Reborn doctor girl wonderful voice

Chapter 130 Mrs. Qingju ([-])
Therefore, when Miaoyin's reputation spread throughout the city, the beauty of the Wangfu who had already visited famous doctors rekindled her hope.

The beauty begged the prince to invite a wonderful doctor into the palace for her. The prince dotes on her so much, so there is no reason why he should not agree. This is where the good show of Miaoyin entering the palace to ask for a safe pulse began.

The play is a good show, but I don't know who is watching the play.

Wu Jiang kindly introduced the temperament of Qingjuyuan, a beauty, to Miaoyin along the way.

The beauty is known as Mrs. Qingju in the palace. Yes, she has no official title, but is just called Mrs. Qingju.

Because Mrs. Qingju has been favored for many years, she has a somewhat arrogant temper and is very irritable. Of course, this is when she is facing the servants. In front of the prince, she is an obedient little sheep. How soft is soft.

The Chrysanthemum Garden is located in a corner of the palace's inner garden. It's not that big, but it's well-groomed. Various exotic flowers and herbs are planted in the small garden, and swings and grape trellises are also set up. It's obviously thoughtful.

Once entering the garden, the scent of all kinds of flowers mixed together hits the nostrils. Others may feel refreshed after smelling it, but Miaoyin frowned.

The fragrance of flowers is very strong and not pungent. What makes her frown is that there is a special smell mixed in the fragrance of flowers. In her previous life, she learned to distinguish various Chinese medicines from her grandfather and was familiar with the medicinal properties of each Chinese medicine. She often follows her grandfather up the mountain to pick fresh herbs, and she is very sensitive to the smell of medicines.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at the flowerbed on the left, where the flowers were competing for splendor and variety, but there was one peach-pink bush that bloomed the most beautiful and brightest, which made Miaoyin's brows furrowed even more tightly.

She stopped suddenly, approached the flowerbed, pointed to the flowers inside and asked, "Are these flowers planted by Mrs. Qingju herself?"

Wu Jiang's eyes flickered slightly, but his tone did not show any hesitation, and he replied politely: "Some are planted by Mrs. Qingju herself, and some are given to Mrs. Qingju by the prince looking at the beauty outside."

Miaoyin raised her eyebrows, and the sharp eyes outside the veil swept Wu Jiang's face lightly, without saying anything, she turned and entered the main room of Qingjuyuan.

Wu Jiang glanced sideways at the clump of flowers, and there was a thin trace of sweat on his forehead.

In the main room, Mrs. Qingju had been waiting for a long time, and there was a hint of anger in her brows. When she saw Miaoyin coming in with Wu Jiang on the first day of the lunar new year, she immediately broke out: "Why did it take so long? Do you think the palace is too small?" ?" Miaoyin raised her eyebrows, her clear eyes glanced at Mrs. Qingju, who was said to be glamorous.

Beautiful, indeed beautiful, but the beauty is a little hollow, with a little less aura, and a lot more hostility, which makes people really not feel good after looking at it.

Such beauties, in Miaoyin's view, are very common, and the top girls in Hualouchunyuan are not necessarily worse than her. These days, many girls in Hualouchunyuan come to her for treatment, some of them are better. It was so beautiful that even she was amazed.

It is even more incomparable to this one in Qingjuyuan.

Miaoyin pulled her lips into a smile, and said: "As soon as Miaoshou Hall opened, I came with Mr. Wu, but there was a delay on the way, making Mrs. Qingju wait for a long time, it's Miaoyin's fault."

When Mrs. Qingju heard the words, she immediately became angry. She slapped the table and shouted: "What do you mean? Are you saying that I am making trouble for no reason? You are just a doctor, and you dare to put on a show in front of Mrs. Ben."

Miaoyin was not happy in her heart, her face was as motionless as a mountain, and she looked at Mrs. Qingju suddenly with a bit of pity in her eyes.

Such a woman, as long as a man with eyes and brains, it is impossible to really like it. At most, it is enough to covet her beauty for a while and pamper her for two days. But Mrs. Qingju is always favored, but her identity has never been change, there is a problem.

Coupled with the medicinal flower that was just found outside, she probably already guessed what was going on, poor thing.

However, poor people must have something to hate.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and get Madam Ben's pulse? Do you pretend that Madam Ben invited you to the palace to play?" Madam Qingju yelled at Miaoyin unceremoniously.

Miaoyin didn't bother with her, and she winked at Xiaotao who was looking angry, signaling her not to be impulsive, just bear with it.

Xiaotao had no choice but to carry the medical box forward, took out a hand pillow from the medical box and put it on the small table on Mrs. Qingju's left side.

Miaoyin stepped forward slowly, sat down on the chair next to the little table, stretched out her slender hand, and clasped her fingers on Mrs. Qingju's wrist.

The gesture is as elegant and calm as flowing clouds and flowing water. The beauty of Qingju can't help being jealous when she sees it. Even if she can't see Miaoyin's face, she won't think that she is an ugly monster. She will only guess that she must be a beauty. The veil It added a bit of mystery to her, and it also gave birth to an impulse to grab the veil of Miaoyin.

The pulse is very astringent, just as Miao Yin guessed in her mind, this woman's astringent yang blood is less due to inhalation of Yin flowers in the previous period, and her essence and blood have been injured. The Chrysanthemum Garden is located on one side of the garden, and the other side is the lotus The pond, the lotus pond should not be lived by people, because of the cold and damp, it is easy to hurt the body.

Mrs. Qingju already has symptoms of blood numbness, and judging from her pulse, it will be very difficult to conceive.

"How?" After a long while of consultation, Mrs. Qingju saw that Miaoyin's eyebrows were pale, and because she covered her face, she couldn't see her expression, and she felt angry again. She tried her best not to get angry, and asked in a deep voice.

Miaoyin withdrew her hands, and looked up at Mrs. Qingju who was close at hand. She was only in her early twenties, but her body and spirit were already in a state of premature aging. Although she was beautiful, she was empty. She sighed secretly that it was another flower folded in the hands of a man. .

"Ma'am, you love and hate, this is extremely unfavorable to your health." Miaoyin's expression was flat, her words were flat, but she easily angered Mrs. Qingju: "I asked you about your pulse, what are you talking about? "

Miaoyin was not angry either, she just responded lightly: "I don't know what Madam is asking."

Mrs. Qingju took a deep breath, and was very displeased with Miaoyin's calm and slow manner: "Of course I want you to see if Mrs. Ben is pregnant."

Miaoyin got up slowly, smoothed out the wrinkles on her body lightly, turned her side to Mrs. Qingju, and said softly: "Madam is pregnant."

Mrs. Qingju seemed to have expected this result long ago, her expression changed too much, and she said again: "Can you diagnose why I am infertile?"

It was diagnosed naturally, but can I tell you that it is because of the Jasmine flower planted in the courtyard?Your body is yin deficiency, can I tell you that it is because you live in Qingjuyuan?
Miaoyin is not a fool, someone must have deliberately arranged for this kind of thing, there is not only Miaoyin a doctor in Huai'an City, there is even an imperial doctor in the palace of the king, how can others not diagnose such a small disease?But no one said that there was a big problem in it.

Besides, with Mrs. Qingju's disgusting appearance, even if she wanted to tell her kindly, she would not be able to have such a compassionate heart.

The most important thing is that Mrs. Qingju's body has already collapsed, and there is no cure. No matter how much she takes care of her, she will never be able to give birth to a child. Therefore, if you don't tell her the truth, maybe she can live for two more years.

"Miaoyin is not talented, and the reason cannot be diagnosed." Miaoyin shook her head regretfully, with a look of pity in her eyes.

Sure enough, as Miaoyin expected, after Miaoyin said this, Mrs. Qingju immediately turned her face, and shouted at Miaoyin: "Aren't you a miracle doctor who is called Miaoyi? Why can't even such a small doctor diagnose you?" ? Quack doctors, all quack doctors, get out, get out for Mrs. Ben."

Get out, hehe, Miaoyin is what you want, that Yinhuahua is not a good thing, she doesn't want to hear more about it.

Miaoyin and Xiaotao exchanged glances, both of them saw joy in each other's eyes, obviously no one wanted to stay here.

As soon as Miaoyin turned around, a sapphire blue figure bumped into her eyes. Following the appearance of the sapphire blue figure, an elegant fragrance of lotus hit her nose.

What kind of man is a man who can use lotus fragrance?
She looked up, and saw the man's eyes also fell on her body. The man was born very well, somewhat similar to Yuan Qianmo, about 24 or [-] years old, with a pair of cold eyes with a sharp insight into people's hearts.

Miaoyin quickly raised her eyebrows and bowed to the man: "See you, my lord."

Yuan Weifeng raised his eyebrows, looked at Miaoyin's eyes with some interest, and said, "Have you seen this king?"

Miao Yin shook her head: "The daughter of the people has never seen the prince."

"I have never met this king, how do I know that this king is the prince?" Yuan Weifeng stared at Miaoyin, wanting to know what kind of answer she would give.

Miaoyin's expression was as calm as a mountain, and she said like an endorsement: "The prince is extraordinary, and his appearance is different from ordinary people. When you meet a prince and other people in the palace, you should be just a prince. How can you be someone else?"

(End of this chapter)