Leaving Zhuo Yiyu, Zhuo Yijia went straight to Fushengtang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fushengtang is not like other medical halls on the street pavement, but in a courtyard.

Zhuo Yijia stood at the door of the Fusheng Hall and knocked on the wooden door that was a little mottled because of her age.

Hearing the knock on the door, the gatekeeper opened a gap, stretched out his head, and saw this little daughter with a veil and surrounded by Dayu, his eyes swept behind the little daughter again, and made sure that it was the little daughter who knocked on the door, and his eyes looked at the little daughter in front of him, "Girl, but there is a lot?"

This is the rule of the Fushengtang consultation, and you must arrange a lot to ask a doctor.

Zhuo Yijia glanced at the old man in front of her and shook her head, after she found out something strange last night, she came directly today, and she didn't have time to let someone communicate with Chun'er.

The gatekeeper looked at Zhuo Yijia and shook his head, and sighed, "You can't enter the hall without a lot, this is the rule." "As he spoke, he was about to close the door.

"Wait. Zhuo Yijia stepped forward and grabbed the eaves of the door and looked at the gatekeeper, "Mr. Chun'er asked me to come." ”

said that she was here to find Chun'er, and the gatekeeper probably wouldn't let her in. As Hua Tuo of Nanshang, too many people will come to him.

Over the years, there have been many people who have come to seek medical treatment, but it is the first time I have heard that the master is looking for someone to come. Mr. Chun'er has no father, no mother, no children and no daughters, and he is alone. Who will come to him?

The gatekeeper looked at the little daughter in front of him suspiciously, someone came to look for him, and the master should have informed him in advance.

But he didn't give any notice. It must be a lie. Thinking of this, the gatekeeper was about to close the door again.

Zhuo Yijia pulled the door again and looked at the person guarding the door, "You can bring this thing in to Mr. Chun'er, he naturally knows who it is." Saying that, Zhuo Yijia raised his hand and took off the woodcarved orchid hairpin on his head and handed it to the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper was still a little hesitant, frowning and looking at the daughter in front of him.

Zhuo Yijia looked at the gatekeeper in front of him without blinking, took down the hand pressed on the door, retracted into the big hat, stroked the yaoqin hanging on his waist, the sound of the silk piano came out, the pupils of the gatekeeper shrank, and he was stunned, and took the orchid hairpin in Zhuo Yijia's hand in a daze, and turned around and walked.

Zhuo Yijia sighed, and asked her to use soul dementorship. Thinking cautiously, he turned around and looked around, but no one paid attention to it.

Inside the Ukishengdo Pharmacy

Hearing the footsteps outside, Chun Er put the picture in his hand into a drawer and took out the medical book.

"Master, there is a little daughter outside, and she said that the master asked her to come. The gatekeeper was standing outside the pharmacy when the voice came in.

Chun'er put down the book in his hand, naturally he didn't look for anyone, Chen Sanniang's people? Sanniang has his platoon in his hand, so he shouldn't be stopped. Could it be that the sick and wounded come to seek medical treatment?

Chun Er thought for a moment and asked, "Is there a token?"

"Yes. The gatekeeper said with his head down.

As soon as it fell, Chun Er walked out of the pharmacy, "What about the token." ”

The gatekeeper looked up at Chun'er and hurriedly handed over the things in his hand.

Chun Er looked at the orchid hairpin in his hand, this hairpin, he had never handled it. However, the last time he was in the daughter's boudoir, Yan Ruyi seemed to be a wooden hairpin.

"How old is the daughter outside?" Chun Er pinched the hairpin and looked at the gatekeeper.

"Eight or nine years old, it looks like the daughter of a rich family. ”

Chun Er listened, raised his feet and walked out.

The gatekeeper hurriedly followed, the master was going out to greet him personally?

Zhuo Yijia stood quietly in front of the gate of the Fusheng Hall with his hands down, motionless.

After a while, hearing the sound in the courtyard, Zhuo Yijia raised his head.

The door slowly opened, revealing Chun'er's figure.

Chun Er saw that it was Zhuo Yijia, opened the door a little wider, and turned sideways to let Zhuo Yijia in.

Zhuo Yijia entered the door and followed Chun Er into the pharmacy. As soon as he stepped into the pharmacy, a smell of herbs permeated the air, and the smell of medicine was between his snorts, Zhuo Yijia was in a trance for a while, and suddenly remembered when he was seriously ill in his previous life.

"Master. Chun Er closed the door behind him and half-knelt down to salute Zhuo Yijia.

Zhuo Yijia turned his head and looked at Chun's unsmiling appearance. As the youngest grandson of Mr., Chun'er should be the same age as himself in the previous life, but the experience of half a life makes him look different from ordinary people with seriousness and calmness.

"Let's get up. Zhuo Yijia sat on the chair next to her, "I came to you this time to ask you, Aunt Yun in the second room of the Zhuo family, was she here to get medicine when she was seriously ill?"

Chun'er got up and stood in front of Zhuo Yijia, "Yes." The second master of the Zhuo family has a row of lots in his hand. ”

"It turned out that I really took the medicine here. Zhuo Yijia heard the words and said to himself.

"Does the master think that Aunt Yun's death is strange?" Chun Er looked at Zhuo Yijia thoughtfully, as if he had thought of something, and continued, "Fushengtang is taboo, and for the injured and sick who come to the door, the cause and medication will not be disclosed. This is the rule of the church. Therefore, many people who have hidden diseases in their families and can get a lot of tickets will come to Fushengtang for treatment. What matters is the rules of the Floating Life Hall. ”

So, is there really something that people can't know about the second room?

"How did you get the row in the second room of the Zhuo family?" Zhuo Yijia looked at Chun'er.

"The Fusheng Hall was built by the master, and when it came to the hands of his subordinates, a total of nine sticks flowed out. Each stick is recorded. Chun'er looked at Zhuo Yijia, who was listening carefully, "The lottery that the second room of the Zhuo family brought at that time was the signature of the one in the palace. "When the new emperor ascends the throne, the Fushengtang will sign it as a gift, which is why in the eyes of outsiders, why the Fushengtang has big rules, but it can't make trouble.

Zhuo Yijia lowered his head, listening to Chun'er's words, the words fell, and he raised his head after half a salary, "Can you still find the medical case that the people in the second room of the Zhuo family came to consult back then?"

Chun Er shook his head, "The people of the Zhuo family are not coming to ask for a doctor, they just came to catch the medicine, and there is no medical case, but the subordinates can find the medicine list that caught the medicine back then." ”

Also, it is the attention of an aunt who came to Fushengtang with great fanfare. Zhuo Yijia looked at Chun'er, "Find that list, and if you find anything, let someone hand it to me directly." ”

Chun'er nodded.

Zhuo Yijia looked out the door, turned back to Chun'er and instructed, "Help me pass a message to Sanniang, let her pick me up, I have something to discuss with her." She hadn't informed them, but she didn't want to be stopped under the door of Manchun Tower.

Chun'er nodded, turned to look into the shadows, "You go and communicate with Sanniang." ”

In the shadows, there was the sound of the hem of clothes sweeping against the wind.

Zhuo Yijia looked up at Chun'er and didn't speak.

"This is the man from the haunted garden. Chun Er looked at Zhuo Yijia and paused, "Since we recognized the master, Bei Liang has arranged for us to have people from the ghost garden by our side. ”

Zhuo Yijia nodded and looked outside the pharmacy, the winter wind occasionally blew, and the wooden sign carved under the eaves was swayed by the wind.

The noise outside the courtyard came intermittently, and it didn't match the silence of the courtyard.

The smell of the New Year doesn't seem to have been immersed in the floating hall at all, as if it were peerless.

Zhuo Yijia raised his eyes and looked at the ears in front of him, and his originally delicate eyebrows and eyes were like wax figures, frozen on his face. When the Guo family was destroyed, what kind of state of mind should he have. Be the same as her.