Judicial Doctor, Wild Princess

The one who walked in was a handsome man with black hair flowing in a graceful manner.

The man was slightly thin and had a face that exuded a scholarly aura. In his hand was a folding fan. This Big Winter was also holding a fan; it was unknown if it was because he was hot or because he was idling!

Liu Wei hesitated to return the greeting, then lowered his gaze, and moved his gaze.

"Don't you think …" Liu Wei couldn't help but take another glance at that person and reply with a hesitating voice, "He's a bit … "Familiar?"

Rong Ling looked again, his gaze calm. "Like you?"

These two words were like a sudden gush of wisdom poured into Liu Wei, causing him to be stunned for a moment.

Then, he looked at the man again. It was true, Liu Wei did not find the man familiar, but the man looked to the left and right, similar to her.

It wasn't that they shared similar features, but they shared a similar disposition and feelings.

In this world, everyone was the only one.

In Liu Wei's eyes, he had never felt that anyone was similar to another person, because even if they were twins, they were still two separate individuals.

But now, Liu Wei felt that the person in front of her was going a little too far!

Liu Wei's gaze could not help but darken a little as he heard Shopkeeper Qian greeting the man, "Mr. Zhong, why have you come? This way, please. "

Manager Qian's attitude was amiable and attentive.

With the death of his daughter, the shopkeeper's face and expression had always been poor. However, after seeing this Mister Zhong, the storekeeper's face suddenly changed and he felt a bit more at ease.

Liu Wei did not feel curious, and could only ask the young man in front of him who he was taking his pulse with. "Who is that person?"

The young man looked back and said: "It's Mr. Zhong, Zhong Ziyu. Originally, we had the opportunity to go to the capital to participate in the Hall Competition last year, but because our parents died of illness, we had to wait three years before we could take the exam again. Such a good talent has been delayed for nothing. "

If the Guyong Mansion could produce a Minister, it would be an honor for the entire prefecture.

Who knows, he might even bring people from the entire prefecture to become rich and to walk onto the bright road.

This Mister Zhong had always had a high reputation in the Guyong Mansion.

Even the noblemen and officials with high eyesight would be polite to him, not to mention the fact that he was an Elementary Scholar like Shopkeeper Qian.

Seeing him, she felt as if she was meeting her son-in-law!

But now that he had lost his daughter, this son-in-law was ruined.

Liu Wei did not expect that this person was actually a teacher.

Usually, at his age, most of the students would be diligent and diligent, reading tens of thousands of books just for the sake of the imperial examinations.

How many people would be able to do two things at once and go to the private school to take care of some children at such a young age?

Usually, the one with the most money was the one over the age of fifty.

This Zhong Ziyu was a regular customer of Shopkeeper Qian's bookstore, and because Shopkeeper Qian had always held a whole new level of respect for him, Zhong Ziyu would always stay for a long time whenever he came to the bookstore.

Now that Qian Xi'er was pregnant and dead, it was impossible to find out who had the flesh and blood in her stomach.

But Shopkeeper Qian was sure that it was definitely not Zhong Ziyu.

It was for no other reason but because if Zhong Ziyu was truly interested in his family's Xi'er, then as his father, he would be more than happy. Zhong Ziyu basically did not need to use such a method.

Furthermore, Mr. Zhong was an esteemed person, not to mention, he was not someone who would do such a deadly thing as plotting against someone for their wealth and killing them.

Shopkeeper Qian was completely convinced of this, so he naturally did not order anyone to notify Zhong Ziyu to come to the yamen to check on his blood. However, Mr. Zhong did not know where he had gotten the news from, but he had actually come by himself.

This made Manager Qian a bit embarrassed.

He only thought that it was fortunate that everyone didn't know what the blood was for, otherwise, things would get even worse.

Shopkeeper Qian kept Zhong Ziyu company as they talked. Even Sun Qi came over to make things more lively.

It was only until it was Zhong Ziyu's turn that he finally walked over under the escort of Shopkeeper Qian and Sun Qi.

The man nodded politely towards Liu Wei, then smiled at Rong Ling who was behind Liu Wei, and said gently: "Sorry for the trouble."

As he spoke, the man rolled up half of his sleeves, revealing a wrist that was slightly thinner than a normal man's.

Liu Wei looked at the meat white wrist on his pulse pillow, and pressed his finger on it to feel his pulse.

Normal pulse, strong body.

With just a glance, Liu Wei was able to discern the condition of his body.

However, he was also a bit curious. From the looks of it, this person was a very healthy person. However, judging from his looks, he seemed to be very weak.

Before Liu Wei checked his pulse, he had thought that Zhong Ziyu's physique was somewhat inferior.

After checking the pulse, Liu Wei did not immediately release it. Instead, he touched it again, and felt that the line of sight behind him was getting colder and colder, deeper and deeper!

Liu Wei knew that it was Rong Ling's gaze that was looking at her.

This pulse doesn't mean much, and it really isn't going to take too long. The others in the front have taken it all very quickly, but at this point, they have somehow slowed down.

It wasn't the man's fault that there was an old and sour smell!

After being stared at by Rong Ling for a long time, Liu Wei could only embarrassedly let go of his hand. Mr. Zhong then chuckled and lightly waved his fan, and leisurely asked: "Doctor, is there anything wrong with my body?"

Liu Wei was startled and shook his head.

He smiled deeply and looked at Liu Wei with a meaningful gaze.

Liu Wei was confused by his gaze, but behind him, Rong Ling's low voice sounded out: "Hurry."

Mister Zhong looked back and the smile in his eyes didn't disappear. He then handed his hand over to Xiaoli and asked with a smile, "Little doctor, do you still want more blood?"

Xiaoli, who had never been called "Little Doctor" before, was immediately proud of himself!

He immediately laughed, looking extremely obedient, "Mmm mmm, it will be fine after pricking it. It won't hurt. If it hurts, then there are sweet dates here. Eating one won't hurt."

This childish language was truly charming!

Zhong Ziyu laughed heartily. He raised his other hand and rubbed the top of the little fellow's head.

Xiaoli felt that the top of his head was warm and comfortable. He squinted his eyes and rubbed his head against his palm.

"Xiaoli." At this time, Rong Ling's displeased voice sounded.

Xiaoli stiffened for a moment. Recently, the Uncle Rong's requirements for him to learn and practice were too strict, causing him to feel afraid upon hearing the Uncle Rong's voice.

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