On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the sky is warm and the sky is clear. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe weather has been good for several days, and the heavy snow in Kyoto has melted a lot, and although the weather is fine, it is still extremely cold because of the snow.

At the intersection of West Street, Du Weiwei was lying in the innermost position of the tent, her small body completely wrapped in a dark gray cloak, and the woman was lying on the table, sleeping with her eyes closed.

Under the shed outside the tent is a stall for free clinics. Su Wushuang was sitting behind the table, diagnosing the condition of the people in line.

Leng Mian stood behind Su Wushuang, giving him a hand, and kept taking the medicine from the huge medicine box and handing it to Su Wushuang.

Shen Mu stood a little farther away, always paying attention to the movements around him.

Zi Kom sat at the door of the tent and watched Su Wushuang's movements very seriously.

Today is the fourth day that He Xiao left Kyoto for the frontier. At the speed of his rush, he should have reached the frontier yesterday.

In front of the booth of the free clinic, there was an extremely long queue, all of which were elderly people looking at the elderly, as well as some ordinary people who were obviously seriously ill.

These people basically don't have any serious diseases, most of them suffer from some wind and cold because of the cold winter, but they suffer from no money for treatment, so they keep dragging it out until they have Su Wushuang, a stall for free clinics.

"Uncle, you take this medicine, one stick a day, take it with warm water at noon, here is the dose for a week, if the wind and cold are not well in a week, you come again, I will get you a new medicine."

Su Wushuang's voice was very warm, and the angle of the sunlight outside the shed was falling on Su Wushuang's body, with a hint of warmth.

Sitting in front of the free clinic was an obviously old man, his eyes were a little bad, he was squinting at the medicine handed over by Su Wushuang, a pair of cloudy old eyes were full of emotion, he stretched out his hand, and did not take the medicine directly, but grabbed Su Wushuang's hand.

The cold face suddenly condensed, and his steps stepped forward suddenly, wanting to drink the old man's movements.

For Su Wushuang, the most important thing for a doctor, in addition to the medical theory in his mind, is these hands.

Feeling the movement of the cold noodles, Su Wushuang's eyes instantly turned sideways, signaling the cold noodles not to make too many movements.

"Doctor Su, you are really a living bodhisattva...... Living Bodhisattva......" The old man's words were a little vague, but he could still hear them clearly, and his tone was full of gratitude.

"Uncle, you don't have to say thank you like that. Your body can get better, that's what Wushuang wants to see. ”

"Great good guy...... Nice guy...... The living bodhisattva is alive, the living bodhisattva is there, yes......"

The words in the old man's mouth were still muttering in a low voice, and he still didn't let go of Su Wushuang's hand.

Su Wushuang's eyebrows lowered, swept over the old man's hand, and the light in his eyes sank: "Uncle, look, there are still so many patients to see a doctor in the future, if you have spare time next time, Wushuang will definitely accompany the uncle to have a good chat." ”

As he spoke, the movement in his hand was slightly forced, and he took off the old man's hand.

The old man obediently let go of his body, picked up the medicine and retreated to the side, still watching Su Wushuang's movements, and still muttering in a low voice: "Living Bodhisattva...... Living Bodhisattva......"

Zi Kom was still sitting at the mouth of the tent, watching Su Wushuang's action of dispensing medicine for people's pulses, she was almost fascinated, and she didn't notice that behind her, the woman who was sleeping in the tent had already gotten up and walked slowly behind her.

"Zikou."

Du Weiwei's eyes also looked in the direction of Su Wushuang, and he stood for a moment before speaking.

Zikou turned her head suddenly, and suddenly stood up, with a little haste in her voice: "Princess." ”

Zi Koo's voice was not loud, but it was not small, and it instantly provoked some of the people standing in front of him to look in the direction of Du Weiwei.

Du Weiwei held the edge of the tent with his left hand, as if he was a little sleepy-eyed, nodded at Zikou, then looked in the direction of Su Wushuang, and said softly: "Is the medicine enough?" ”

When the words fell, Su Wushuang spoke, but the cold face moved, turned around and turned over the huge medicine box, and immediately raised his head: "It's still enough until tomorrow morning." ”

Throughout the whole process, Su Wushuang was extremely serious about checking the pulse of the person in front of him, and did not look at the movement behind him.

Du Weiwei's brows frowned obviously, his eyes lowered slightly, and he gradually exerted his hand on the door of the tent, and after a while, the woman fell: "Zikou, go to the nearest pharmacy and buy another batch of medicine." ”

There was also a hint of surprise in Zikou's sight, but she quickly replied: "Yes." There were no more superfluous words, and when I turned around, I had already left the booth of the free clinic.

The movements in Su Wu's hands also stopped at this time, turned his eyes, looked in the direction of Du Weiwei, and his voice was clear: "Princess, go down like this...... Is it ......inappropriate?"

Du Weiwei's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, looked at the long line, and shook his head: "There's nothing wrong with it." You only care about free clinics and medicines, and the palace will have its own way. ”

When the words fell, Du Weiwei's eyes looked at the direction of Shen Mu, who was standing far away, and then smiled faintly, turned around and re-entered the tent.

Su Wushuang looked at Du Weiwei's back, and his expression gradually sank.

The free clinic started on the day He Xiao left Kyoto, but Su Wushuang, who thought he was just putting on a show, realized that Du Weiwei really had deep sympathy and concern for these people who had been affected by the disaster.

Taking a deep breath, Su Wushuang sat down again, picked up his pen and began to write the formula. In my ears, there were also the whispers of some people.

"Is that the ...... the princess?"

"Isn't it, this princess is very good, the doctor of this free clinic is a close friend of the prince, and this princess is also a free clinic every day and does her best."

"I heard that this Lizun King has gone to the frontier again."

"Yes, you said that the people who left the palace were such good people, how could it be that the people from the grain shop on North Street said that it was the grain shop under the emperor, but it was said that there was no food to disperse......

"Be quiet, don't let anyone hear you......"

Su Wushuang, who was writing the prescription with a pen, lowered his head, but the movements in his hands paused for a moment when he heard the words of those people.

Shen Mu naturally saw the signal of the young lady's eyes, and stood in place for a while, his eyes swept around again, and then he raised his steps and walked in the direction of the tent.

When passing by Leng Mian's side, Shen Mu's gaze met Leng Mian's, and he nodded very slightly, and when Leng Mian's eyes were affirmed, Shen Mu took a step and walked towards the tent.

In the tent, Du Weiwei had already taken off his heavy dark gray cloak, holding a steaming tea cup in his hand, and was sitting behind the desk, with a cold eyebrow.