Chapter 204: Who the hell are you?
The two hundred and fourth round
Even if Qin Ying was familiar with the people in the three major medical departments, he knew that they would not release water during the consultation because of this. The whole process is watched by His Majesty, who would think that his life is long, and he can't get along with His Majesty for the sake of the future of a nine-grade doctor?
One day, Qin Ying came out of the Lizheng Hall and met Ling Fengyu of the Shang Pharmacy who was visiting.
He curiously asked Qin Ying why he insisted on guidance, obviously knowing in his heart that the guidance method was slow to take effect, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up with the consultation that would be held five days later.
Qin Ying lowered his eyebrows and bowed, and replied softly: "Mencius" cloud, although tens of millions of people have gone to me. I am in this palace where everyone is in danger and only seeks to protect themselves, and I am willing to follow the example of the ancient sages. ”
Ling Fengyu looked at her blankly for a while, as if he wanted to see her true thoughts from Qin Ying's plain face. However, Qin Ying has long been accustomed to being calm, where can he peek at will.
"In ancient times, aspiring people either became honest ministers or corrupt officials in the end." As he spoke, he remembered that when he first entered the palace to study medicine, he was also like her, with thousands of grand ambitions, but those wishes were too late to be realized, so they turned into a pillow of yellow sorghum and a pillow of emptiness.
And Qin Ying still didn't even move his brows when he heard this, as if he was not infected by his affection. Her mind is very firm, and she will not be moved by what others say.
Continuing to bow his hand, Qin Ying led the conversation to the side: "Lord Xie Ling's advice in the library at the beginning. ”
Ling Fengyu waved his hand and said: "It's just a trivial matter, the book "Treatise on the Origin and Syndrome of Diseases" is given to me, and it is also a theoretical knowledge, and it happens to make the best use of it for you." When he pointed out the handwriting of the previous dynasty, he didn't expect that Qin Ying would really use it to heal people.
"Don't dare to be an adult's compliment." Qin Ying's face was a little hot. She's the worst at listening to compliments.
Qin Ying, who finally reacted in his heart, was quite interesting, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and a hint of a smile appeared: "There are still a bunch of chores over there in the Shang Pharmacy, so I'll leave first." See you on the day of the consultation. ”
Qin Ying watched his figure leave flickering away, and said, "...... Adults walk slowly. ”
If she hadn't met him, a nobleman, she wouldn't have been able to read the "Treatise on the Origin and Syndrome of Diseases" carefully and find out the guide to cure and quench her thirst. At the end of the day, she couldn't thank him enough.
Just when Qin Ying's thoughts were scarce, Imperial Physician Lin stepped to her side from the corridor and put a hand on her shoulder: "I've been so tired these days, don't be tired." ”
Qin Ying shook her head silently, she didn't feel tired at all. saw through the results, but there was still a flame called luck rising in her heart, which was what made her the most uncomfortable.
Seeing the obvious cyan color in Qin Ying's eyes, Imperial Physician Lin sighed: "We are watching this side of the Lizheng Hall all the time, you go and rest for a while." ”
“…… Good. Qin Ying thought for a while before responding. She was under a lot of mental pressure, and her whole body looked a little sluggish, and her body seemed to be thinner than before.
Senior brother Li Chunfeng told her a few days ago that she didn't need to pay too much attention to the consultation, but Qin Ying didn't listen to it, and spent her energy on the East Palace every day. And the medicine of Lord Ouyang of the Hanlin Academy was all handed over by the little palace attendant.
Qin Ying returned to her own room after returning to the Lizheng Palace, and had a groggy dream as soon as she fell asleep with her clothes closed.
In the dream, she stood under the flower corridor of the Hanlin Courtyard, and Liu Yun stood on the patio and looked at herself from afar. She hadn't met him in a long time, and it was hard to remember his name now.
Qin Ying raised his hand and saluted him, and a shadow came in front of him in an instant.
He was three steps away from her, and his deep eyes stared at Qin Ying for a long time before he said, "...... Why did you make yourself like this? ”
Last time, Liu Yun took Qin Ying into Lord Ouyang's dream, she was almost submerged in the seawater, he protected her in his arms, and swam far away with all his strength until he sent her out of the dream. But Qin Ying still suffered from the cold, and Liu Yun felt very guilty, so he guarded her for a moment after that.
When she saw that she gave herself lightly to others, it was for a promise that I don't know if it would be fulfilled. While he felt angry and unworthy for her, jealousy also took possession of his heart - why could the sick prince possess her, just because he had a cheekiness that no one else could?
It took a few days of deliberate retreat, but the evil fire burned more and more. So much so that he had to see her.
Originally, he wanted to ask her why she had compromised with the man, but he couldn't restrain his jealous feelings, and now he spoke in a prickly tone.
Qin Ying smiled and said, "Do I have to report to you before I do everything and get your permission?" She felt that Liu Yun was very unreasonable, she hadn't appeared for so long, and now she scolded her regardless of the cause and effect, as if she didn't act according to his train of thought, it was a big mistake.
Liu Yun was so angry with her that she was speechless, the only thing she could think of was that she already belonged to the sick and weak prince, although she regarded that incident as a transaction, she was willing in her heart. And in her heart, he is an insignificant character.
“…… I understand. Won't bother you again. ”
He was silent for a moment, then turned and brushed his sleeves to leave. Liu Yun didn't want to argue with Qin Ying, was it too hasty for her to hand herself over like that, he wanted to end this fruitless wait.
He spent thousands of years waiting, in exchange for her who had forgotten her past. What she likes in her life is someone else, and it's just a fool's dream to continue the edge. If he waits any longer, it will be nothing more than hurting others and hurting himself.
And Qin Ying called his name behind his back: "Liu Yun, who are you?" The moment he turned around, Qin Ying felt some indescribable sadness in his heart. It's like a friend who has been friends for many years, and suddenly wants to cut off his robe and break off his righteousness.
She remembered that she and he first met a year ago on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival. People come and go on Suzaku Street, she holds Mei Sanniang's hand, and accompanies the geisha to come here to watch the lion dance of the five directions.
A black lion with a strange aura attracted her attention, and she quietly left the sight of the geisha and followed the lion.
When the lion suddenly pounced on the passerby, Qin Ying hurried over, lit a five-colored cigarette at the lion's tail, and threatened it to release him, but he was overwhelmed by it on the side of the road instead. At the critical moment, Mei Sanniang rushed to it and worked with her to restrain it, but finally saw it transform into a twelve or thirteen-year-old young man.
Wearing a twelve-deep coat of black yarn, he is extravagant and compelling. Thinking that he is surnamed Liu, the system of deep clothes is no different from that of the royal family. guessed that he was a nobleman.
However, after that, Qin Ying and Mei Sanniang bought a complete set of "Book of Han" and "Book of the Later Han" to check the royal genealogy table, but did not see his name on it.
When she saw him, she felt very familiar, and the feeling lingered, but she couldn't remember who he was and how it was related to herself, so she spent so much effort to find out. (To be continued.) )