White Hedge Dream

Chapter 95 Consultation Fees

The story is indeed disgusting.

The evil officials in the Board of Supervisors spied on the beauty of the official wife and threatened her husband's future, so the official wife had to commit herself to him.

"So, you don't want to be awake, because reality makes it impossible for you to escape. You can only hide in a dream when you are asleep." Zhuang Li understood. No wonder the layers of confusion in her dream were to protect herself from being exposed. turn up.

Because in reality she cannot escape.

Mrs. Lin didn't quite understand her words. Although it was her own dream, she forgot it when she woke up. She only remembered that she slept well and felt at ease.

"I didn't mean to fall asleep. I couldn't help it. I don't know what happened." She covered her face and choked. "I have this disease. If I don't live or die, I might as well just die."

Speaking of which, he cried even louder.

"But I didn't dare to die. He threatened that if I died, my husband and children would be buried with me."

At this point, he grabbed Zhuang Li's hand again.

"Madam, how do you know this?"

He immediately shook his head and didn't ask any further questions.

"No matter how you know, just pretend you don't know. Don't be discovered. That Zhu Thief is too powerful to mess with."

He said weeping.

"You and your son live a good life, and don't treat me anymore. I am a bad luck person and bring bad luck."

Zhuang Li couldn't help but laugh: "I am also a body of bad luck."

Mrs. Lin cried. Is this a comforting word?

"Mrs. Lin, don't cry yet, listen to me." Zhuang Li said, "There is no cure for your disease, you can only rely on self-healing."

Self-healing, how can one heal on one's own? Mrs. Lin smiled sadly: "It doesn't matter if there is no cure, but even if it's cured, it's still suffering. To be honest, I want Dr. Zhang to prescribe me some medicine so that I can't sleep after taking it." Wake up, this doesn’t count as suicide, he can always let my family go.”

Zhuang Li looked at her and said, "You don't need to ask Dr. Zhang to prescribe it. I'll give you a medicine that will make you feel like you're dead."

Mrs. Lin was stunned again. Although she was heartbroken, this was the first time she had seen such a persuasive person...

Zhuang Li looked at her and smiled: "But I have a request to give you this medicine."

She couldn't tell Zhang Shilin about her pain, and Zhang Shilin, a doctor with a parental heart, would not prescribe this kind of medicine to her, and Mrs. Lin knew it very well.

She looked at Zhuang Li, hesitated and asked, "Do you want a lot of money?"

Zhuang Li shook his head, stood up and looked around. Although it was a place for people to rest, it was actually a medical center with a lot of acupuncture equipment.

Zhuang Li picked up a small cutting knife, walked back to Mrs. Lin who had been looking at her, and raised his hand to stroke Mrs. Lin's bun.

Even though she was a woman, Mrs. Lin subconsciously wanted to avoid the stranger who suddenly approached her. Just as she leaned back slightly, a lock of black hair was pulled out by Zhuang Li and cut off with a scissors.

"This..." Mrs. Lin asked confused.

Zhuang Li put a lock of black hair in Mrs. Lin's hand and whispered, "Give your hair to Zhu Shan."

Mrs. Lin's face paled and she stood up in shock.

This, this, how is this possible!

The body, hair and skin are all given by parents, and only men and women who are close relatives and affectionate will give hair as a gift.

That evil thief Zhu Shan, she, how could she—

"This is the medicine guide." Zhuang Li held her hand and said softly, "With it, your medicine can achieve what you want."

Mrs. Lin looked at the hand being held and remained silent for a long time.

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"I adjusted this according to Dr. Zhang's prescription." Zhuang Li handed the written prescription to Director Lin, "Let Madam go back and take a look."

Manager Lin hurriedly thanked him and took it. Zhang Shilin also looked at it and saw that the prescription had not been adjusted much, but the dosage was increased or decreased.

If Mrs. Lin's disease is really a heart disease as Zhuang Li said, it cannot be cured by taking medicine alone. Heart disease also requires medicine to cure the heart disease. This is something he cannot do as a doctor.

Zhang Shilin asked the store clerk to get the medicine and pack it. Manager Lin thanked him again, and Mrs. Lin followed him in a daze.

"Also." Zhuang Li handed over another booklet, "This is a book I bought at the bookstore. I thought it was quite interesting. When Mrs. Lin took medicine to sleep, Mr. Lin read it to Listen to her, it will have a calming effect."

Can reading still play this role? Mr. Lin took it and saw that it was a thin volume and very rough. It was the kind of homemade book that is commonly used in bookstores and used as a companion.

"How can I let the young lady spend money?" Manager Lin said, "I will buy it myself..."

Zhuang Li said: "Let it be included in the medicine fee."

Director Lin was startled, then laughed: "It should be, it should be." He then teased Zhang Shilin, "Doctor Zhang, don't try to skimp on anything."

Zhang Shilin also smiled: "I will pay the consultation fees to the young lady."

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"Earn money for medical visits?"

Zhou Jingyun, who returned home in the evening, heard Zhuang Li's words.

Chun Yue nodded happily and pointed to a piece on the plate: "The young lady bought it for you, Prince, with the medical expenses. She also bought Hu cake for the madam."

Zhou Jingyun smiled: "Thank you madam."

Zhuang Li nodded with a smile: "You're welcome, Your Majesty, I only have enough to buy two cakes."

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"It's only enough to buy two snacks, and I'm thinking of giving one to you, madam." Mother Xu said with a smile, looking at the delicate and lovely Hu cakes placed on the emerald green crabapple flower plate, "The Hu cakes here are too expensive. some."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou curled her lips: "Why is it expensive? It's not as expensive as the dime of our plate."

Xu's mother put the plate back and said, "Madam, if you don't want to eat, then reward the old slave."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou snorted: "Put it down, don't rush me."

Mother Xu put it down with a smile and poured tea again: "Although I come from a small family and have caused a lot of unpleasant things when I came to the family, I am still a conscientious child after all."

"I don't ask for her favor either." Mrs. Dongyang Hou said, "It's good if I can live a stable life."

After hesitating for a moment, he finally reached out and picked up the Hu Pancake and took a bite.

I don't know if it's because of the crispy fragrance of flax, but the smile spreads out of her eyes.

What came to mind when I took a bite.

"Has the person been cured?"

I don’t know. Xu’s mother said: “No matter whether it is cured or not, the young lady will always charge money for visiting the doctor.”

But two days later, Xu's mother heard the news that Mrs. Lin's illness had not recovered, but had become worse.

"It's said that he fell asleep and was even worse than before." Xu's mother whispered, "Master Lin went to Dr. Zhang for help, but Dr. Zhang said there was nothing he could do."

Seeing that Mrs. Dongyang Hou looked unhappy, she was busy and comforting.

"But this has nothing to do with the young lady. Doctor Zhang said that the medicine is all his. The young lady just used the incense primer, but it didn't work."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou muttered with a bit of regret: "Sure enough, making money is not that easy."

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Zhou Jingyun also knew the news, so he just comforted Zhuang Li and did his best.

Zhuang Li smiled and nodded: "I know."

Seeing her calm expression, Zhou Jingyun felt relieved and went to wash up, but Zhuang Li called him to stop her.

"Your Majesty hasn't been to Aunt Mei for a while."

Zhou Jingyun was stunned for a moment.

Is she asking him to leave? An idea occurred to him.

"I'm much better." Zhuang Li said, "It's better not to mess with the rules at home."

Yes, there is a concubine but it seems like there is no concubine. The family is multi-minded and it is inevitable that they will talk about something in private, such as Zhuang Li's poor health, jealousy, etc. If he talks too much, his mother will be displeased, and he will add more children. Another trouble.

She must also be worried about this.

Zhou Jingyun pursed his lips, understanding in his heart, but he still asked unconsciously: "Are you feeling better?"

Zhuang Li nodded and put his hand on his hand to check for pulse: "I'm really fine."

Zhou Jingyun smiled: "Then, where should I go tonight?"

It's still a question, not a narrative.

Zhuang Li said: "I am your wife and the mistress of our courtyard, so I should set some rules." He said with a smile, "Your Majesty, please don't mess with my rules."

Zhou Jingyun smiled and nodded: "Okay, I will listen to you, young lady."

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"Actually, there is no need to drive the prince to Aunt Mei's place." Chunhong couldn't help but say while making the bed, "You are the mistress, and the prince is still the master. If he doesn't want to go, no one will say anything."

Chunyue glared at her: "Young Madam and the Crown Prince have no need for you to talk too much."

Zhuang Li looked in the mirror and undressed his hair and said, "It was agreed upon by the prince and I. Besides, we will get tired of being together all the time."

This time Chunyue and Chunhong said in unison, "What did the young lady say?"

Chunyue came over angrily and took the comb: "Husband and wife are going to be together for a lifetime, how can we get tired of loving each other."

But she could understand what Zhuang Li meant.

After all, they are newlyweds and they always want to please their husbands.

It doesn't matter if the young lady can accommodate Aunt Mei. How can a noble family in the Hou family really live with just one woman for their whole life? If the prince doesn't like Aunt Mei, the madam will send other aunts.

In this comparison, it is still Aunt Mei.

At least Aunt Mei is quite honest.

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Aunt Mei took out the water in which her feet had been soaked. When she came in, she couldn't help but look outside.

Zhou Jingyun, who was sitting by the bed, frowned: "What are you looking at?"

Aunt Mei asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, have you made it clear to the young lady when you come here?"

Zhou Jingyun said angrily: "She asked me to come."

These words failed to comfort Aunt Mei, but made her startled: "Did you quarrel with the young lady?"

Did you come to her because of your anger with the young madam?

It's over, it's over, she is truly a disaster!