Chapter Eighty-Six: The Busy Concierge

Lin Hui saw that Wang Duzhong had misunderstood, so he hurriedly shook his hand and said with a smile: "If Brother Wang is willing, it will naturally be okay to come and have a look." The assistant still asked Xiao Wu to come. ”

After hearing about the change of eyes, Wang Duzhong almost forgot about the tuberculosis in Jiangfu, but fortunately, Lin Hui still remembered, and specially took out the self-made "overlord clause" and gave Wang Duzhong a few copies.

If this thing can be promoted and the doctors use it, it will also be good for themselves.

Alternative is not a choice, it is helplessness.

Wang Duzhong was quite amazed by Lin Hui's medical notice and treatment contract.

Doctors are not omnipotent, and doctor-patient disputes have always been a problem. What's even more depressing is that the government is often biased towards the sick either to calm things down, or to curry favor with the powerful, or to buy the hearts of the people. After all, when there are disputes, the patient's condition is not under control, and the situation deteriorates and even dies from time to time, and there is some sympathy in it.

If you can sign the documents in advance, then at least it will really go to the government, and the doctor can rely on it.

Lin Hui told Wang Duzhong that the Jiang family did not necessarily have a good temperament, and it was still ugly to say things ahead, and agreed to sign these documents before they could be treated.

Thinking that Lin Hui had not even received a medical license from the Medical Undertaking Bureau, Wang Duzhong said that he understood very much.

Soon after Wang Duzhong said goodbye and left, he returned with his son.

Wang's enthusiasm for this matter exceeded everyone's expectations.

Known as Wang Xiaodao, Wang Jiagoro is almost obsessed with the injury department, and the use of knife techniques has reached a level of subtlety. Although he was only an assistant, Wang Xiaodao was still excited to have the opportunity to participate in the unprecedented eye-swapping technique.

There happened to be a lot of preparatory work to be done, and Lin Hui was very happy to start with the Wang family father and son.

It's busy here, and there's another part of the city that's also very lively.

Zhao Lianshan, as the prince of Dingyuan, has almost the best mansion in Nanwu City.

This mansion is quite huge, three open and five entered, the hall is magnificent, the courtyard is excellent, there are pavilions and lakes dotted among them, strange flowers and trees are distributed everywhere, it is said that it comes from the handwriting of Peng Rong, it is a very famous house.

It's just that on this day, the house exudes a panicked atmosphere.

There were sixteen brightly armored and heavily armed guards standing at the door, all of them looking nervous and vigilant, and if someone looked at them twice, they would be reprimanded, not at all like the usual kind of peaceful taste although they looked majestic.

Behind a pair of stone lions with fangs and claws, the main entrance was closed as usual, but the side door not far away was in a hurry.

The concierge, who had nostrils facing the sky all day, also showed an uneasy look, and turned away all the people who came to visit the prince impatiently, and refused to even accept handbooks or posts.

According to the rules of the house, the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard have always been distinct, and the boy cannot enter the inner courtyard after he is ten years old, and the maid with a slight head and face almost does not come to the outer courtyard, let alone the female dependents. On weekdays, people in the inner courtyard want to go out, and there is a special mezzanine to enter and exit.

At this time, the concierge was guarded by Zhao Dayong, the steward in charge of the concierge class, who was almost fifty years old, because of his long errand time, his experience and temperament, and his careful and steady temperament, so he was appointed to take charge of the concierge land. There was a big incident today, and Zhao Dayong was afraid that the boys below would not handle it properly, so he also rushed over to be on duty.

Zhao Dayong had just stiffly driven away a slimy little official who begged to see the prince, when he saw the pear blossom girl in the prince's room hurrying over.

As her name suggests, the Pear Blossom Girl is born with skin like clotted fat and snow-white* Pink and very moving, but she is the forbidden belly of the prince, and she almost never comes to the outer courtyard. Coming in and out by chance, the boys caught a glimpse, and they were all shocked, and they were not guarded for half a day.

It's just that today, the pear blossom girl's face was anxious, her slender eyebrows were wrinkled to one place, her beauty was greatly reduced, and the extremely delicate moon-white jacket embroidered with lilies was stained with a large piece of blood, and she was unconscious, so she just asked Zhao Dayong in a loud voice: "Are the people from Songhetang here?" Are the people of the Min family here? The people of Trillium have already arrived. ”

Zhao Dayong shook his head and said, "Since Songhetang's old doctor Wang returned to his hometown last year, he has only been in the clan to support his old age, and he has never returned. Today's chief sitting hall Wang Du Zhong went out early in the morning, and came back in the middle, but even Wang Xiaodao was taken away, and it is said that he went to discuss with someone. The rest of the doctors, when they heard that we were invited, did not dare to come. Even if you dare to come, it probably won't help anything. Now I have left a steward to sit and wait in Songhetang, and I will invite him when I come back. The Min family is far away, and they also explained that they want to bring the medicinal materials they want to use, and they will be able to come there for a while, and I am afraid that it will take a while. ”

As for Zhao Yancheng of Trillium Hall, who has already arrived, he naturally knows what happened in front of Zhao Dayong. Trillium Hall is close, there are still shares in Trillium Hall in the house, Zhao Yancheng is the son of his own side branch, naturally he is the most eager, and the first one rushed over.

It's just that Trillium's way has always been maintenance-oriented, and it is a rich man's business, if it is said that it is said that the body is healthy and prolongs life, there are so many two tricks, but now it is a life-saving livelihood, but it is not a strong point.

The Ewha girl was so anxious that she walked back and forth on a small piece of land in front of the porter, and the handkerchief in her hand was subconsciously tied into a knot for a while, and then untied again, as if she could not let her hands sit idle under any circumstances.

In today's situation, Lihua naturally knows that those who dare not slack off on the door naturally send capable people out, and the people from Songhetang and the Min family have not yet arrived, of course, there is a reason, no matter how much they urge, it is useless.

It's just that...... Pear Blossom stopped, took two long breaths, stabilized her mind, and her eyes opened wide, as if flowers had bloomed on a few golden willows in front of her that had already lost their leaves.

As soon as you close your eyes, you will see the appearance of the prince of the world...... A lot of blood.

Pear Blossom was excited, said something to Zhao Dayong, and hurriedly ran back to the inner courtyard.

Maybe when he walks away, the prince has already ......

Let's go back and have a look.

Zhao Dayong didn't hear what Miss Pear Blossom said at all, but the person had already run away, so even if it was just another urging.

There were still people coming outside the door one after another, most of them were doctors in robes, and some of them were followed by apprentices carrying medical boxes. The boys greeted them, asked which one they were, and then took them to the side building in the outer courtyard, where there were many wounded guards.

The sound of horses' hooves and the shouting of the coachman came from the bluestone slabs.

Two carriages stopped at the door.

The sturdy Mongolian horses pulling the cart stopped with their heads raised and snorted, and the hair on their bodies was wet with sweat, showing that they had exerted a lot of strength.

Zhao Dayong was shocked and hurriedly went out.

The people of the Min family arrived.