Chapter Eighty-Seven: The First Patient

Today is Cui Jinghao's happy day, but although the Cui family is full of joy, there is no festive appearance among the people who come and go, but everyone is a little cautious and worried. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Just after the hour, Cui Jinghao, who was drunk, kicked open the door of his new house. He remembered the flattering but secretly thoughtful gaze at the banquet just now, and the anger in his heart could no longer be bearable.

"Get out of here." Cui Jinghao pushed away the glass of wine handed over by the bride, waved his hand and reprimanded the people in the room, staggered to the marriage bed, and ripped off the bride's hijab on the marriage bed.

"San Lang," Annan said a little timidly, when she was sent to the wedding room just now, the two big maids Mei Xiang and Mei Han beside her were taken away by the bride of the Cui family, and none of the maids and servants in the room were known to her. She was a little uneasy, and at this time, she was a little happy when she saw the familiar Cui Saburo coming over.

"Saburo, how much alcohol have you drunk?" Annan smelled Cui Jinghao's body and was slightly dissatisfied. "Why are you drunk like this?" Today is their day of great joy. Although I don't like him anymore, I married him in the end. What woman can endure her husband getting drunk on her wedding night?

Cui Jinghao just stared at Annan who was as delicate as a flower on the bed without saying a word, and after a while, under the stimulation of alcohol, he finally couldn't help but step forward and ripped off the woman's wedding dress on the bed.

Annan didn't hear Cui Jinghao's reply, and was a little puzzled, and wanted to speak, but the man in front of him suddenly pounced and tore off the wedding clothes on his body.

When she remembered the small booklet sent by the old lady in the palace who specialized in teaching personnel on the eve of her wedding, she blushed with shame about the cave room that she had taught in person. Although she was no longer a virgin, her two short experiences were far less rich than those in the booklet.

Mama said that on the night of the cave room, she needs to put down the princess's shelf, cater to her husband well, and make her husband satisfied, so that the husband and wife will be harmonious and happy in the future.

Thinking of this, Annan closed his eyes, lay down on the big bed, tilted his head to the side, and untied his clothes with his husband.

This **** actually ripped open her belly pocket, can't she wait? Cui Jinghao saw Annan's movements, a surge of blood and anger, and he was even more angry, no longer ignoring his father's advice, and rudely pulled away Annan's obscene pants.

Cui Jinghao stared closely at Annan's inner thighs, and sure enough, there was a crescent-shaped birthmark!

This slut is not even a slut who hooks up with a man on the street, but even a lowly gardener in the palace has to seduce. This is a woman who is as good as a husband, since she is shameless herself, why should she be polite to her!

Seeing this crescent-shaped birthmark, the last bit of reason in Cui Jinghao's heart was also burned by anger, and he rudely pounced on his wife.

Mei Xiang and Mei Han, the two personal maids of Princess Annan, who were finally let go by the bride, hurried to the door of the happy room, but saw that the door was closed, and only heard the princess's mournful screams mixed with joy, which kept coming out of the room.

The two looked at each other, thinking of the teachings of the old lady in the palace, they couldn't help blushing, and they each twisted their heads to the side and guarded the door of the happy room.

A quarter of an hour later, the two of them heard a man's beastly roar, and after a while, they saw the new master of the horse angrily push open the door and walk out of the courtyard without looking back. The two girls didn't know what was going on, they glanced at each other and walked into the happy room.

"Come on, the princess is bloody." After a few breaths, Mei Xiang ran out of the door with a pale face, pointed to the servants and mothers-in-law of the Cui family in the courtyard, and shouted tremblingly, "Go and report to the lord and Mrs., and send the imperial doctor over." The princess is bleeding! ā€

The servants of the Cui family in the courtyard didn't care, and secretly despised the royal princess in their hearts.

Bah, don't you just want everyone to see your princess's fake redness? Do you need to shout like that? Even if everyone in the world saw the red, it was not true. I don't know where the blood on the bed came from, did it get too much? Don't pretend to be real, who doesn't know that your princess is no longer a yellow flower girl, can you use it? This is taking everyone for a fool, right? Phew!

"I said, Miss Meixiang, this cave room has candle nights, and women have fallen red all of them, so there is no need to make a fuss." A mother-in-law on the side said with disdain, and winked at the servants around her.

"This mother, it's not red, it's bleeding." Mei Xiang looked panicked, "The whole sheet is dyed red, and the princess is not quite right, she screams that her stomach hurts." Please, go and see it. ā€

Several old mothers didn't believe it, but they couldn't stand Mei Xiang's drag, so they still walked into the house slowly.

Inside the house, Princess Annan curled up in the corner of the wedding bed with her belly in her arms, and under her, the entire snow-white sheet had been stained red with blood.

Where is this what the red should look like, it clearly looks like a miscarriage? Several servant women glanced at each other, and each saw the shock in each other's eyes, so they no longer cared about the joke, and ran towards Mrs. Cui's room.

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In a family medical hall, Zhang Qingshan, who had just finished teaching a few young apprentices about medicinal materials, took out a diagram of the human body structure drawn by Wang Jiqing in the past few days. He looked at the picture carefully, and then looked up at the hourglass next to him, forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow. He waved his hand to disband the little apprentices, and was about to go back to the back house to rest, when he was interrupted by a quick and fierce knock on the door.

"Master, could it be that we only opened today, and someone can't come to the door?" Zhang Qingshan's little apprentice looked at the master and several junior brothers and laughed.

"Of course, as long as our master shows the name of the miracle doctor, I am afraid that our threshold will not be broken by the people in the capital." Another little apprentice also said with a smile.

Zhang Qingshan's apprentices were all orphans he adopted on the way to practice medicine, and several of them were called master and apprentice, like father and son. On weekdays, the relationship between several brothers and sisters is very good.

"Don't talk about it, don't open the door yet." Doctor Zhang listened to the increasingly rapid knock on the door, and glared at a few disciples. If you come to the door so late, I'm afraid it's an emergency.

The little apprentice who was the first to speak touched the hairpin on his head, and in the good-natured laughter of the senior brothers, he stepped forward to open the door of the medical hall.

"Is the doctor there?" Outside the door, a housekeeper-like person walked into the medical hall, and as soon as his eyes turned in the hall, he looked at Zhang Qingshan, the eldest in the room, and bowed down, "Someone in the family is sick, and I ask the old doctor to save my life." ā€

Lives matter! Zhang Qingshan, who is known as a doctor's benevolence, naturally will not refuse, although he is also a little puzzled, why did he find his own medical center that only opened today to save people? But he immediately took the two little apprentices, picked up the medicine box and got into the carriage.