No wonder she said that she had the final say here, and when she listened to Miss's words on Monday, her eyes rolled, and it turned out that this was a building built by someone else.

Siniang sneered: "It's not hard to guess, you don't have to be complacent with me because you know about it." ”

Lin Xiaojue snorted coldly and stood up straight: "Are you stupid?" She pouted: "Who has leisure, Kung Fu, guess your background?"

After seeing Siniang being ridiculed, she looked at her with that kind of hatred. Lin Xiaojue still bent the corners of his mouth casually: "You don't have to thank me, I just want to remind you of this;

Filial piety, no, no, no......" She froze, looking at everyone's anxious eyes, she calmed down after a while: "No, just make a show." ”

When they finally said it, the other three all sighed in their hearts.

Communicating with the stammer, but it took a lot of effort, Siniang was short-tempered, and she couldn't wait to jump up on the dying bed. "You say I'm never married, but it's a show?"

These words really pricked her nerves, she coughed angrily, and then lifted the quilt to reason with Lin Xiaojue.

Monday was a little unbearable.

Miss is too angry to speak, everyone is sick like this, Miss is still poisonous, is there any sympathy.

She walked over to help the servant hold Siniang, and then persuaded: "Our young lady has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, she must have something important to say to the lady." "It's time to teach the truth of life.

"Listen to me. Lin Xiaojue didn't mean to argue with her, she looked up and stopped her, which was appeased.

"You mean. Siniang was more anxious than her.

Lin Xiaojue sighed slowly: "If you are really filial, you should." I know what my mother wanted to accomplish the most, most, and most wanted to accomplish before she was alive. ”

What my mother wanted to inherit most was her grandfather's medical skills. Siniang thought about her gentle mother, her heart moved, the anger went down a little, and she breathed steadily. Leaning slowly on the reclining pillow.

"You seem to know a lot about me. Who the hell sent you?"

"I naturally, too, was forced to come, and you did. Don't you know?" Lin Xiaojue curled the corners of his mouth and said, "No one sent me." Nor was it possible. Send me. ”

Arrogant!

"Then how do you know me, do you know my maternal line?" Siniang asked with a cold look in her eyes.

"Twenty years ago, there was a plague here.

My grandfather's. The medical case records: The plague swept across the south of the Yangtze River, thousands of people, infected, appeared, thousands of miles, horizontal corpses, households, there were dead people, the scene.

And Wuxi County, teach others, other places, much better, all the living, very many!

Why, so, is there such a strange situation?

Because here, there is a famous doctor, surnamed Ye, he has, two medicines, it is said that they can, extinguish the plague, and the invisible, save people, between danger.

Miss Leng's, mother should be, surnamed Ye, right? And, Ye's famous doctor, is yours, grandfather. ”

Lin Xiaojue ignored her cold eyes, and slowly said the relationship between Siniang and Ye Shenyi that she guessed according to her grandfather's medical case.

It is better to say that it is a guess, but it is better to be a firm narrative.

Siniang listened patiently to her speech, and the more she listened, the darker her face became, and she couldn't stop looking at the little girl in front of her.

"You guessed my identity just from this medical case? You don't look like fifteen at all. She didn't affirm or deny Lin Xiaojue's speculation, and finally just said in a somewhat obscure tone that Lin Xiaojue was precocious.

Lin Xiaojue did not deny it: "To be sure, I may be older than you." She said with an eyebrow raised.

Miss is sick again, you said that you are thirty-seven, you have to have a thirty-seven-year-old face, she waved her hand to Siniang in a little panic: "Don't listen to our young lady's nonsense, we are both the same age, fifteen years old." Hurriedly explained.

Siniang looked at this maid who was neither big nor small, and suddenly smiled: "You are good to your subordinates." She said to Lin Xiaojue, and suddenly she raised her chin and asked as if she had made up her mind: "You haven't told me yet, how did you guess my identity, there can't be a portrait of Ye's descendants on the medical case, right?"

"I heard, you said last night, "Nonsense, nonsense, I used my grandfather's recipe, and it will be fine." "In the Leng family building, the lady is carrying her grandfather, and she is carrying a prescription. It's hard for me to be reached. ”

Lin Xiaojue confessed to Siniang the origin of her speculation.

In it, she recounted Siniang's muttering in shock last night. At that time, she clasped her hands on her chest and shook her head in disbelief, deliberately learning Siniang's tone and movements.

Siniang looked a little distracted at the time, so she was a little stunned, her voice was very low, and she was stammering, and she imitated it in a weird tone, which was very joyful.

Monday held back a smile and the servant lowered his head.

"You did it on purpose. Siniang listened with anger, and finally blushed.

"Yes. Lin Xiaojue replied categorically.

This "yes" means that it is deliberate, Siniang only found out that this little girl is a scoundrel, you want to be angry with her, but if you taste it carefully, you will feel that she is very humorous.

It's humorous? Does she like her a little? Siniang thinks that it's really bad for herself.

"Ahem, you want to heal me, but I don't know you yet, so let's talk about where you learned your healing skills. She hid her embarrassment and began to get to the bottom of it.

"Soon, the art of curing you, it should be, from grandfather. Lin Xiaojue thought about it, his mother was good at surgery, and his grandfather was good at herbal medicine.

The old grandfather is a military general, he is good at riding a horse and fighting, where can he know the medical skills, and he can't stop listening to the support on Monday.

"Miss, miss. She whispered to her young lady, "Aren't we here to treat Si Niang?" she said and pointed to Si Niang's nose as if no one was around. "And blood. ”

Lin Xiaojue understood her worries and smiled lightly.

"Are you raised as a girl?" Siniang was a little speechless at Monday's mouthful, and she looked at Lin Xiaojue with complaints.

"It's a girl. Lin Xiaojue happily admitted.

But Monday's cheeky skin is shy at this time, it turns out that Miss has always treated her as a girl? It's not right when you think about it, Miss is not as big as her, right?!

Lin Xiaojue's way of dealing with the world and speaking is very out of line, she doesn't seem to be a person in this world, Siniang has a lot of complaints about cutting down trees as soon as she enters the building, and even she says that she understands medicine, she thinks that someone sent her to get the prescription.

So as soon as they met, their conversation was full of Mars, and no one was convinced by anyone's sabre-rattling, but I didn't expect to let a few unintentional interjections on Monday break this deadlock.

"Without further ado, now you are suffering from external diseases. I can cure it. But I'm not going to be empty. You have to answer me, one thing. I will heal you. ”

Knowing that the body of a fever patient is extremely painful, weak and spiritless, and still sore, Lin Xiaojue no longer competes with her, and talks about his medical rules straight to the point.

She seemed to know everything about her, and half of her words hid the other half, and she seemed to know nothing about her.

It's not that I don't know anything, I know that she is a medical girl, the Lin family comes from, she calls herself Zhou, she is from her grandfather, she is a family heirloom of medical skills, and she is still a stammer, and her spirit is obviously not very normal.

But she was sure that she could be healed, but only on conditions.

"Isn't the doctor empty?" Siniang's originally calm face became difficult to look at again.

"What kind of good thing can you be a doctor who practices medicine for yellow and white things? Don't say that I don't have money, even if I have money, I won't be blackmailed by you, if you don't treat you, you will leave, I don't believe that my grandfather might as well give you a yellow-haired girl." She said angrily.

"If you don't have a purpose, let alone practice medicine, you can't do anything. Yellow and white things, there is no sin, you are superficial. Lin Xiaojue raised his eyebrows contemptuously and said.

"But ......" Siniang was about to get angry, but she changed her words and said: "This time, no, I will accept your money, I want something else." ”

"Anything else?" Siniang was stunned for a moment, thought about it, lifted her left lip, and looked disdainful: "You checked me so much, it turned out that it was for this, to tell you that the recipe is not in my hands, I won't tell you." ”

"Huh. Lin Xiaojue sneered: "How can you live, so, big? On the one hand, your grandfather's medical skills are very good, isn't this just telling the world that yours is true?

Now you, again, are sick. Say you, you don't have that in your hand, two prescriptions, who believes it?"

"Grandfather's prescription is a cure for fever. Siniang was middle-aged and vigorous, because she was wrong and insisted on theorizing with her.

"Warm disease!" In this life, there are still people who have put forward this point of view, and it seems that some things cannot be avoided.

"Then I'll admit it for the time being, it's a warm illness. Lin Xiaojue mentioned the concept of medicine, and his expression became serious.

"But......" she said again, and then slowly walked to Siniang's bed. (To be continued......)