Reborn as a farmhouse concubine, she raises a prince and is busy farming

Chapter 147 Recovering memory again

Lin Qianshi's body trembled and she hurried to the kitchen, "If I don't leave, I will cook for you!"

Mrs. Lin Zhang watched Mr. Lin's back and then looked at Lin Ming. She gritted her teeth and took Lin Ming's hand into the west wing.

That night, Yuan Jing's sleep was unusually restless, his brows furrowed, and he kept mumbling to himself.

"Your Majesty...if you don't have any talent, just try your best to be seen by others."

"You are my favorite child, and you carry a heavier burden than others, you know."

"The northwest area has been plagued by wars all year round. I don't trust others to go, so just go."

On the battlefield, swords have no eyes, rivers of blood flow, and corpses are everywhere.

The howling wind sounded like the wail of a dead soldier, echoing in Yuan Jing's ears for a long time.

His whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and Yuan Jing suddenly woke up from his nightmare.

He seemed to remember something, but he seemed not to remember clearly.

In the dream, there was a person he was talking to who seemed to have a special emotion for him. All of this was because of that person.

But who is that person?

The face of the man in the dream was also blurry.

Yuan Jing frowned slightly, but couldn't fall asleep again after lying down, so he simply walked into the yard.

Lin Hongwu was so excited that he couldn't sleep because of the gift his sister brought back. When he saw Yuan Jing sitting in the yard, he came over and said, "Brother, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Yuan Jing heard the sound and turned to look at Lin Hongwu: "I had a dream."

"I know, Yanyuan often had nightmares in the past. Going to the temple on the back mountain and worshiping it will help. Brother, do you need me to accompany you? It's very effective."

The world of children is simple and straightforward. Yuan Jing smiled and touched Lin Hongwu's head: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I really like the pen my sister picked for me. I was a little too excited, so I couldn't sleep."

"Your sister will buy it for you in the future. Why are you so excited?"

"You don't understand. Although it's not the first time that my sister has given me a gift, this is the first time that she has given me such an expensive gift. I like it very much, so naturally I want to keep it by my side and cherish it, just like the wooden hairpin that my sister wore on my head before. .”

Lin Hongwu tilted his head and looked at Yuan Jing, "Because the hairpin was given by my brother!"

The hosta he bought suddenly appeared in Yuan Jing's mind.

Lin Hongwu nodded. Seeing this, Yuan Jing's eyes widened: "Does your sister really like that wooden hairpin?"

Lin Hongwu responded, "Of course! Our family has some money now, but my sister doesn't buy more expensive jewelry. If you don't really like that wooden hairpin, why do you wear it every day?"

Yuan Jing's heartbeat accelerated, and some pleasant emotions surged in his heart.

However, does the hosta he just bought still need to be given away?

In the room, Lin Chujiu tossed and turned.

Although the medical clinic has been open for several days, there are only a few people visiting the clinic. Most people come to ask the doctor's consultation time first, and then decide whether to come for medical treatment.

Although she has a wealth of medical knowledge and practical experience, she has never been trusted by people.

Although Lin Chujiu tries to convince himself on the surface, Chinese medicine is more popular as we age compared to other medical professions.

It is generally believed that as you age, doctors are able to see more and are therefore more trustworthy. However, when he found that no one came to see him, Lin Chujiu still felt a little depressed.

She is still thinking about when will she realize her ambition?

As the sky grew brighter, Lin Chujiu opened his eyes and found that he had overslept. Apparently, she was entangled in various thoughts last night, which caused her to sleep too late. Lin Chujiu got up in a hurry to wash up and have breakfast, but her eyes looked confused and she was obviously absent-minded.

Yuan Jing cast a glance, "What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little worried." Lin Chujiu sighed.

"Is it because no one believes you? Even if you go to our hospital for treatment, people still go to Dr. Zhao?" Yuan Jing expressed his understanding.

Lin Chujiu nodded. Yuan Jing also said helplessly: "There is really no way, we can only do it step by step. Who told us that we are so young and still so capable?"

This was an unusual and witty remark that made Lin Chujiu couldn't help but laugh.

After dinner, the two went to the medical center - no matter whether anyone trusted her medical skills or not, they would always stay in the medical center for a while. Maybe someone would be willing to give it a try?

In the noodle shop, Butler Song looked at the face in front of him with a frown.

At this time, Lin Wenshan came up to him: "Butler, why are you sighing, what happened?"

Butler Song's face was full of sorrow, "What else can there be? My husband has a strange disease. I invited all the doctors in the town to look at it, but they couldn't find any clues or the cause. Now my husband has become as thin as These noodles are the same. I plan to go to the county and ask the doctor to come over and try it."

These words reminded Lin Wenshan of his own daughter.

Jiu'er seemed to be worried about this last night. Isn't this a coincidence?

Lin Wenshan was about to speak but his wife came over and called him: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, isn't it said that Mr. Song is suffering from a strange disease? Our Jiu'er is also good at medicine, and I plan to let her go and see Mr. Song."

"What if it can't be cured? What if the condition becomes more serious?"

The second daughter-in-law took a deep breath and said angrily: "I know you want Jiu'er to demonstrate his medical skills, but although Jiu'er is recognized by Dr. Zhao, no matter how talented he is, it is not that simple to treat patients. Mr. Song's identity is different, Wan If something goes wrong, we can’t afford it!”

This may also put Jiuer in trouble.

Lin Wenshan glanced at his second daughter-in-law: "Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet. Besides, even if we have this plan, we have to go back and ask Jiu'er for his own opinion. We can't act rashly."

He turned to Butler Song, who was still looking at him expectantly: "Brother, what were your plans just now?"

"I don't know any great people, I'm just a little selfish. My girl was said by the doctor to have a high talent, and now she has opened a medical clinic in the town. If you can believe it, I will tell my girl later and ask her to go to the house. Go up and have a look.”

Although the situation was urgent, Butler Song had no choice. After all, it would take too long to go to the county to ask for a doctor, and he didn't know if he would be able to make it in time.

He nodded: "Okay, let your girl try it!"

"It's just that I have to ask my girl about this..."

"It doesn't matter. If your girl is willing to go, just go directly."

"But if the treatment is not effective..."

"No, as long as your girl has confidence, I will agree. She won't act rashly, what do you think?"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Wenshan was about to agree, but Lin Chujiu suddenly barged in, just in time to hear the last sentence.

"What do you want me to try?"

Butler Song briefly summarized Xia Yi's affairs and asked Lin Chujiu if he was willing to go.

(End of this chapter)