Queen Of Medicine

On that day, due to the sudden onset of the Marquis, although Wu Xing and other officers and soldiers successfully completed their tasks and cleaned the tomb as required, they also completed the ritual work as usual and re buried the 1000 hands in the special martyr pit for slaves. However, the top leader did not reply to the matter, and all the officers and soldiers could only wait in the task execution state. Wu Xing was afraid of variables, so he did not put forward the matter of sending Zhuo Xi away. Moreover, Zi Ran often asked Zhuo Xi to "feel the pulse" for the marquis. Zhuo Xi didn't find a suitable opportunity and asked to leave.

The Marquis of Guang'an named Jing Yuan got rid of the state of the living dead that night after Zhuo Xi gave the prescription and diet therapy. His limbs began to recover consciousness gradually. In the second half of the night, he could even raise his arms, rotate his neck and speak normally. Zi Ran was overjoyed to find out about Zhuo Xi's residence. Regardless of the weather, he knocked on the thin door loudly. Wu Xing and Xiao Hu next door jumped up from the bed, tied their trousers and belts and shouted for emergency assembly. They rushed out of the door and found Zhuo Xi next door slowly opening the door with bleary eyes, slowly covering his mouth and asking, "what's the matter?"

Zi Ran excitedly took her hand, regardless of the defense of men and women, laughed and said, "Miss Wu, Miss Wu, no, Doctor Wu! The Marquis is awake! "

Zhuo Xi shivered inexplicably and pulled back his hand: "isn't he awake all the time?" It's not dead or passed out. She gritted her teeth and said, "Lord Zi Ran, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Zi Ran touched his nose and smiled, "Doctor Wu, I mean, the Marquis can speak."

"Oh." She rolled her eyes and was about to close the door and go back to bed. Are you kidding? I woke up in the middle of the night just to tell her that the living dead hou can talk? This is her shit!

Zi Ran hurriedly stopped her, "would you please go and give me a pulse?"

Take your sister. Is it useful to take a pulse? She automatically scolded in her mind, but the long-term multi-faceted life forced her to smile: "OK, wait for me to change my clothes!"

She closed the door with a touch. Just wait!

When she "changed" her clothes, opened the door and came out, she was already making three achievements. She saw Xiaohu standing in front of the door dressed neatly. She came out and gave a military bow: "Doctor Wu, Lord Ziran told you to go to Xianzhu house when you come out." Just like a respectful attitude of an office worker. Xianzhu residence is the residence of Jing Yuan. It seems that there is still a sensible one. Zhuo Xi nodded with satisfaction.

When she arrived outside the Pearl curtain in Xianzhu, she was hearing that the top leader of the military camp was giving important instructions to his subordinates on their actions yesterday - to write a letter and report it to the national leaders, her words must be sincere and respectful, and she must give infinite affirmation and praise to the great filial piety of the current king who personally selected so many slaves to be buried to serve the former king. The office director and orderly Zi Ran stood up in awe and saluted. The last item on the agenda is the next action plan. Jing Yuan implicitly said that Yu Liang, the current battalion commander of the military camp, should clean up and make arrangements. He made the watch in advance, packed his bags and selected good horses, and was ready to start the whole camp as soon as the imperial edict arrived. Yu Liang led out with a trace of spirit of awe, and stared at Zhuo Xi in surprise.

Zhuo Xi was startled. She really didn't mean to eavesdrop. Xiaohu didn't say to wait outside when he brought her in. I don't think it's a military aircraft event? Or is he going to kill her? I'm not afraid to die anyway. Does she know more? She was trying to tiptoe outside so that she could come in when he was summoned. But I heard the leader's voice say in a low voice, "Wu Xing, go and ask your sister to come in."

It turned out that Wu Xing was also inside.

She stepped on and saw Wu Xing lift the bead curtain and come out, "six younger sisters, I want to see you." He nodded with a relaxed look on his face. It seems that the number of funerals was handled perfectly, and the matter finally came to an end.

Is this a handle?

She immediately looked gentle, courteous and frugal, "yes, brother."

She lowered her head and followed him in, squinting at him and couldn't move her eyes anymore. Jing Yuan leaned against the bed with bright eyes. He was no longer the facial paralysis expression of yesterday.

No, although the eyes are a little more flexible and elated, how can they still seem to have such a facial paralysis expression?

Wu Xing already saluted and stood aside. Zi Ran coughed when he saw that Zhuo Xi seemed stunned.

She quickly saluted, "how are you, marquis." She is now the younger sister of acting Wu Xing, so she can't let people pick mistakes.

He looked at her for a long time and then slowly said, "you two brothers and sisters don't seem to have much in common."

Wu Xing looked cold and said, "if you go back to my Lord, the sixth sister is the daughter of my father's concubine aunt Zhou. Each of us is more like our own biological mother, so we are not very similar. "

Well, I'll be reduced to a concubine's daughter in an instant. It's better to be a concubine than to be a concubine. It's not so interesting.

"It is said that your father, Mr. Wu, is young and has taken up the post of Shaoqing of Taichang temple. He is a young champion, rich in learning and has exercised in Yun County for many years. Now he is in charge of money, grain and silk. I think he must be able to do it easily."

Wu Xing is about to speak. Kun Jing gave him a cold look. Wu Xing trembled and dared not answer.

Zhuo Xi sneered in her heart. Do you want to pretend? Who won't? She stepped forward and said, "I don't know anything about officialdom, but I heard my father mention it. In the 26th year of Dachang, my father was promoted to the doctor of Taipu temple, and we moved our family from Heze, Dongshan to the capital. At that time, my daughter was only eight years old. Last year, my father became the Shaoqing of Taipu temple. He just took over the tax. He had a lot of ideas and often frowned at home. However, as a minister, it's worth it to share your worries and work for the king, even if you try your best. "

She raised her eyes and looked directly at Jing Yuan's eyes. She blinked gently for a long time. She immediately remembered yesterday, when she said naturally and quickly, "maybe I'm afraid of drinking too much to let go, right?" when he looked, although she had the same facial paralysis and the same black eyes, she just saw the embarrassment and unnaturalness in his eyes. Just like at the moment, she saw a trace of embarrassment and unnaturalness in the black deep pool.

So she burst into laughter.

Wu Xing whispered, "six younger sisters!"

She pulled his sleeve. "Brother, I'm wrong. Don't talk about me."

Jing Yuan didn't know how she seemed relieved. This test was really clumsy, but seeing that she was a woman so naturally flirting with her eldest brother, he believed that they were brothers and sisters for no reason. This natural closeness doesn't seem to be formed in a short time.

He put out his hand, and Zi Ran immediately asked Zhuo Xi to take a pulse. Zhuo Xi turned her eyes again. She couldn't diagnose her illness. She came forward and cut her pulse. She felt her chin with her other hand and found that she had no beard. She can only ha ha.

Jing Yuan suddenly made a noise, "girl, you are a wonderful doctor."

Really, say thank you. Will you die? A compliment is still so insincere. Although her career in her last life was a killer, she was a girl after all. Is there any vanity?

She said modestly, "the Marquis praised falsely, and the little girl only knows the fur."

"The girl is modest."

Modest wool, she really knows fur.

"The Marquis is in good health. He just needs to stay in bed and wait for his hands and feet to return to normal. Dandelion decoction can reduce the cold, as appropriate. In terms of diet, the little girl will explain to mother Wang later. If she adjusts carefully in the future, the possibility of recurrence of this disease is very small. " Lack of potassium? Traditional Chinese medicine is really not important. The important thing is the trace elements in the diet. If you take them normally, it is unlikely to relapse.

Zi Ran was overjoyed. "What the girl said is true?"

"Nature is true." She looked at me whenever she had a problem, "but..."

Zi Ran was nervous again, "but what?"

"The pills taken by the LORD before contain chronic poisons. The little girl is stupid and can't tell what the poisons are. She doesn't know the length of time and dosage taken by the Lord, so..."

Zi Ran nodded, "I've arranged for someone to check the poison."

Seeing this, Wu Xing stepped forward and said, "since the Marquis is is all right, his subordinates have an unkind request." He didn't expect that Zhuo Xi had won the trust of the marquis in just a few days. He couldn't keep this □□ by his side. He'd better send it away as soon as possible.

Jing Yuan was closing his eyes and nourishing himself. When he heard the speech, his eyes opened slightly, "say."

"Shemei has been away for a long time. My grandmother is worried about her. My subordinates are just not on duty tomorrow. Can you escort shemei home first and return here when you apply for time?"

Jing Yuan was silent for a long time and suddenly asked, "how old is Miss Wu?"

Zhuo Xi, who was drinking water, almost spat out. Is it hard to put her back? Ask her age what to do? She suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Empty thirteen." Wu Xing answered with a jump in his heart.

Zhuo Xi almost spurted blood again. Don't I know how old I am? You're only thirteen. Your whole family is thirteen.

"It's time to participate in the palace election next year?"

What the hell is palace election? Is it a draft or something?

Wu Xing replied, "as a rule, if the school-age daughters of officials with more than six grades have no marriage, they must participate in the palace election. Six younger sisters had previously refused the marriage arranged for her by her mother. Naturally, they were on this trip. "

Zhuo Xi wailed in her heart. She just said that. Is it so true? Shouldn't she take the bounty, pat her ass and leave, and then find a prosperous place in the capital to open her first luxury flagship store, and start her rich woman's life from then on?

Jing Yuan said again, "if so, how about letting her enter my Guang'an Hou's house first and be a suitable waiter?"

Wu Xing's mind was very fast, and he was very happy almost instantly, "thank you for your grace! I'll send a message to ask my family to prepare the wealth documents of six younger sisters and send them! "

"Wait a minute," Zhuo Xi said hurriedly. What international joke did she play? She just regained her freedom and was sold by a so-called "big brother" in a few days? Besides, what the hell is Yi Shi? Is she not the party who has the most say?

"Six younger sisters," said Wu Xing sadly, "since my father promised to let my mother choose your marriage for you, he just didn't want you to be selected into the palace as a servant girl. Now, thanks to the love of the Marquis, your father and mother will be very happy and aunt Zhou will be happy for you. " The implication is that you are a concubine daughter. What else do you want to do? Either be a little maid of honor to serve people, or be obediently betrothed to a sesame official. These are obviously not as good as being a female history. There is a way out. What else do you choose.

Look, it's really a lie, so we need to use more lies to round it.

It seems that they are all acting schools. She sighed in her heart, well, since acting is enough, don't fall off the chain at this critical moment. But under Jing Yuan's eyes, how can she open her physical store?

She frowned and nodded at Yi Shi for the sake of a seven grade female history.

"Thank you for your grace." Can she say no?

"Well, that's it. You get back first."

Zi Ran sent the "brother and sister" out with a happy face, and went back with a happy face. Zhuo Xi felt sick in her heart. What are you happy about? Dare to love is the task of this serviceman. Can you be divided into half?