If he had known that his master was suffering from heart disease and needed divine healing, Youshu would definitely not wait for nothing to do, and he would have beaten out his reputation as "the flesh and bones of the living dead". But now, even if he took the initiative to send it to the door and said how miraculous he was, the master would never believe it. As the saying goes, "catching up is not a deal", people are afraid that they will suspect him of bad intentions, so they will feel bad.

The more you thought about it, the more frustrated she became, and she returned to Renxin Hall amid the ridicule of passers-by, and summoned the starving ghost to ask, "Do you know what the relationship between King Yu and Dr. Zhou is?" ”

The starving ghost has relied on the Yin and Yang Yuan Qi charm these days, and he has collected a large number of small minions, and he is a snake in Cangzhou City, so he hurriedly drove the little ghost to investigate, and after a while, he turned back with the news, "Lord Qiqi, they originally met in Jizhou Mansion." King Yu went to Jizhou on an errand, but fainted on the side of the road due to a heart attack, which happened to be met by Zhou Miaoyin and rescued him from the ghost gate. The king was grateful for her kindness and took care of her. Previously, Mrs. Taishou had a gap with her, and she was killed by design, but it was King Yu who pulled her at a critical moment and brought her to Cangzhou Mansion to settle down. Now she has replaced Song Rongdong and has become the exclusive doctor of King Yu, and she has to go to the palace every few days to check the pulse. The relationship between the two is very close, and there are rumors in the market that the king has taken a fancy to her, and maybe one day he will canonize her as the concubine Niangniang......"

Youshu didn't wait for the starving ghost to finish speaking, then slapped the table and scolded angrily, "Fart! ”

The Starving Man was startled. In his eyes, adults have always been elegant, calm, and calm, and can be called omniscient, omnipotent, and do everything without hurry, slowly, as if they are all under control. It's the first time I've seen such foul language and smoke like this. Moreover, he couldn't imagine that the word "fart" came out of the mouth of an adult, which was extremely incompatible with his well-behaved and beautiful face!

Youshu knew that she was out of shape, and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, her expression embarrassed. The so-called "those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black", in his previous life, he was tied to Meng Changye's rough man, and he inevitably learned a few foul words, and he jumped out as soon as he was excited.

"It's okay, you go on." He secretly reflected for a moment, and then waved his hand to urge.

The starving ghost continued, "In the medical hall opened by Zhou Miaoyin, King Yu accounts for seventy percent of the shares, so I often go to take a look. ”

"Can Zhou Miaoyin cure his illness?" Youshu wants to know this the most. Judging from the rumors, Zhou Miaoyin does have two brushes. It stands to reason that the level of medical care in ancient times could not support a surgical operation at all, and even if Zhou Miaoyin's skills were good, in the absence of corresponding medical equipment and drugs, it was difficult for patients to survive the large hemorrhage during the operation and the infection period after the operation. But the patients she handled survived, and there must be a mystery hidden in this.

However, no matter how mysterious it is, she can only do minor surgeries such as cutting the cecum, dissecting the abdomen, and suturing the wound, similar to major surgeries like heart-disease, and she must be helpless. There is no X-ray, no color ultrasound, no electrocardiogram, and no heart rate monitor. No matter how bold she is, she can't cut open her master's chest, look at his heart, and re-stitch it up, and finally design a surgical plan, right? It's not about saving people, it's about harming people.

Congenital heart disease is a serious disease that is difficult to cure in modern times, let alone in ancient times. Unless the Da Luo Immortal comes, such as himself, no one can save him. Youshu is quite proud of the secret.

The starving ghost shook his head, "There is no rule of law, this is what Zhou Miaoyin personally admitted." However, she started from the aspect of health preservation and dietary therapy, trying to prolong the life of the king of Yu, and I heard that a new medicine is currently being researched, called speed, speed, speed......"

"A quick-acting heart-saving pill." There is Shu supplemented.

"Yes, that's the name of the drug. Listening to Zhou Miaoyin, this medicine is specially aimed at patients with heart disease emergencies, and it can quickly relieve heart pain after being pressed under the base of the tongue. In the future, when King Yu gets sick, he will no longer have to worry about not being able to save him. Therefore, King Yu attached great importance to Zhou Miaoyin, and once declared that she was the first miracle doctor of Wei. ”

Bah! Youshu wanted to take a sip, but she desperately held back. He was so uncomfortable now, it was like eating dozens of lemons and pouring a large vat of vinegar, and his whole body exuded a strong sour smell. It's also that he came too late, otherwise where would there be Zhou Miaoyin next to the master? Guan Zhou Miaoyin's skillful actions during first aid, I am afraid that he has done several artificial respirations for his master. The master's lips are soft enough, sweet enough, and smooth enough, right? Bah! Phew!

Youshu slammed her head against the table, her expression very distorted.

The Starving: "Are you alright, my lord?" Have you forgotten to take your medicine? ”——

At the same time, King Yu stroked the corners of his mouth and ordered in a deep voice, "Go check on Song Youshu." "He was actually taken advantage of by a yellow-haired boy, and he didn't feel disgusted at all, but he never forgot it, which is obviously abnormal!

The guards took the order, but it took only a quarter of an hour to bring back the exact news. Song Youshu is originally from Cangzhou, and his life experience is extremely simple, and he just had a fight with his mother a few days ago, and he is not a big celebrity. He made his fortune in Jizhou, but he did cure several patients, the most dangerous of which was to treat Wu Taishou's son to death and resurrect him, and Wu Taishou kept the specific information from him tightly and couldn't find out.

Fang's family deliberately raised Song Youshu to abolish it, only let him learn a few words, and did not invite famous teachers to teach knowledge, so he didn't have enough knowledge, even if he got the deer bit grass that came back to life, he didn't think about using it to hoard Juqi, but squandered it three or two times, and the cured people only got colds, high fevers, sore throats and other minor disasters, which is not enough. The guards looked down on him a little, and concluded, "So he only knows a little bit of fur, and he doesn't have much attainment in medical skills, so in order to revive the lintel, he eagerly clings to the prince." ”

"Really?" King Yu tapped on the table and muttered, "Wu Li is not a foolish master, he doesn't have two brushes, and he will definitely not invite someone to see a doctor for his precious son." Killing and rejuvenating people, this Song Youshu is a bit interesting. ”

Zhou Miaoyin, who was sitting on the side to diagnose his pulse, said disapprerovantly, "I'm afraid it's not that the dead person was saved, but that the person didn't die at all." ”

"Oh? How do you say that? The King of Servant was full of interest.

Zhou Miaoyin explained in detail what fake death is, and asserted, "It's also Song Youshu's luck, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to explain to Mrs. Taishou, you know, that person is not a good stubble." Furthermore, I suspect that Wu Gongzi did not have intestinal gangrene, but should have been another disease, otherwise he would have died of sepsis by now. ”

"Sepsis? What kind of disease is this? The King was immediately distracted by her.

The two talked and laughed at Yan Yan, as if they were very compatible, but Zhang Gui noticed from the occasional empty eyes of the prince that he was a little absent-minded. Sure enough, the prince, who always had to go before sunset, got up to say goodbye this time without even having dinner, which greatly disappointed Dr. Zhou.

When the group left the Zhou Medical Hall, they saw Song Youshu standing at the door of Renxin Hall, stretching his neck on tiptoe, and looking at it with his eyes in a daze. After seeing the prince, his already big and round eyes suddenly burst into light, and Zhang Gui subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face, for fear of being blinded. King Yu also shook his head, and then the corners of his mouth curved slightly. Although this kid has a heavy utilitarian heart and a thick skin, this skin is very well-behaved and delicate, so that people can't hate it no matter what. For the sake of his loneliness, there is no need to worry about those things before.

Youshu wanted to run over and pull the corner of the master's clothes, or rub beside him, but saw several guards holding their sabers with fierce expressions, so they had to dispel this thought.

"Lord Wang, only I can cure your illness! If you are interested, you can come to me at any time! He finally couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart and shouted loudly.

Not only did passers-by laugh, but even King Yu himself chuckled twice, waved his hand at the young man gently, and then walked away step by step. Youshu stood on the side of the street and watched, waiting for his back to disappear around the corner before turning around, but saw Zhou Miaoyin also standing at the door of the medical hall, looking at him with a look of pity.

Youshu felt that he couldn't communicate with these mortals, so he spat on the ground, and then closed the storefront, and then felt that this kind of action was too rude, and if the master of this life saw it, he would definitely not like it, so he repeatedly warned himself that he had to change all the bad habits he had contracted in his previous life-

In order to get the master's other eyes, so that he can rest assured that he will hand over his body, Youshu set up a sign at the door the next day, with the four big words "free consultation" written on it.

But Renxintang's reputation has long been stinky, and the more Youshu lowers his figure, the more the people feel that his medical skills are unbearable, how dare they joke with their lives? The guy from Zhou's Medical Center came to the door of the store from time to time to take a look, and when he saw that the shopkeeper Song was in a panic, he would say a few sarcastic words loudly.

Youshu except for Zhou Miaoyin, who really didn't take the rest of the people in his eyes, he didn't hear anything, just sit patiently and wait. Three days later, Renxintang was still unpatronized, so after a little thought, he changed the sign to "Cure Incurable Diseases" and placed it on the side of the street.

At this time, not only passers-by laughed so much that their stomachs hurt, but even Zhou Miaoyin, who has always been happy and quiet, came to see the excitement a few times.

Somehow, King Yu always thinks of that brief kiss, which is quite unpopular these days. Zhang Gui saw that he was not in good spirits, so he told him all kinds of deeds of the shopkeeper Song as a joke.

"Oh? Did he really put up the sign? It's a lot of guts. Does anyone visit these days? ”

"Where can it! How Song Honeysuckle died, everyone in Cangzhou City knows it, if the old lady Song is still there, maybe he can still put up the signboard of Renxintang and pass it to Song Youshu. This kid is really crazy in order to revive the family business, and he even dares to let go of such arrogant words, and he is not afraid that he will not be able to end up in the end. ”

"Young people are inevitably a little impetuous, and the sword goes off the rails. He is the only one left in the Song family now, and he has no worries. Let's go with the king and see his sign. Yu Wangxing hurried out of the gate.

The flow of people on Shennong Street is two or three times that of usual, and the brand of the shopkeeper of Guy Song is too unique, and word of mouth has attracted many onlookers. Dressed in ordinary coarse cloth clothes, he squeezed to the front under the protection of the guards, but saw that the sign was four feet long, bordered with golden silk nanmu, red cinnabar as ink, and written with teeth and claws, majestic, and at first glance it really felt a sense of pride in the world.

Good word! He sighed silently in his heart, and was about to take a closer look, when he heard the crisp sound of feet coming from the room, like a happy foal approaching. In just a moment, the young man's white and pink face appeared in front of him, and the two small dimples looming on his cheeks seemed to contain nectar, which made people sweet in their hearts.

King Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he unconsciously burst into a light smile.

Seeing that the master smiled, Youshu became more and more happy, rubbed his hands and said, "Lord Wang, are you looking for me to see a doctor?" Come in! ”

"No, this king is just coming to see your brand."

Youshu's bright eyes dimmed instantly, one foot stepped out of the threshold, and the other foot was stuck in the door, looking very helpless.

King Yu wanted to reach out and pat him on the head, but in the end he held back, nodded slightly and walked towards the Zhou Doctor's Clinic. Youshu hurriedly followed, circling around him, looking like he wanted to say something.

King Yu smiled secretly in his heart, but there was no show on his face. The more this person looks, the more he looks like a puppy, he clearly wants to please himself, but he doesn't know how to flatter himself, he only follows around at his feet, rubbing his front and back, his eyes are wet, as if soaked in water, which is very painful. If what he asked for was not for himself, but for something else, the king could not bear to refuse.

"This king has arrived, don't follow." In front of the Zhou Medical Center, he gently taught, "Hone your medical skills, walk steadily step by step, and walk steadily, so as not to fall halfway." Song Honeysuckle still has a lesson from the past, you must not follow his old path. The most important thing in practicing medicine is exquisite skills and a benevolent heart, not a good name. On the day when your medical skills are perfected, this king will definitely invite you to go to the doctor. ”

The master is still so gentle, which makes Youshu blush and heartbeat, can't help himself, and was almost brainwashed by the other party, really thinking that he has nothing to do except a braggart mouth. He hurriedly came back to his senses, waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, my medical skills are really good, and only I can cure your disease." ”

King Yu shook his head and smiled, and after taking a deep look at him, he went to the backyard of the hospital under the leadership of the guy who ran the hall.

Youshu wanted to follow up, but was kicked out by the guys in the store, so he had to go back dejectedly. At this moment, a luxurious carriage stopped on the side of the road, and several young and beautiful maids and a luxuriously dressed lady slowly carried a young man to the ground. The man was pale-skinned, thin-skinned, and looked very haggard with deeply sunken eye sockets. As he passed by Youshu, he raised his arm slightly, causing the wide sleeves to slip off, revealing half of his thin wrist, which looked like a walking skeleton at first glance.

"The little one has seen Mrs. Wang, and I have seen Prince Wang. Childe, how did you lose weight like this? The guy who ran the hall hurriedly greeted him.

Wang Gongzi said angrily, "I'm hungry, give me something to eat......"

"We're a hospital, not a restaurant, so you're on the wrong side, right?"

Mrs. Wang, who was supporting him, urged again and again, "Quick, hurry up and let Dr. Zhou show my son." In the past half a month, he has been crying out for hunger, no matter how much he eats, it seems that he has not eaten, not only his stomach is not obvious, but even his body is rapidly losing weight. No, he doesn't even have a human form now, and he's still shouting to eat......" As he spoke, his eyes were already red, and his voice trembled, which showed that he was in a hurry.

Seeing that Wang Gongzi's face was like gold paper and his breath was weak, the guy hurriedly ran to the backyard to call someone. A few other little girls came over and placed Wang Gongzi in a chaise longue. This is an emergency, there is no need to queue up with the number, and Dr. Zhou will show him the first one later.

Youshu took advantage of the chaos to squeeze in, observed carefully for a moment, and asserted, "Mrs. Wang, don't waste your efforts. Wang Gongzi's disease, only I can cure it in the world. ”

"Who are you?" Mrs. Wang looked inexplicable.

Someone next to him laughed, "He is the famous 'Song Divine Doctor', the one who specializes in treating incurable diseases!" ”

Mrs. Wang had obviously heard about the sign, and she couldn't help but show a look of disdain, "You yellow-haired boy also dare to argue with Doctor Zhou, have you ever memorized the "Medicine Sutra" and "Medical Scripture?" If you don't know it, go home quickly, don't come out and be embarrassed. ”

Youshu's forehead twitched, and she felt more and more difficult to communicate with these mortals, and was about to explain further, but when she saw Zhou Miaoyin hurrying over, she waved her hand and said, "My patient doesn't have to worry about Dr. Song, please go back." Someone came, and carried the prince to the ward. ”

Several strong men ran out on stretchers, squeezing the slender Youshu aside. Watching them walk away, Youshu shouted at the top of her voice, "Mrs. Wang, I'll leave my words here, Wang Gongzi's illness can't be cured by ordinary doctors." If you are desperate one day, just come to Renxin Hall to find me. ”

"Phew! You're cornered! The maid who had fallen to the end spat at him. Mrs. Wang was also very displeased, but because she was worried about her son, she didn't have time to deal with him.

Youshu stood alone for a while before leaving in the hands of everyone, sneering, stepping into the deserted and empty Renxin Hall, and suddenly added a feeling of "everyone is drunk and I am awake"-

In the past, if she met a patient in urgent need of treatment, Zhou Miaoyin would leave the prince to work. The prince did not leave, but watched with great interest, as if he admired her very much, but today he only sat for half an hour before getting up and leaving, and his expression was unpredictable, his mind did not belong, and he did not know what he was thinking.

Zhou Miaoyin didn't send him, but she was a little anxious in her heart, and she barely settled down, and then walked into the consultation room. Wang Gongzi had already taken off his outer robe, and was lying on the examination table wearing only obscene clothes and trousers, the thin fabric clinging to the surface of his body, exposing the bones and bones, and looking very terrifying.

Even the well-informed Zhou Miaoyin couldn't help but show a look of surprise, carefully examined it, asked many questions, and finally asserted, "Binge eating disorder has to be adjusted from both physical and psychological aspects. Give him fluids and supplements before going to the hospital. If he eats something, you have to keep an eye on him and don't let him spit it out. ”

"I didn't throw up, I'm not a bulimia!" Wang Gongzi retorted angrily, but was pushed back to the hospital bed by Zhou Miaoyin and was not accepted.

Everyone in Cangzhou City knows that if he encounters a seriously ill patient, Dr. Zhou will leave the person in the hospital for observation for a few days, which is called "hospitalization". Mrs. Wang agreed, and then ordered the maid to go home to get the bedding. The bedding in the hospital has been used by too many people, and it is not as clean as the one at home.

Zhou Miaoyin prescribed a few prescriptions to strengthen the foundation of Peiyuan, and asked the guy to take the maid to the front hall to grab the medicine, and secretly thought in his heart: Fortunately, the spiritual spring in my space can sterilize, disinfect, and replenish vitality, otherwise this bulimia really can't be cured. Dilute the spiritual spring and feed it to Wang Gongzi, you should be able to make him as rich as possible, and the psychological aspect can be slowly adjusted in the future.

As soon as Wang Gongzi was settled, there was a loud cry outside the door, Zhou Miaoyin hurriedly ran out to check, but saw a woman holding a three or four-year-old boy in her arms, staggering into the threshold, "Doctor Zhou, please save my son!" He just fell into the river! ”

Several soaking wet teenagers followed, one of whom was desperate and presumably a relative of the boy. He tried to pick up the child, but the woman pushed him away and yelled, "Get out! I never want to see you again in this life! If you weren't playful, how could you let your brother fall into the river? When your father returns, how will I explain it to him? ”

The young man knelt down to Zhou Miaoyin with a puff, kowtowed, and said, "Doctor Zhou, I am willing to exchange my life for my brother's life, if you can save him, I will be a cow and a horse for you in this life, there is no other word!" ”

Zhou Miaoyin couldn't help him, reached out to pick up the child, and then his face changed greatly, "When did he fall into the water?" ”

"Half an hour ago." The woman said in a trembling voice.

"It's useless, his body is already stiff, corpse spots have appeared, and no matter how much he saves him, he can't come back to life. Take him back and bury him. Zhou Miaoyin put the child on the examination table and covered it with a white cloth.

The woman's head was dizzy, and she shouted sharply, "How can there be anyone in this world who can't be saved by your divine doctor?" When the Sun family boy fell into the river, didn't you blow the air to live? Are you worried that I won't be able to pay the money? You save first, and I'll go home and get it!" ”

"No, no, no, it's not a matter of silver. I am a human being, not a god, how can I bring the dead back to life? This sister-in-law, please also mourn and change. Whenever this happens, Zhou Miaoyin feels very uncomfortable.

The woman cried and pleaded, and the young man kowtowed again and again, but he would not leave. In fact, they also understood that the little boy's breath had long been cut off, and the corpse was already cold, even the Da Luo Immortal could not save it, but there was inevitably a trace of delusion in their hearts. This person is Doctor Zhou, known as Doctor Zhou, who is known as Doctor Zhou, who is not sick and omnipotent, she will definitely have a way.

Zhou Miaoyin was in a dilemma, but she heard someone shouting outside the door, "This eldest sister, you might as well go to Renxin Hall to have a look." The medical skills of the shopkeeper Song are also very exquisite, and he is known as a doctor of incurable diseases! ”

"yes, yes! People have released words, saying that they can 'live dead and flesh and bones', instead of embarrassing Dr. Zhou, a mortal, you should go and ask for the true god. As soon as these words came out, some people echoed, some people scolded, and some people secretly couldn't help laughing, but it was really not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Although Zhou Miaoyin was disgusted with the young man's eagerness for quick success, she was unwilling to pass on her troubles to others, and hurriedly explained, "This sister-in-law, don't listen to their nonsense, Shopkeeper Song is young and writes nonsense for fun." You should take the child away and bury him quickly, lest he be left behind. ”

The woman grabbed the last straw like a drowning man, and without saying a word, she picked up her young son and walked towards Renxintang, and the young man who had caused a big accident got up and chased after him. Onlookers also flocked to the scene, all waiting to see a good show.

Zhou Miaoyin hesitated for a moment but followed, ready to help the young man out of the siege.