver needles between her two fingers. It seemed that the package of silver needles was dirty and she didn't want to touch it too much.

At this time, Yang Ruoxian was only two feet away from Su Xian. She paid special attention and found that Su Xian did not have the scent of women's powder on his body.

It's very fresh and natural. She can breathe boldly and freely without worrying about being drunk and dizzy.

On the contrary, she still likes to have contact with Su Xian, even though he is a liar...

"Thank you!"

Su Xian didn't dislike the package of silver needles and reached out to take it.

After all, when it comes to the relationship between master and sect, he should call Zhou Zhi his master...brother.

"You have the silver needle now. If you continue to shirk it, you must know the consequences of deceiving and fooling my Yang family!" Yang Ruoxian threatened coldly.

The cold temperament is fully displayed.

It's really like an iceberg.

"Xian'er, don't be rude!" Yang Zong frowned and scolded loudly.

"Dad, there is no need to be angry. If this person is really capable and can alleviate the uncle's condition even a little bit, my daughter will definitely apologize in person!" Yang Ruoxian said loudly.

"It's not too late. We have the silver needle now, so let's get started." Su Xian looked calm and ignored Yang Ruoxian. He turned around and walked to Yang Gong's bed.

Yang Zong, Yang Ruoxian, imperial doctors, key members of the Yang family, etc. all gathered around...

Zhou Zhi was still standing there, and he gradually realized that the scholar who was more handsome than him was actually a doctor?
The Yang Mansion invited him back just to... provide the silver needle! ?

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhi looked grim.

Think of him, Zhou Zhi, the son of Zhou Chengyu, the royal physician of the Shu Palace. He came from far away from Shu, thousands of miles away, just to give people silver needles?
Who is he now?
Zhou Zhi was furious, coupled with Fang Cai's jealousy, causing his blood to surge and he almost had an attack on the spot.

Fortunately, Yang Ruoxian was also cold towards the scholar and did not seem to like him. This made him calm down a little and decided to wait and see what would happen.

His father, Zhou Chengyu, the imperial physician of the Shu Palace, was quite proficient in the Huiyang Nine Acupuncture technique. He once told him that he was the only one in the world who knew this acupuncture technique, and it was his unique skill!

Zhou Zhi studied hard but failed to learn it.

He also asked his father, is there really no other person in the world who is proficient in Huiyang Nine Needles?
Zhou Chengyu pondered for a long time, seemingly lost in thought, and finally said: "Yes, except for me, no one in the world is proficient in this acupuncture technique!"

Therefore, Zhou Zhi is very confident.

He decided to endure it for a while longer, and then come back to "clean up the mess" after the scholar revealed his secret.

By then, I'm not afraid that Yang Ruoxian won't look at him differently!
At this time, preparations for acupuncture have been completed.

Su Xian took out the silver needle, which was in his hand.

Seeing this scene, the imperial doctors of Southern Chu shrank their eyes at the same time.

Before, they were waiting to see Su Xian's joke. They thought that this man was a pure liar and he would definitely not know how to perform acupuncture. They would know it at a glance.

But who would have thought that this person is really famous, and his acupuncture technique is extremely standard.

Imperial doctors have been immersed in medical skills for decades, so they can naturally see the secrets.

Haha, are all liars so powerful nowadays?It was indeed a bluff... After the imperial doctors were surprised for a while, they soon sneered again and again.

So what if I know how to acupuncture?

It is true that Mr. Yang's condition can improve. They are all waiting for Su Xian's failure to deal with the scum who "pretends to practice medicine"!

Yang Zong, Yang Ruoxian, and everyone in the Yang family have different thoughts...

But until Su Xian finished the acupuncture, no one made a sound to disturb him.

Su Xian put away the silver needle, sat on the stool in front of the hospital bed, and began to diagnose Yang Gong's pulse. Soon, the pulse diagnosis was completed, and he slowly stood up and faced everyone, his face still calm.

"Mr. Su, how is the effect?" Yang Zong asked immediately. Wang Qian behind him slowly shook the feather fan in his hand, silent, as if deep in thought.

"Hmph." Yang Ruoxian snorted secretly and waved to the outside of the house. In an instant, many strong guards gathered outside the house, surrounding them layer by layer.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Zhou Zhi looked disdainful. In order to attract Yang Ruoxian's attention, he deliberately said it loudly so that everyone in the room could hear clearly.

As expected, Yang Ruoxian glanced sideways at him, and Zhou Zhi was immediately overjoyed. He thought that by stepping on this person, he could win Yang Ruoxian's favor, so he became even more enthusiastic.

The imperial doctors looked proud. The leader with white hair and beard stood up, stared at Su Xian and asked:

"Young student? What you just used was the legendary Nine Needles of Returning Yang?"

"Not bad!" Su Xian looked confident and said with a smile:
"Mr. Yang has been ill for a long time. Although one or two courses of treatment are effective, they are not enough to cure him. Mr. Yang, I estimate that it will take half a month. He will need to be pricked once a day in the morning and evening."

"No problem, I'm here to help Mr. Su." Yang Zong also felt very guilty, but before he knew whether Yang Gong had improved or not, he had to treat him with courtesy.

"Hahahaha..." The white-haired and white-bearded imperial doctor looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "In that case, I must take Mr. Yang's pulse."

"Please." Su Xian directly moved away from the bedside position.

"Young man, you are very confident!" The imperial doctor nodded, then shook his head and said:

"I will leave my words here. If you, this young man, can use the Nine Needles of Huiyang to relieve Mr. Yang's condition even a little bit, I will worship you as my teacher!"

"If it doesn't work at all, young man, don't blame me for bullying the young. In Nanchu, we will never allow a liar like you to appear!"

The rest of the imperial physicians also shouted: "That's right, if you are really proficient in Huiyang Nine Needles, I will all regard you as my teacher!"

Zhou Zhi laughed and said:

"It's impossible. If this person can alleviate Mr. Yang's condition, I will immediately return to Shu and concentrate on studying medicine without taking a step out of the study!"

Su Xian ignored the group of imperial doctors, only looked at Zhou Zhi with a look of regret, and advised:
"Brother Zhou, why are you doing this? Why would you risk the rest of your life for such a trivial matter?"

Zhou Zhi looked disdainful, without even looking at Su Xian, he just looked at Yang Ruoxian and said:
"I reiterate once again, if Mr. Yang's condition is relieved, I will return to Shu immediately and stay in the study for the rest of my life to study medicine!"

"Brother Zhou, I advise you to think again. After all, there is a god three feet above your head. You cannot say such things." Su Xian continued to advise.

Zhou Zhi was very excited, looked at Yang Ruoxian and swore: "If I take a step out of the study, I will be struck by lightning and die!"

"Hey!" Su Xian shook his head. He was really speechless, so he stopped trying to persuade him and just fulfilled his duty as a senior. Then he looked at the old imperial doctor and said with a smile:

"Please check Mr. Yang's pulse."

"Humph!"

The old imperial doctor with white hair and beard strode to Yang Gong's bed, closed his eyes and began to diagnose his pulse.

At this moment, everyone is holding their breath and waiting for the result.

Yang Ruoxian secretly raised a small hand. Once the pulse diagnosis results were announced, the small hand would be waved down heavily, and the guards outside the house would also file in to catch the liar.

After some time.

The old imperial doctor with white hair and beard suddenly opened his clear eyes. His old face was full of shock. He seemed to be in disbelief and murmured to himself:
"How could this be? It's impossible..."

(End of this chapter)