Fu Jin married: Qing Dynasty first brother asked not to flirt

Chapter 827 Very Possibly
Chapter 838

Guo Yu didn't expect that he was a doctor in modern times, but he was a doctor in time travel.

I can see at least a dozen patients every day, but none of them are good-looking, so I have no place to rest my heart, so I can only focus on making money and finding some sense of accomplishment.

After getting off the carriage and stepping into the door of Eldest Brother's Mansion, Guo Yu was still a little bit embarrassed. He had left through the side door, but now he was able to enter through the main door.

Guo Yu was wearing a purple dress with water lilies embroidered on it. His hair was even more simple, tied with a ribbon, and the wooden hairpin was tied into a simple bun. It looked a bit like a Taoist nun's head from a distance, but it fell on Guo Yu's head. On Yu's face, there was a bit of fresh and refined charm.

After going to the courtyard of Qingzhuyuan, I felt a lot quieter for a while, and then I listened to Qin's mother talk about the situation.

"Fu Jin is auspicious." Guo Yu entered the room and saw Tong Jiaqi half lying and half sitting on the soft couch, so he smiled and greeted him.

Tong Jiaqi pretended to sleep with her eyes closed, and when she heard Guo Yu's voice, she lazily said, "Well, get up, there is no need to be polite."

Guo Yu stood up, and then stepped forward and sat beside Tong Jiaqi to help her feel her pulse. There was something wrong with the pulse. After listening to Qin's mother's description, Tong Jiaqi's mentality might also be a little bit wrong.

"Fu Jin, what's wrong?" Seeing that Tong Jiaqi was very sleepy, Guo Yu asked in a low voice.

"It's all good." Tong Jiaqi didn't notice any abnormalities in her body.

Guo Yu thought for a while. If Tong Jiaqi knew that she had a heart problem, she would definitely tell her. Now that she is acting as usual, could it be that she doesn't know about her illness?

Seeing that Guo Yu was silent, Tong Jiaqi opened her eyes and looked at Guo Yu and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Are you in a bad mood recently?" Guo Yu thought it was better to be cautious, so it's time to talk to the elder brother.

When Tong Jiaqi saw Guo Yu asking this question, she nodded depressedly, "Recently, I feel a little irritable and anxious. I can't hear the children crying. Hearing them cry makes my brain explode. I feel irritable just looking at them." Very much, before, I wasn't like this."

"Maybe you are a bit postpartum depressed. I will prescribe some tranquilizing medicine for you to take first, and I will come here every day to guide you. This place is different from ours. After a long time, people thought you were bewitched. Suddenly It's like a different person." Seeing that the servants were standing far away, Guo Yu whispered in Tong Jiaqi's ear.

Hearing this, Tong Jiaqi was about to agree when she suddenly remembered, bewitched?Concubine Tong Jia immediately looked at Guo Yu and asked, "Do you know about the bewitching of Concubine Tong Jia? It was because of her that I gave birth prematurely. Do you think she also has mental problems?"

"It's very possible." Guo Yu nodded, and then said, "Psychic disorders caused by insanity are very common, and the quack doctors here don't understand."

This era is inherently superstitious, and unexplainable phenomena are entrusted to ghosts and snakes. In this way, many things can be explained.

Hearing Guo Yu's explanation, Tong Jiaqi had some ideas in her heart, and said, "Why don't you go into the palace and show Concubine Tong Jia? If you can see this well, maybe you will become rich and powerful from now on?"

"No, I don't like to interfere with the lives of powerful people like you, so I keep it at a respectful distance." Guo Yu's head shook like a rattle.

　Thank you my local tyrant Yanzi and Qingkong for their rewards, okay!Thank you for your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. As for some dissatisfied comments in the book review area, I still say the same thing, don’t look for detours, don’t jump out to find a sense of existence, the author is a glass heart.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)