Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

"Who's seeing a doctor, you guys?" asked the servant.

Song Zhe was about to speak, and a low voice had spoken before him.

"Me." Dong Jinlin came out from behind them.

The servant looked at him and nodded, "then come with me, and the rest will stay here and wait."

The new wind suddenly looked chilly. With an arrow, he rushed in front of dongjinlin and stood between him and the leading servant.

"Don't be rude." dongjinlin stretched out his hand and stopped Shuofeng behind him.

"But..." doctor song was obviously worried.

The little fish put himself on his waist and said, "why? We're here together. Of course we should be together. Otherwise, who can be responsible if our master has an accident with you?"

The servant remained unmoved. "This is the rule here. The miracle doctor's mother-in-law only sees patients, and the rest, whether servants or relatives, are not allowed to follow up. Our mother-in-law likes peace and is afraid of noise. If you can't accept this rule, please help yourself."

With that, the servant made a "please" gesture in the direction they came.

"Hey -" the little fish rolled up his sleeves and was about to come forward. Doctor song was so frightened that he quickly pulled him, "don't mess around!"

Now they are demanding from others, so they have to lower their attitude.

People either abide by this rule or go back. When they come, why do they go back without doing anything?

But doctor song himself was also very worried. He stopped the little fish and came forward to discuss with him, "otherwise, can we stay here and just follow me? I'm also a doctor. I admire the doctor's skill and always want to see the old man."

"No." the servant was resolute and had no room for discussion. "Only the patient can go with me, otherwise please come back."

"You man!" the little fish knew that the discussion was fruitless, and rushed out to solve the problem with violence.

He was suddenly killed by a sharp look in his eyes, "stay here, no one is allowed to mess around."

The master spoke.

The three lowered their heads one after another, and none of them spoke.

Dongjinlin apologized to the servant and nodded, "sorry, my men are a little presumptuous. I apologize for them. I'll go with you alone. None of them will follow. We can go."

The servant nodded. "Then come with me."

In the bamboo house, Luo Yunran suddenly got a little restless.

Beitangye keenly noticed her scene and asked anxiously, "what's the matter? You're not feeling well? Otherwise, I'll help you lie down for a while."

Luo Yunran raised his hand to block him, held his hand and frowned, "do you smell anything..."

"Smell?" beitangye sniffed his nose twice and shook his head. "No, I can't smell anything. What do you smell?"

Luo Yun smiled with curved lips, "nothing. Maybe I think too much."

Just then footsteps came from outside.

"Mother-in-law, people are coming." the servant shouted outside.

Dongjinlin looked at the elegant and quiet bamboo house in front of him and couldn't help sighing. He was really a master who would enjoy it. He built the house here with beautiful mountains and rivers, flowers and shade.

The woman behind the first curtain immediately looked at them.

Luo Yunran nodded.

So the woman replied to the outside, "come in..."

The voice instantly changed into the voice of an old lady.

The servant nodded to dongjinlin this time, and then they went in one after another.

After entering, Dong Jinlin frowned slightly.

It was clearly his first time here. The furnishings in the house... Made him feel inexplicably familiar.

"Did you ask me for treatment?" separated by a curtain, a vague figure appeared from behind. His back was bent, his hair seemed almost gray, and he wore a simple blue and gray shirt.

Dongjinlin gathered his mind, stood up straight and saluted the people behind the curtain, "it's me, my disease --"

"You don't have to say more. Everything will be decided after I've seen it." the great doctor's mother-in-law interrupted dongjinlin's words that wanted to explain his illness in detail.

Dongjinlin's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly. He was a little interested in the miracle doctor's mother-in-law. It seems that the other party is very confident.

Doctors pay attention to seeing, hearing and asking.

She went straight to the doctor without asking anything.

Dongjinlin answered and walked in.

"Ah -"

As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by the servant who led him in. The servant shook his head at him, "grandma, there is no stranger."

"How can I see a doctor?"

"Use this." the old voice inside passed out from behind the curtain with a silk thread.

The servant pointed dongjinlin a chair and asked him to sit down. He went to the curtain, took the silk thread from that hand, and came back and tied it on dongjinlin's wrist.

Dongjinlin became more and more interested in the great doctor's mother-in-law behind the curtain. He hung his silk to feel his pulse without asking or looking.

If this is seen by the old-fashioned Mr. He, I'm afraid I can't help but accuse him of being a liar again. How to make a mystery and don't treat people well.

The corners of his lips tilted slightly, a cup of tea was handed to him, and the servant stood straight next to him.

The thin silk thread stretched from his wrist all the way into the curtain. After the curtain, he thought seriously for a moment and shook his head.

A silence

Silence again

The silence seemed a little too long.

Even the expression on the face of the servant standing next to Dong Jinlin began to become a little unnatural.

The woman sitting behind the first curtain was anxious to wink behind the curtain.

At the moment, Luo Yunran, who was holding the other end, was shocked and motionless.

"What's the matter?" beitangye whispered and touched her, "your face is so ugly."

Luo Yunran was touched by him and suddenly recovered. His hand shook. The silk thread slipped away from his fingers, and the straight line was dragged to the ground.

Dongjinlin looked sideways at the servant.

The servant's face turned blue. He clenched his hands and tried to keep his voice steady. He shouted behind the curtain, "mother-in-law? But what's the matter? Do you need me to come in and help you?"

The woman behind the curtain quickly coughed and waved her hand, "it doesn't hurt. She's old. She just suddenly felt dizzy. Now she's all right."

"Isn't mother-in-law a miracle doctor? Why can't the miracle doctor take good care of his own body?" dongjinlin's fingertips are wrapped around the silk thread hanging under his wrists. He has slender fingers, clear bones and is not as rough as ordinary men. The transparent sky silk reflects his white jade like fingers, like a picture, especially the sharp corners of his lips, Let the painting add a more magnificent and confusing color.