Hand Medicine Fragrance

Chapter 87 Help
"Why did you come back early today?" Ma Wenzhao walked forward with a smile.

Chai Sujin shook her head, "It's okay, sitting still is boring, it's better to come back earlier. It's less staring."

"Are you afraid of being looked down upon?" Ma Wenzhao raised his eyebrows.

She is as bright as a star, dazzling, but she is wearing men's clothes, which makes men jealous. If she is dressed in women's clothes, how many men would flock to her?Roll your eyes?What a joke!
"I'm not so scared, it's just that I've suffered too much, and I feel boring." Chai Sujin shook his head, "I don't have a rare patient who asks me to show my strength, and ordinary patients refuse to seek me. It seems that the rapid rise is the It's a long way."

Ma Wenzhao laughed, "Don't say that, when opportunities don't come your way, you have to go out and look for opportunities by yourself."

Chai Sujin looked up at her, just as Chunlu brought out two beard stools.

The two sat down at the small wooden table under the saponin tree, and Chunlu went to boil water and make tea.

Chai Sujin asked again: "Could it be that you found an opportunity?"

Ma Wenzhao smiled meaningfully and nodded slowly.

"Really?" Chai Sujin raised her eyebrows slightly.

Some people do this action, it seems frivolous.On her face, she added a bit of girlish playfulness, making it pleasing to the eye.

"Really, when I was sitting idle in the teahouse today, I heard something. For you, this is really a rare opportunity. It just depends on whether you are willing or not." Ma Wenzhao slowly moved the prime minister's grandson Serious illness, and things that are not compatible with traditional Chinese medicine.

Chai Sujin frowned slightly, her face darkened.

Master disagrees with Prime Minister Wen?She hasn't heard of it before?Did the two fall out after she died?Why did you fall out?
Although Prime Minister Wen's temper is a little more straightforward, he speaks and does things with the arrogance of a literati.But the bottom of my heart is good, sometimes my father will be so angry with him that he can't speak, and after a few days, I will miss him again.

Master doesn't talk much, so he's dull.She really didn't understand, how could such two people be at odds?

She also knows Prime Minister Wen's grandson.I met him once in the palace.

It was Prime Minister Wen who brought it to the palace to show off to his father.That kid was able to compose poems at the age of three, even though he couldn't talk about rhyming rhymes.But compared to children of the same age who are not able to speak clearly, he can write crooked poems, which can be regarded as a genius from heaven.

"Is he very ill?" Chai Sujin asked.

"They say they won't survive this month." Ma Wenzhao nodded.

He is only five or six years old now, right?Prime Minister Wen loves him so much that his grandson is like an eyeball, if he can heal him...

"It really is a rare and good opportunity!" Chai Sujin said, "But how can the Prime Minister know me?"

"Isn't the owner of Lianji Pharmacy in the Imperial Medical Office? Maybe he can recommend you?" Ma Wenzhao suggested.

Chai Sujin shook his head, "Lianji's owner, it's unknown if he knows that I'm sitting in the hall now. Shopkeeper Su only stayed for three days, so he sent me away. Besides, since the imperial physician ordered the prime minister to No. Lian Kee's boss will not recommend me to the prime minister's residence for medical treatment."

Ma Wenzhao frowned slightly and let out a slow sigh.

"And even if this is not a problem, how can the owner of Lianji trust my medical skills?" Chai Sujin snorted lightly, now Kong has excellent medical skills, and even Ganoderma lucidum, but there is no use for it, which is really helpless.

"He doesn't believe it, but the Prime Minister is definitely willing to give it a try." Ma Wenzhao said suddenly, "The so-called urgent medical treatment, now there is only one month left. I heard that he has asked for leave and will not go to the court. It can be seen that his grandson It seems that there is a sharp arrow urging him behind him. At this time, no matter who it is, as long as you tell him that he can heal his grandson, I am afraid that he will give it a try. "

Chai Sujin nodded in agreement, that's a good statement, "But how can I tell him to know me?"

Ma Wenzhao raised his eyes, looked at her and smiled lightly, "If you believe me, leave this matter to me."

He smiled brightly, the afterglow of the setting sun rolled over the corners of his eyes and brows, Yushu Jianjia was nothing more than that.

Chai Sujin heard her own heartbeat, disturbed by the autumn wind, she looked away, "What do you want?"

Ma Wenzhao just smiled and said nothing, picked up the tea bowl, and took a sip of tea soup.

The wind blows at night, blowing the silk tree outside the window, and the treetops make a whining sound, as if tiny branches sweep across the roof, making a rustling sound.

Chai Sujin didn't sleep well.

In the evening, Ma Wenzhao's smile always appeared in her heart inadvertently.

What on earth is he going to do?
He wants to help her?Let the prime minister know about her?When he first came to the capital, no one knew him, how would he help her?

Don't be too busy to help, it's better to cause trouble instead?
She tossed and turned, even Chunlu who was sleeping outside was startled.

"Miss, are you going to wake up at night?" Chunlu rubbed her eyes and asked in a daze, "Huh, is it raining outside?"

The rustling sound was endless.

"No way." Chai Sujin replied, "Perhaps it's just the wind."

Chunlu let out an oh, rubbed her cloak and got up to look.

She pushed open the door, but couldn't help screaming "Ah——".

It's just that the cry hadn't completely rushed out of the throat before it was smothered back again.

Chai Sujin inside was startled and turned over.

Grab the needle naan on the bedside, take out the gold needle and hold it in your hand.

She approached the screen with light hands and feet, and looked at it sideways.

But he saw a tall figure covering Chunlu's mouth and dragging her into the room.

How dare you come in? !

Chai Sujin concentrated and held her breath.

The man closed the door behind his back.

The night was too dark, the clouds obscured the moonlight.The lantern in the porch had been extinguished at some point.

He couldn't see the figure of that person clearly at all, he could only vaguely see that he was a head taller than Chunlu.

At this time, the main courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion was suddenly alarmed.

He insisted on taking his little grandson into his courtyard and guarding him personally. Prime Minister Wen, who never left day and night, couldn't bear it anymore. He just closed his eyes when he was awakened again.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" He was shocked, and went straight to the bed where Yao grandson was lying, "What's wrong with Jing'er?"

"It's okay, master. Brother Jing is guarded, he is sleeping soundly!" Prime Minister Wen's attendants hurriedly comforted him.

Only then did Prime Minister Wen stand firm, and looked out suspiciously, "It's the middle of the night, I don't sleep, what's going on outside?"

"Sounds like movement from Madam's side? Little man, go and have a look!" The attendant was about to go out.

But someone hurriedly said at the door, "Master Xiang, Madam is here."

Prime Minister Wen hummed, and the people at the door quickly opened the curtain.

Mrs. Wen staggered in, holding something in her hand, and her whole body was trembling.

"What's the matter?" Prime Minister Wen's tone was a little tired.

"Master, look, see with your own eyes!" Mrs. Wen handed a note to Prime Minister Wen with both hands.

Prime Minister Wen looked at her suspiciously, what kind of note could make such a dignified wife of the prime minister lose her composure?
He squinted his eyes and lowered his head, looking at the note.

The attendant hurriedly brought a candle and brought the light closer.

I don't know what kind of dye was used on this note, but it was turned into gold, and under the light of the candle, it seemed like gold was flowing.

But if you look closely, the writing looks like red, blood red.

Is he dazzled?
The note said "Dr. Lianji Chai can cure grandson's illness".

The words are thick and straight, open and vigorous, and penetrate the back of the paper.

Prime Minister Wen frowned, "Who is playing tricks?"

When he looked up, the words on the note turned golden again.

He was very surprised. He lowered his head and looked carefully, only to find that the color of the word is different from different angles. Some angles are golden, while others are red. Like to live.

"It's a Buddhist hall!" Mrs. Wen's hands trembled a little, with a joyful smile on her face, but tears welled up in her eyes, "It's the Buddha who appeared and gave us instructions!"

Prime Minister Wen frowned deeply.

"Master is sincere, the Buddha promised us not to take Jing'er away! This is the mercy of the Buddha! Thank you Buddha! Thank you Buddha!" ​​Mrs. Wen clasped her hands together, twirling the beads, praying in her mouth.

Prime Minister Wen looked at the old servant beside his wife, raised his chin and said, "What's going on?"

"It was windy at night, and the old slave was worried that the noise of the wind would make the madam unable to sleep, so he asked the servant girl to close the window. But the servant girl saw something flashing in the air. The servant girl didn't dare to be careless, so she quickly told the old slave to know." The servant woman took a breath, "The old servant hurriedly asked someone to catch up and see, who dares to be restless in the prime minister's mansion?"

Prime Minister Wen lowered his eyes and listened carefully.

"The old slave and others chased all the way to the outside of the Buddhist hall. There was a golden light flashing in the Buddhist hall, but no one was seen."

Mrs. Wen read a scripture aloud.

The maid waited for her to finish reading before she spoke again, "The old slave and the others entered the Buddhist hall cautiously, looked around, searched, but did not see any trace of someone coming, only found this under the Buddha statue."

Prime Minister Wen's eyes fell on the note.

Mrs. Wen recited the scriptures devoutly, and then raised her head, "Don't you believe me? This is the enlightenment of the Buddha! It is the Buddha who wants to save me, Jing'er!"

(End of this chapter)