Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 28 All the beautiful men gathered in the capital, blessed with eyes [3]

After Yan Zixiao supervised Yan Zimo's practice, Lin Xiaoling lost her job, but now she has another job worth doing, which is to visit the capital.

She is a complete hedonist. Although her talent in medicine makes her a messenger in white, and she has a doctorate degree, she is really a girl with little ambition and the biggest wish in her life. It's food, drink and merrymaking.

During the half month from Wushuang City to Dijing, she was basically reading those medical books. She could read those medical books at a glance, so she had already read most of the car along the way.

Her philosophy is that life is alive, enjoy yourself in time.

Reading medical books is one of her hobbies, and she only reads them when she feels happy. As for eating, drinking, and having fun, she is more interested in it, and she must actively practice it.

After visiting some of the largest ready-made clothing stores in the capital, eating the most authentic snacks, and visiting the most famous rouge and gouache jewelry store, Xiao Xiaoling has already carried all kinds of packages on his hands and shoulders. It's her trophy.

Their next stop is - the largest restaurant in the Imperial Capital - Wangjiang Tower.

Lin Xiaoling sat in the box on the third floor of Wangjiang Tower, looked out the window and sighed: "It's strange, it's called Wangjiang Tower, why can't you see the river?"

Xiao Xiaoling sighed: "So people always like things that don't deserve their name."

The shop waiter who came up to make tea smiled and said: "The two guest officials don't know, this Wangjiang Tower used to be able to see the river, but later Prince Duan said that the river in the city blocked Feng Shui, so he filled the river and built a Duan River building. Palace."

"Prince Duan?" Lin Xiaoling questioned, "Who is it?"

"This Prince Duan is the most popular candidate for the number one fighter this year. His popularity is close to that of the monarch of Dongzhi Kingdom. He is the upstart of our Yuezhuo Kingdom. Madam, you are not from Yuezhuo, right? Even Prince Duan doesn't know?"

Why do everyone ask this question?
Lin Xiaoling could only chuckle: "I came from a very remote country, this is my first visit to the capital."

Country people coming to the city?

The waiter immediately put on a look of contempt: "That's no wonder, Lord Duan is the third son of the current emperor. He just turned 20 years old this year. It is said that he had a battle with the king of Dongzhi Kingdom Nangong Chenyan three years ago. Fifty moves."

"Didn't Yan Zixiao pass fifty moves?"

"Tch, Yan Zixiao is 27 this year. He was already 24 three years ago. How much progress can he make? Prince Duan was only 17 three years ago, so there is still a lot of room for improvement."

That's true.

"It is said that this Prince Duan's kung fu has gone a step further than before, and he is afraid that he will be crowned as the number one fighter in Yuezhuo. But in my opinion, Jiang is still old and spicy, and the No. 1 is still Dong Zhi Monarch of the country, he, after three years, maybe he can defeat Nangong Chenyan..."

As he was talking, he heard someone screaming outside: "It's not good, it's not good, it's dead, it's dead!"

"What's going on?" The waiter looked outside. The waiter who can greet customers on the third floor is equivalent to the foreman of the 21st century restaurant, so when he left, someone came to report to him: "Brother Xiang, an old man died in the downstairs lobby."

"No way, it's so unlucky?!" Brother Xiang yelled, "Are you sure you're dead?"

"I went to the doctor."

"Take me to have a look!"

Lin Xiaoling pulled Xiao Xiaoling to stand up: "Let's take a look too, maybe we can help."

(End of this chapter)