87_87823 Shen Cong fled with his buddies, and everyone was still angry, and they discussed: "This person is really shameless, anyone dares to lie to him." ”

"A profiteer who knows what shame is, is a liar."

Mrs. Yan was very uncomfortable when she heard filthy words and insult businessmen, after all, their family is also businessmen, and the so-called peers reproach each other, and sometimes they will pity each other.

"Ahem......" Mrs. Yan covered her face and coughed lightly, pretending to be unwell, and Yan Ling, who didn't know whether she was frightened by everyone or Zhao Ziran, came back to her senses for a while, and asked in a panic: "Mother, what's wrong with you?" ”

The crisp and pleasant voice was unusually loud in the noisy air, and everyone felt speechless when they heard the words, and they looked at Mrs. Yan who was hiding her face. Mrs. Yan felt everyone's gaze, and her slender hand like a green onion patted Yan Ling's delicate little hand, signaling that she was fine, and then she smiled and said to everyone: "The matter is already very clear, it's just a misunderstanding, those who want to see a doctor see a doctor, those who buy medicine buy medicine, and those who have nothing to do will disperse, and there will always be a lot of inconvenience when they gather here to block people." ”

When everyone heard this, of course, they refused to leave, and they all surrounded the Yan family pharmacy and shouted: "Doctor Yan, I want to bottle the "Women's Music Pill". ”

Mother Yan woke up from Fang Cai's panic at this moment, wiped her tears, and said repeatedly: "Okay, I'll bring it to everyone." ”

For a while, Yan Xi and her mother were busy, Mrs. Yan, Zhao Ziran, and Yan Ling stood side by side behind everyone, looking at the busy mother and daughter, looking at each other, smiling, the sunshine is always after the wind and rain.

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Yan Xi was busy for a while, and came out of the crowd, with a smile in her eyes: "Thank you Madame for today's incident, thank you two young ladies." ”

"Don't call me Miss, it's awkward to hear. Sister Yan just calls me Fang's name. Zhao Ziran shouted with a very unhappy face.

"That's right, Sister Yan is still Miss Don't, Miss's call makes me feel weird to hear." Yan Ling angrily echoed Zhao Ziran and said.

This, Yan Xi was a little embarrassed, although she hated that she was like a subordinate and called "Miss" on the left and "Miss" on the right, but because of the times, she couldn't do it. When Yan Xi was embarrassed, Mrs. Yan smiled and said, "Doctor Yan, you are the same age as these two girls, and there is nothing wrong with calling you sisters." ”

Respectful is better than obeying, Yan Xi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled lightly: "Then Yan Xi, recognize the two younger sisters." ”

Mrs. Yan smiled heartily at Yan Xi, well, yes, this girl is well-advanced, generous and decent, and the most rare thing is that she has superb medical skills, so it is even more likable. Thinking of this, she thought of the purpose of her trip, her dark eyes turned slightly, her thin lips raised slightly, and she asked gently: "Then my ...... illness"

Of course, Yan Xi knew Mrs. Yan's worries, her clear eyes stared at Mrs. Yan, and she said sincerely: "Madam, it's okay for you to get sick, don't worry, take the "Women's Music Pill" on time every day, not only your body will be refreshing, but your complexion will also improve." As he spoke, he handed the bottle he had prepared in his hand to Mrs. Yan.

Yan Xi's "Women's Music Pill" can be ruddy when eaten often, this is true, but it is not coaxing, this medicine is still made by her according to the research of later generations. I think that at the beginning, Tang Dynasty Wu took a bath with motherwort every day, and consumed motherwort every day, and his skin was still smooth and elastic in his seventies. This is still the 21st century some Chinese medicine doctors are idle every day, research has found the miraculous effect of motherwort, no one in this time and space should know, if anyone knows, there will not be so many women with menstrual bleeding.

Yan Xi's "Women's Music Pill" was sought after in Yancheng, for a while, Yan Xi, Yan's mother was busy all day and all night, the two mothers and daughters were busy during the day, and they were at home at night to make pills, and they were very busy for a while.

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The moonlight dissolves, the silence is silent, and the night breeze is rustling.

Nanlin Mujia, Qiongyu Pavilion, carved beams and embroidered pillars are more and more mysterious and solemn under the shroud of the moonlight. The yarn lanterns are swaying, the lights are hazy, and the flute sound on the water pavilion of the figures is melodious and pleasant, and the lingering sound lingers. In the silent night, the Mu family with the shadows of the trees is unusually ethereal and quiet.

The white clothes are elegant, and the figure is as tall as jade, standing gracefully under the moon, stroking the piano and playing the flute, black eyes, deep and blurry, floating into the distance without focus. A beautiful figure floated in his mind with his distant eyes, which deeply grabbed his thoughts. Since leaving Iwacheng, he has been like a demon, and the smiling and beautiful figure often appears in his mind. Her smile and gestures haunt her mind, lingering, and can't be rejected, and her heart often misses her.

Tonight and tonight, the figure appeared in my mind again, the end of the world is in this round, and the lovesickness is getting stronger and stronger, but I don't know if the other party is the same as myself.

In the night, a guard dressed in green clothes came quickly, and when he stepped into the water pavilion, he knelt down on one knee respectfully, and his deep and powerful voice suddenly sounded in the quiet flute: "Childe, there is a secret report in Iwacheng." There was respect and respect in the cold, unwarm tone.

The tactful and melodious flute sound stopped abruptly in the lonely night, Mu Chenjun suddenly put down the jade flute, pulled the distant thoughts back vividly, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his expressionless face, and the moon instantly eclipsed in front of him with this faint smile.

The guard, who knelt on one knee behind Mu Chenjun, seemed to understand what Mu Chenjun meant, and without waiting for him to speak, he raised his head, stared at Mu Chenjun's upright back with his eyes, and said truthfully: "Childe, Miss Yan is crowded out by everyone in her position as a medical officer, and her peers are making it difficult ......."

When Mu Chenjun heard this, his face changed slightly, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and before the Tsing Yi guards finished the matter, he turned around with a gloomy face, and his sharp eyes swept straight towards the guards kneeling on the ground.

The Tsing Yi guard met Mu Chenjun's sharp eyes, and his heart sank, and the starry eyes of the son seemed to be severely condemning, not asking you to protect her secretly.

The Tsing Yi guard straightened his back, lowered his head slightly, and secretly sighed that it was really inappropriate for the prince to be so attentive to Miss Yan. However, this is not the time to persuade at this moment, so he lowered his head and seriously admitted his mistake: "Childe, my subordinates are incompetent and have failed to protect Miss Yan." However, Miss Yan has her own natural appearance, and she has turned the danger into a disaster, so the son is not worried. ”

Mu Chenjun's slightly twisted eyebrows were slightly loose, his beautiful face returned to normal, and he said lightly: "Get up." ”

The crowd kneeling on the ground stood up one after another, and the Tsing Yi guards immediately continued to report: "Childe, Miss Yan, Hui Zhilanxin, excellent medical skills......"

So, the Tsing Yi guards told Mu Chenjun about Yan Xi's daily whereabouts and what happened at every moment, and Mu Chenjun's feelings were controlled by Yan Xi, sometimes worried about her, sometimes happy for her, sometimes anxious for her, and sometimes happy for her