Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

At this time, Feng Jiuxi spoke again, "I remember you just said you came to see a doctor?"

Wu Dazhuang just woke up, nodded and tried to recover his face, "yes, yes, I was just kidding. I came to Linglong hall this time mainly to see a doctor, huh! See a doctor!"

"But I think you look ruddy, the wind is blowing at your feet, and your voice is like a clock. It doesn't look like you're sick at all." Feng Jiuxi smiled.

"I... I am..." Wu Dazhuang scratched his head and tried to find an excuse.

"I just heard someone say that my mother was ill and asked me to go home with me. That person can't be you, childe Wu." Feng Jiuxi pretended to be surprised and said.

Wu Dazhuang was stunned. He remembered that he had just made such a nonsense, and quickly nodded, "that's right!"

Feng Jiuxi suddenly approached him, stopped a foot away, and then smelled it.

The beauty suddenly approached, and a sweet smell on her body immediately fascinated Wu Dazhuang.

Only listen to Feng Jiuxi's mouth: "there's no smell of Medicine on your body. If, as you said, there's a mother who is seriously ill all year round and drinks soup medicine in bed, you should have a smell of medicine as a son."

"What does that mean?" someone asked curiously.

Feng Jiuxi smiled and continued, "that shows that childe Wu is either making up a lie to deceive people, with impure purpose, or... He is an unfilial son! His mother never visits when she is ill, so there is no smell of medicine!"

This remark immediately attracted everyone's laughter.

"Young master Wu, are you the former or the latter?" Feng Jiuxi looked at Wu Dazhuang's red face as if it had been scalded by boiling water.

While people on one side lamented that Feng Jiuxi was smart, others also coaxed.

"Didn't you hear miss Feng San ask you? Come on, what kind are you?"

"I'm so happy. I still want to take Miss Feng San to East Street. You deserve it?"

"Don't come if you can't afford it. It's embarrassing."

Wu Dazhuang, a strong man, was so angry by Feng Jiuxi that he almost cried, "I, I'm nothing!"

He left such a sentence, turned directly, squeezed away from the crowd and slipped away. I'm afraid he's embarrassed to come out and meet people recently.

The crowd laughed again, and the eyes of Feng Jiuxi changed one after another.

Such an intelligent woman is really the best in the world. She doesn't have the affectation of other ladies at all.

"Fun should be almost here," Feng Jiuxi said again, attracting everyone's eager eyes.

She reached out and took off her veil, revealing her beautiful face. She said in a positive color: "as you can see, Linglong hall is a century old medicine shop, which does the business of treating patients and saving people. I hope it's just like that meaningless thing just now. If you want to have fun, you can go to a teahouse or even a brothel, but you will never appear in my Linglong hall!"

As soon as the woman spoke, her aura was fully opened, and she was stunned by the crowd. She just felt that she couldn't help but want to surrender.

"From now on, anyone who enters the Linglong hall to see a doctor, after the review of director Yang, feels that there is someone who is obviously healthy but pretends to be ill like Wu Dazhuang, can enter the inner hall to see a doctor only after paying a deposit of 100 Liang. If I find that it is really pretending to be ill, 100 Liang will not be refunded, and please leave the Linglong hall. Of course, there is no limit on the number of times, but the deposit will be doubled next time."

Oh, it's the first time I've heard of such a rule.

It is inevitable that there are real patients present, and they are not well-off. When they hear this, they suddenly look embarrassed.