The world's best doctor: the prince is at your fingertips

Chapter 214 Porcelain Factory

Song Yiqing was speechless, she really didn't know why that stubborn old man brought his only grandson to see such a bloody scene.She is a mature woman, and even the doctor who followed her uncle and uncle who dissected the corpse was afraid of beheading her, yet he even brought his grandson to see her...

The little boy was only about 4 years old, and he was lying on the ground straight. If he didn't do it in time, he would probably be shocked to death!

The old man kept crying, "Doctor Song Xian, please save my only grandson." His son and daughter-in-law are already dead, and this grandson is the only one left.In the early years, their family was harmed by this hateful magistrate, so he brought his grandson here.Who knew that the grandson was going to be scared to death?
Song Yiqing looked at her eyelids, and said to the common people, "Give me hot alcohol, hurry up."

Some people who lived not far from here hurried home and brought out the hot wine. Song Yiqing hugged the twitching child, pried open his mouth, and poured it into it.

The children here are well protected, and they never drank alcohol when they were too young.

The child was choked and coughed several times.Song Yiqing threw the wine glass in her hand and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's done."

The child blinked in confusion, and when he saw the crying grandpa, he immediately started crying and reached out to hug him.

Mo Chengyuan glanced at Chu Jiexun, lowered his eyes and squeezed into the crowd, took out a piece of crispy candy from somewhere, and fed it into the child's mouth.The mouth was sweet, and the boy had tears in the corners of his eyes, and he laughed all of a sudden.

His grandfather breathed a sigh of relief. If doctor Song Xian didn't just pass by today, then...then...the old man couldn't imagine it!
He clenched his fists and made up his mind to set up a longevity card for Song Yiqing in his home.

The onlookers were even more thinking that if this kind of thing happened again in the future, they should never bring their own children to see it, they would definitely be scared out of their wits.

They are not the imperial envoys, they can keep their eyes unblinking, and their expressions don't change.When they saw the head beheading, they were shocked, so they should not come next time.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Song Yiqing took the donkey's reins from Mo Chengyuan's hand.Mo Chengyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Junior Sister, are you leaving?"

Song Yiqing squinted at Chu Jiexun, seeing him looking at them coldly, she rolled her eyes, "Go, why don't you go?"

Song Yiqing turned around and left, Mo Chengyuan smiled lightly, and chased after her. "Junior Sister, where are you going?"

"I'll take a look at the place where I go to do ceramics. I want to order some things." Don't underestimate the handicrafts of the ancient people. Their pottery and porcelain are quite exquisite. The petri dishes she asked for should be very easy.

Mo Chengyuan smiled, took out a piece of candy from his sleeve and stuffed it into Song Yiqing's mouth, it was so sweet, it was really delicious.

"When I stayed in Shengjing for a long time, I bought a lot of specialties there. Do you think it's delicious?"

Song Yiqing smiled until her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape, "It's delicious." After speaking, she joked, "Brother, I'm afraid you've been to a lot of places with flowers and willows, right?"

Mo Chengyuan was slightly surprised, and stretched out his hand to pat Song Yiqing's head, "Don't talk nonsense."

"What about Master?"

"Master has returned to Sheng Aoguo, didn't he tell you before?"

So Mu Lingfeng has returned to Sheng Aoguo, and he should be back soon. Now Mu Lingfeng likes Baoguang Temple in Lantian very much, leisurely!comfortable!And Mo Chengyuan went to Shengjing.At that time, it was the mother of the country's birthday, did Mo Chengyuan go to pay her respects?What kind of status is this guy in Sheng Aoguo?

Mo Chengyuan stretched out his hand to help Song Yiqing lead the donkey, and said slowly while walking, "Tell me an interesting story with my junior sister."

He paused, with a faint and strange smile on the corner of his lips, "I heard that the governor of Lantian personally submitted a memorial and hoped to get married with the current fourth prince. The fourth prince thought he was an idle prince, but when the marriage happened, everyone was afraid We all know the attitude of the Fourth Prince. The government and the people of Daxing Kingdom are panicking now, how are we going to stand in line? But this Fourth Prince is also a weird person, and he just wants Miss Wu to be his side concubine."

Song Yiqing panicked when she heard that, she rolled her eyes, "Is that so? Then the fourth prince must have some brains too."

If Mo Chengyuan really went to celebrate his birthday, then he would definitely not know that Landlord Wu of Lantian County is the current fourth prince.So what he told her now is... oh my god, does this Mo Chengyuan know about what happened before she and Chu Jiexun?

She raised her eyes and looked at Mo Chengyuan with a little panic.

He smiled slightly, but he had the refined appearance of a modest gentleman, and he couldn't find any flaws.

The donkey didn't know if he had eaten too much, so he kept sneezing.All the way without saying a word.

When the two walked into the porcelain processing factory, they felt a rush of heat.

She was about to walk forward when suddenly her eyes went dark, and her sight was blocked by Mo Chengyuan, Song Yiqing called out strangely: "Brother, why are you covering me?"

Looking at the shirtless men in the factory, Mo Chengyuan felt a little helpless, "Junior Sister, can you not go in? It's better not to go in as a girl."

With a strange expression on her face, Song Yiqing patted Mo Chengyuan's hand, "I'm not here to visit a brothel." She patted Mo Chengyuan's hand, and saw a group of shirtless men walking back and forth in the factory.Song Yiqing looked at Mo Chengyuan with a look of fuss, "What's the matter?"

Song Yiqing called a servant and asked him to find a craftsman.

A sweaty middle-aged man walked over suspiciously, and saw a man in brocade clothes and a beautiful woman standing there.

"Miss Young Master, are you here...?"

Song Yiqing stretched out her hand and gestured, "Uncle, I want you to help me make something." Song Yiqing took out the blueprint and handed it to the uncle.

The uncle observed carefully, with a simple smile, "This is easy to make. But girl, are you going to use such a small thing to serve soup? This is too little. You need to press a lid? This doesn't seem to be a teacup, either. It's really weird. And what is this?"

Song Yiqing explained, "The separation pipe has a large opening at the upper end and a smaller opening at the lower end."

"It can be done."

Song Yiqing was overjoyed, "Then uncle, I'll order 30 from you each."

Mo Chengyuan was also curious, "Junior Sister, why did you order these?"

"Don't worry about it."

The uncle thought for a while and said with a smile: "Tonight I will fire the kiln. These utensils are made very quickly. You can pick them up in five days."

Song Yiqing was overjoyed when she heard the words, and hurriedly paid the deposit, and happily left the porcelain factory with Mo Chengyuan.

"Yi Qing really makes me more and more unpredictable."

Song Yiqing waved her fist, "I want to make medicine too. Last time when Yicheng was plagued by the plague, I almost collapsed there." Without Chu Jiexun's lightning method, without her golden finger supernatural spring water, she would Absolutely die too.

Hearing this, Mo Chengyuan's eyes changed slightly, he just smiled and didn't speak.

(End of this chapter)