Yang Mo lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking, and she couldn't figure it out, "I asked Ding Yuan to come to diagnose the pulse, and if it is a pox, you should take medicine earlier." ”

Miss Yang gently and skillfully lifted his question, and looked at it carefully, her expression was not abnormal, but her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. She was so smart that she should know what he meant, even if she didn't figure it out the first time, and now that he mentions it again, she should know a rough idea, but she still dodges, even if she didn't explicitly refuse him, she didn't think about how to face this matter in her heart.

Since she doesn't have this mind, he shouldn't force it anymore, the brothers and sisters in the family are all elders to marry, what is unusual is his ancestors, who used various means to marry the person he likes, he has never understood the feelings here, joy is a happy space, it should be obtained naturally, and it needs to be forced.

Now he should let go, at least let Miss Yang think about it herself.

Hearing that Liu Chengling didn't speak again, Yang Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"You don't need to invite the imperial doctor to come, it's not worth it," Liu Chengling said in a low voice, "Just open a prescription to avoid filth and plague." ”

Liu Chengling still knows so much pharmacology, Yang Mo remembered Shen Weiyan said that Liu Chengling studied medical books and ancient books and never forgot it. It's funny to say, it's obvious that she came to see the doctor, and in the end, the patient had to prescribe his own medicine.

Liu Chengling's avoidance of filth and plague, in modern terms, is a summer cold, the symptoms are headaches, and a slight low-grade fever is Liu Chengling's current symptoms. Most people are angry because of greed or because of something, Liu Chengling's pulse is a little liver leakage, this person seems to be calm on the surface, but in fact, he will still be angry.

Yang Mo thought about walking to the bookcase, and Ah Jiu hurriedly stepped forward to press the paper.

The old ink cartridge next to it was opened, and there were several ink strips missing in it, and then I looked at a few brushes next to it, and there were large and small boxes on the bookcase. There are letters and folded paper written in it, how many words does Liu Chengling have to write in a day?

There are already several paintings in the bamboo jar next to it, Yang Mo looks familiar, especially the knot tied on it, which is her usual backhand buckle, thinking of this, Yang Mo picked up the painting and slowly opened it.

It's a three-sleep picture.,The paintings in the volume tank are all buckled like this.,Could it be that it's all the three-sleep pictures she returned? What is rare is that these paintings are exactly the same, and she can't tell them apart when she looks at them every day. Yang Mo's heart was pounding. In front of everyone, he re-rolled the painting and picked up a brush to write the formula.

Liu Chengling looked at the man who was quietly carrying a pen. She knew how to open his mind, but she could stand carefully outside the line.

Yang Mo handed the recipe to Ah Jiu, and then raised his head to meet Liu Chengling's gaze.

She hesitated, but she still sat on the pestle and did not walk away immediately, because she wanted to hear him finish. Instead of guessing like this, it's better to figure it out.

He sat not far in front of her, his clothes slightly open, his hands on his legs, and the seemingly casual sitting posture was hard to study. I can't find a more regular way of sitting, and the majesty of my body is innate, and others can't learn it. Maybe this is what makes her daunting, and she is 108,000 miles away from her yearning for her future life.

Especially his eyes. It seems to be clear but dense like mist, so that people can always see clearly, but they can clearly see their own shadow.

"Want to know about me?"

In fact, she had vaguely guessed in her heart that she hoped that Liu Chengling would make it clear. I hope he doesn't say it, a person can't explain it in just a few words. Yang Mo raised his head, "Will I naturally know after I return to Beijing?" ”

Liu Chengling did not hesitate. "Yes."

She was not in a hurry to understand for a while, Yang Mo stood up, "It's not too late to talk about it then." ”

Yang Molan seemed to take a step forward, but she still stopped in a position where she could advance and retreat, no matter what kind of person he was, she had prepared a way back for herself.

Such a woman is not gentle and submissive, let alone humble, even if she knows etiquette on the surface, but what she thinks in her heart is very different, but all women have to listen to the words of their elders or brothers in the family, weak and timid are attached to others, so they need a man's protection, even if they are forced by him step by step, she does not have the slightest fear and obedience on her face. Women are more virtuous than talented, but Miss Yang is the opposite, no matter what others say, she has her own reasons.

Since she was willing to take her time, he wouldn't be in a hurry, and he wouldn't lose his sense of proportion with a woman.

……

The holy decree of the imperial court soon came down, which surprised Ding Ke, the emperor was obsessed with cultivation, and it was not easy to hand over the book, and it had to go through the hands of Feng Ge Lao to approve it, Feng Ge Lao would not let a woman get the credit, he had already thought about it, if he refused to approve it, he would fold it again and again, and he had to fight for a clear one.

Unexpectedly, the imperial court had an explanation to let Miss Yang and the pharmacist who provided the medicinal materials return to Beijing.

Ding Ke looked at Imperial Physician Yao, "Have you seen that pharmacist surnamed Liu?" ”

Imperial Doctor Yao nodded, "That Liu Gongzi is different from ordinary businessmen, if ordinary businessmen send medicine, they will leave, then Liu Gongzi has always stayed to help." ”

When Ding Ke sent Miss Yang away just now, he glanced at the businessman surnamed Liu from a distance.

The merchant surnamed Liu had a beard on his face, which made it difficult to see his appearance, but he still felt that something was wrong, where had he seen this face.

In the flint lightning, Ding Ke suddenly thought...... Could it be in the palace, he has been on duty in the palace for many years, and has been serving the emperor and the emperor, and the merchant surnamed Liu has a pair of eyes and expressions like the first emperor...... Like the first emperor, not only like the first emperor but also like the current saint, like ...... Ding Ke unconsciously fell to the ground with the paperwork in his hand, and he didn't care about picking up the things on the ground, so he hurriedly rushed out of the treatment center, but the team of carriages and horses was gone.

Something big is going to happen in Kyosato.

……

At least Yang Mo felt that he had walked all the way in peace, and he was calmer than when he came, Qiu Tong was beside him, and Yang Mo slept in the carriage steadily.

When the carriage was about to arrive in the capital, it entered the post house of the government, and the mother-in-law came up to serve Yang Mo and change into clean clothes, and all things used in the epidemic area were not allowed to be brought into Beijing.

Thanks to Yang Mo when she came, she was dressed lightly and simply, and there was no etiquette in the first place, but it was a pity that she bought the dresses these days.

Qiu Tong saw Yang Mo's thoughts, "Otherwise, the slave maid will ask if she can be accommodating." ”

Yang Mo shook his head, after all, it was about the spread of the plague, and he couldn't be negligent in these things, "Just do what the court requires." ”

After resting for two days, the newly arranged carriage of the imperial court picked up everyone and entered Beijing in one go.

Usually everyone retreats from the carriages and horses returning from the epidemic area, but today it is very lively.

Yang Mo sat in the car and listened to the noise outside.

"Miss Yang is back."

"Miss Yang who can cure acne."

"Quick...... Fast...... Check it out. ”

The crowd followed the carriage and soon gathered in front of Yang's house.

The carriage stopped, Qiu Tong stepped forward to lift the curtain, and someone from the Yang family came to answer it, and Yang Mo got out of the carriage and saw Aunt Lu waiting in front of the door at a glance.

Lu's eyes were red and obviously she had just cried, and she was much thinner than when she left, as if she had a serious illness, and next to her were Yang Ming and Sister Ying.

Yang Mo was about to enter the door with Lu and the others, when he heard someone in the crowd: "Wait......"

Yang Mo stopped and turned his head, and saw someone coming forward through the bustling crowd, that person was fifty or sixty years old, with white hair, and many years of sophistication and arrogance on his body.

Yang Mo remembered a little that this person was Ding Er who bet with her.

Ding Er said that if she could cure bayberry sores, he would no longer practice medicine.

This time, Ding Er came over, I don't know what the intention was.

Na Ding'er's face was gloomy, like the sky before a rainstorm.

"What is Ding Langzhong going to do?"

The people around him immediately talked about it.

Ding Er paused slightly in front of Yang Mo, and then knelt down on his knees.

The commotion suddenly erupted.

Yang Mo didn't want to step forward and hurriedly looked at the family next to him, but before the Yang family stepped forward, Ding Er had already arched his hands together, bowed his head to his hands and bowed three times in succession.

"Ding Langzhong actually knelt a woman."

"The face of the Ding family, today is a loss, who will let him see a doctor in the future, I'm afraid he really can't be Langzhong anymore."

"A dignified seven-foot man, how can he bow down to a woman."

The Lu family standing next to her had to rely on Yang Ming's to stand firm, she almost couldn't believe her eyes, the famous Ding Lao Langzhong would kneel down and worship the eldest lady, men are heavens, except for kneeling down to the monarch and elders, nothing else can be had in any case.

Ding Er's face was more ugly than anyone else's, but he said tremblingly, "I have an appointment with Miss Yang, if Miss Yang cures bayberry sores, I, Ding Er, will no longer practice medicine, but I, Ding Er, have practiced medicine all my life, and I will no longer sit in the clinic as if killing me, so I came to ask Miss Yang to forgive me for my false words that day." ”

Yang Mo whispered to the Yang family, "Quickly help Ding Laolangzhong up." ”

The Yang family stepped forward to help, and Yang Mo looked at Ding Er through Mi Li, "It's just a word of will, Mr. Ding doesn't have to be serious." In modern times, the directors of two departments also had a time when they were fighting over a patient.

Ding Er showed a grateful look on his face, and let people stand up with him and look at Yang Mo, "I heard that Baohetang is recruiting Langzhong, is it appropriate for Miss Yang to look at me?" ”

Hearing this, Yang Mo couldn't help but be stunned, with the qualifications of Ding Lao Langzhong, as long as he was at home, he would have a big family to pick up and see a doctor, and occasionally sit in the pharmacy, and he would also support the façade of the big pharmacy like Mr. Bai, how could he go to the pharmacy to be an ordinary Langzhong.

"Ding Er is going to Baohetang to be Langzhong."

"It's crazy, it's still a woman to be the owner."

Ding Er seemed to have made up his mind, regardless of the discussion around him, he just looked at Yang Mo and hoped to get a positive answer, with Miss Yang's medical skills, let alone let him go to Baohetang to be Langzhong, even if he was willing to be an apprentice to Miss Yang. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. )