Little girl, the old woman's residence is simple, don't dislike you, and talk a few more words with us. The old woman said, and took advantage of the situation to help the person in Jing Huan's arms to the low chair in the room.

Jing Huan refused again and again, unwilling to burden the old woman, but she didn't want to be unable to resist the old woman's swift behavior. She stood awkwardly and looked awkwardly, but saw the woman who was originally on her shoulder, still sitting on the chair with her eyes closed.

Seeing such a situation, Jing Huan's heart suddenly crossed a trace of frightened illusion. For the woman's delay in waking up, she had some uncertain worries.

Her irritable mood humbled her, and after a few wandering back and forth, she finally organized her rhetoric.

She looked at the old woman with sincere eyes again, and slowly spoke: "Old woman, I don't know if there is any medical hall near you?" These words, with a slight urgency, reached the old woman's ears, and made her turn slowly, and gave her an answer with heavy eyes.

"Well, yes, there is, but that person is very weird, even if he is given an expensive house visit fee, he probably won't ask for a pulse from the outpatient clinic."

Such an answer made Jing Huan's heart inexplicably unconfident. Does she really have to help this person and go to more remote places to seek medical treatment?

"Little girl, do you feel unwell, it just so happens that my wife can write a biased method, maybe he can make you feel better." The old woman saw that Jing Huan was frowning, so she thought of a way to resolve her sadness.

"Well, then I'll bother the old gentleman to take a look at this woman." Dead horses are regarded as live horse doctors, and now, Jing Huan has to think about the problem with such a heart.

"Don't bother, the old man has a rare chance." The old man showed a kind smile, and his steps gradually got closer and closer. "Is it the girls who are sitting and sleeping?" Jing Huan nodded in reply.

The old man's eyes sank, and then he approached the woman. He stretched out a finger and pressed it directly on the woman's Heavenly Spirit Acupoint. This acupuncture point is in charge of the health of the heart and blood, and this woman does not look like a person who has been badly injured, perhaps with the stimulation of these acupuncture points, she can be sober as before. "Why, old man, what are you doing?" Seeing the old man unstoppably tapping at a few acupuncture points on the woman's forehead, Jing Huan asked a little worriedly.

"Don't be anxious, little girl, you can see the results after waiting for a while." The old man said, and the frequency of the pressure on his hand also accelerated a little. Suddenly, the old man let out a low groan, and his body retreated towards the back.

The old woman was the first to rush to his side and helped him a little steady. "What's the matter, wife." The old woman inquired worriedly, and her eyes never took off the old man.

"It's okay, it's just that the old man's palm seems to have a stinging pain, and his mind suddenly darkened, and it was difficult to balance his pace." As he spoke, the old man examined his palms that were filled with pain.

"Sir, you better rest. Tell me the doctor's dwelling, who does not go to the clinic, and I will lead her there. Jing Huan saw that the old man didn't seem to be at ease, so she took the initiative to ask Ying to look for it, that strange person.

"Okay, girl, come here, the old woman will talk to you." Jing Huan followed the old woman's beckoning and rushed over. She listened attentively, and secretly wrote down the route in her mind.

"Okay, I remember, so I'll go there." Jing Huan finished speaking, and put the woman on the low chair on her shoulders again. The woman seemed to be out of the situation from beginning to end, and those closed eyes also foreshadowed her, still sinking into old dreams.

Let's take one step at a time. Jing Huan thought like this in her heart, so she leaned on the woman on her shoulder and walked towards the door. This room may be a bit shabby, and when you go out, you almost get stuck in the door pavilion. "Then, little girls, you need to be careful on the way, after all, you two are young women." The old man and the old woman looked at the two of them worriedly, and their words were full of worry.

"Well, you don't have to worry, we'll take care of ourselves." Jing Huan smiled friendlyly, and then waved goodbye to the two.

"Okay, then the two of us have to send you here, and we will see that girl can return to her health." Listening to the words of wish in her ears, Jing Huan's heart warmed, and she nodded with a bright smile.

"Two, farewell." After saying the last parting words, Jing Huan helped the woman to walk towards the medical hall.

The direction of this to the medical hall is the opposite of the Seven Kings' Mansion. If the matter of this woman has not been resolved before Her Royal Highness returns to the mansion, then it will be a very bad experience for her and the princess she respects.

Hey, what's the use of being troubled here? For now, let's take this woman to the hospital to find a doctor so that she can take a look.

After regaining her determination, Jing Huan's foot speed also increased a lot. After twisting a few remote alleys, she finally saw a room with Duanxiu's handwriting written on it.

"Miaozhu Medical Hall? Is that it? The woman frowned and muttered to herself, then broke her steps and knocked on the door made of jade bamboo in the medical hall with her fingers.

"Who?" A man's voice came from inside the room, his answer was so brief that Jing Huan even forgot what she should answer for a while. She stood in front of the door until it was opened, until she looked at the man who spoke.

"You're here for a consultation?" The man asked, his eyes taking him over. "It's not me, it's her." Jing Huan lowered her eyes and extended her gaze downward, and Fang changed the focus of the man's gaze to one person again.

"I think you know the rules of my diagnosis." The man neither brought them in nor hindered them from entering, and what he was doing now was to explain his own rules to the two begotten people.

"Well, looking at your expression, and the woman who slept like a pig, I guess you still don't know my rules." The man spoke again, with a hint of helplessness hidden in his words.

"Well, let's talk about the rules later, you can help me take a look at this woman first." Jing Huan saw that the man seemed to be deliberately delaying time, so she took the opportunity to break into the medical hall.

The man looked at Jing Huan's back, but there was still no hint of anger. Although the corners of his mouth were slightly downward, the affection in his eyes was not fierce.

He can show two completely different emotional traits on the same face, or he is not an ordinary doctor.

"Okay, I'll make an exception and talk to you about this rule after I've seen it for her." The man followed close behind and approached the infirmary, his words bold and slow.

I saw that he first took the woman in Jing Huan's hand, and then placed it flat on the ground. That's right, not on the disaster prevention couch, but on the cold and cold ground.

Although Jing Huan didn't like the "third party" of the Seventh Highness among the Seven Princesses, she was kind-hearted, but she couldn't bear to watch this sick person receive her cold shoulder for the first time.

As soon as she thought about taking a few steps forward and helping the woman up, the man in the medical hall waved his sleeves again and again to stop her movements.

Jing Huan looked at his serious complexion, and read the common saying "the heart of the doctor's parents", so she controlled herself not to care about these details. Seeing that no one was disturbing him, the man started his way of diagnosis and treatment.

Perhaps, great talents abound in the world, but today Jing Huan still has a long vision.

(To be continued.) )