At noon, Su Huan did open Qin Ying's door with an octagonal food box.

"This is the mutton soup I specially found in the back kitchen." He casually sat cross-legged on Qin Ying's couch, rolled up his wide sleeves, opened the food box for her, and brought out the cyan soup bowl that was still steaming.

"It smells so good." Qin Ying sniffed, staring at the soup bowl with bright eyes, the white mist drifted for a while and gradually disappeared, after she saw the clear soup in the bowl, she frowned dissatisfied, "Why only half a bowl?" With this half bowl of soup that doesn't even have a sheep rack, where does it look like the kitchen made it just for me? ”

At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the mutton soup in Chang'an City was a major feature. If people who come to Chang'an have not eaten authentic mutton soup in the East and West markets, I am afraid that they will regret it for the rest of their lives.

Qin Ying had eaten a bowl of mutton soup at a small stall outside during the winter solstice of the previous year, and the geisha from Zhonglu Pavilion in Pingkangfang. Since then, the soup dish with endless aftertaste has been engraved in Qin Ying's heart, so that she has never forgotten it to this day.

"Eat light during your illness." After Su Huan stacked a pair of wooden chopsticks and handed her the bowl with chopsticks, he replied confidently.

Qin Ying shook her head helplessly and didn't say anything more. She couldn't explain to Su Huan, a person who didn't believe in gods and ghosts, that the reason why she had a cold and cold was that she saw a ghost last night and went to someone else's dream with a ghost. In that case, let's keep your own precious silence.

She carefully blew away the sesame seeds and other things sprinkled on the soup noodles, and after taking a sip of the soup, she smacked her lips and asked, "Where is the hairpin lady now?" ”

"She wrote an application early in the morning to leave the Hanlin Academy, and she probably won't come back at noon. What are you looking for her? Su Huan originally watched Qin Ying drink soup, but was surprised by her unsightly appearance, and finally Su Huan silently turned his face away.

"I want to thank her for the cane syrup." Qin Yingying said vaguely perfunctorily. In fact, she was looking for the hairpin girl because she wanted to tell the other party that she understood Lord Ouyang's dream, and she felt that she might not be able to remember it clearly after a while.

Su Huan looked at a few simple and generous furnishings in her room, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "I just drank the hairpin lady's small half cup of cane syrup, and I am grateful to Dade." I watched over you all morning, and I didn't see you to thank me? ”

"Yes, yes, thank you Lantai for your long waiting." Qin Yingying nodded naturally and earnestly.

He didn't see the expression on Qin Ying's face at this time, but he also guessed the ** point. Su Huan squinted his peach blossom eyes and laughed softly: "Heh, if you can tell the truth with hypocrisy, I'm afraid you're the only one in the world." ”

"-- What kind of hypocrisy is this?" Qin Ying finished drinking the few mutton soups, wiped her mouth with a vegetarian handkerchief, and pushed the empty bowl in front of Su Huan, "I'm full." Please don't lock me up, I'm afraid to be alone in a dark and closed space, and I don't go out in the afternoon. ”

"Don't pretend to be with me, don't let me lock the door because you want to go out." When Su Huan said this, he smiled like a spring breeze, which made people unable to take their eyes off it.

"Yes and what, and what is not?" Broken by Su Huan's words, Qin Ying puffed up his cheeks angrily, and simply crossed his waist without doing anything.

Su Huan put away the cyan soup bowl and the pair of chopsticks, closed the lid of the food box and said, "You are a doctor, if you don't take care of your body, how can you treat others and ask questions?" What's the point if you're honest all day today? ”

Qin Ying lowered her head when she heard this, she realized for the first time that Su Huan's eloquence was so good, she couldn't refute it. If she can't say anything, she can only continue to nest in the room: she sighed heavily after accepting this fact.

"Oh well. Lin Xingwen Lin Yaocheng works in the Drug Collection Bureau, can you take him here? ”

Su Huan nodded, he was not a roundworm in Qin Ying's stomach, where would he know that Qin Ying asked him to invite Imperial Doctor Lin over, instead of begging Imperial Doctor Lin to write a prescription for typhoid fever - that kind of commonly used prescription Qin Ying himself would also prescribe - but to ask Imperial Doctor Lin about Lord Ouyang's dream.

When Su Huan closed the door and left, Qin Ying became a little drowsy. She rubbed her somewhat sore eyes, and found that her will could not overcome sleepiness well, so she gave in, fell back on, covered her face with a blanket and fell asleep.

When Su Huan took Imperial Doctor Lin to the outside of the Xunzi room, it happened to be uncorrect.

Su Huan raised his hand before he was about to push the door, but Imperial Doctor Lin still remembered that Qin Ying was really a woman, and said worriedly: "You go in without knocking on the door, it's not good." ”

"Lord Qin is unfortunately ill today, even if he knocks, he won't get up and open the door." Su Huan explained his behavior to Imperial Physician Lin.

Imperial Physician Lin thought to himself that you didn't avoid suspicion like this, probably because she didn't know that Qin Ying was actually a woman.

Su Huan had something to do this afternoon, and it was inconvenient to stay in the backyard for a long time. He pushed the door open for Imperial Physician Lin, turned around and bowed to Imperial Physician Lin, and then took his leave.

Before leaving, Su Huan's gaze swept to the sleeping position where Qin Ying's head and face were covered in the room, and he was so hateful that his teeth itched. Who is afraid of the dark who would cover himself up like this? It can be seen that Qin Ying, a kid who lies and doesn't make drafts, has deceived himself solidly.

Imperial Physician Lin didn't pay attention to Su Huan's sinking expression, he tiptoed into the room with the medical box, sat down and opened the medical box, and then woke up Qin Ying: "The days of being the edict of the Hanlin Academy should be more nourishing than the waiting doctor of the Medicine Collection Bureau." However, you have only been here for the second day, why did you make yourself look like this? ”

Qin Ying got up from the blanket, simply packed up her hair and clothes, and then stayed: "Zifei fish, Anzhi fish's worries?" She replied by slightly altering a wise quote from the Zhuangzi. After a few more words of greeting with Imperial Physician Lin, Qin Ying pulled the topic from himself to Lord Ouyang.

Only then did Imperial Physician Lin know Qin Ying's true intention of calling him over. He heard Qin Ying say that Lord Ouyang was delirious, and let out a sigh: "Two years ago, he was just a doctor of general medicine in the Imperial Medical Department, and I don't know what Lord Ouyang is hiding when he enters the Hanlin Academy. ”

Qin Ying accompanied Imperial Physician Lin and smiled bitterly: "Since Lord Ouyang has not left a medical history in the Imperial Physician's Office, then we can only start from scratch." As far as I know, in addition to being delirious, Lord Ouyang also seems to have nightmares at night. ”

Although Qin Ying was locked in the wing room by Su Huan in the morning, she was not idle.

Thinking about the deep blue water she saw last night, and then connecting with the experience she had accumulated, after making a lot of calculations, she thought that the deep blue water was a nightmare.

Nightmares are usually characterized by heavy bodies, accompanied by symptoms such as difficulty breathing and difficulty moving limbs. And Qin Ying experienced the nightmare feeling in the deep blue sea in Lord Ouyang's dream last night.

On the other hand, Qin Ying believed that Lord Ouyang, a dreamer, should feel more uncomfortable than himself, an outsider.