The river is tossing and turning, and the floating year is rushing.

Another month has passed in a blink of an eye, and the weather is getting cooler, and the Qingbao Medical Center has become quite famous in Jinling, and there are more and more people seeking treatment. The owner of the medical hall is a miracle doctor, no matter what incurable disease, he can cure the disease with medicine.

Nalan Jinxiu is still day and night, only diagnosing and never interacting with people. She doesn't care about gold and silver, the diagnosis fee has always been very low, and if she doesn't have it, she will exchange it for items.

Because she was disguised as a man, her voice was hidden, and she was dressed in white, and the people who sought her were grateful for her skillful and benevolent hands, and did not know her name, they respectfully called her Mr. Bai.

It is not easy to practice medicine, especially when diagnosing the pulse, which requires a high degree of mental concentration, so she needs to rest more than ordinary people. Every night, he only sees the patient for two hours, and he returns home late at night. Fortunately, Ji Hongye has the ability to find someone for him, and some ordinary patients can be cooked, which saves her a lot of worry.

When Nalan Jinxiu slept enough during the day, he stayed in the room to study the medical classics, or describe the calligraphy sent by Ji Hongye. I rarely go to the yard and deal with those aunts who have a delicate heart.

I got enough sleep that day, and suddenly I wanted to change the name of the yard. The courtyard where she lives is called the Scarlet Pavilion, which she didn't like originally, but now the more she looks at it, the more she dislikes it, and she wants to re-take it while flipping through the poems, and she is not satisfied with the selection of a few.

When Ji Hongye came with the notebook, she was having a headache about choosing a name, pacing back and forth in the yard. He has a lot of things, and he will definitely come over on the fifteenth day of the first day of each month, give her some notebooks and books, and occasionally bring a few imitation books.

"What's the matter?" he handed the neatly bound notebook to Ji Xiang, and asked Nalan Jinxiu lightly.

Nalan Jinxiu was very surprised when she heard this voice, ran towards him, and called him with a smile: "Third brother." ”

She calls this third brother now because it is more convenient for her to disguise herself as a man and do things with Ji Hongye outside. Moreover, she is also really close to him. These days, although Ji Hongye taught her to write strictly, there were times when she was very rigid, but it was really good for her.

He would visit her in the hospital when he had time, and take her all the way back to his home when he returned. Sometimes when she is happy, she will take her to the night market to hang out and buy some food or fresh gadgets for her. She naturally got a lot closer to him, and regarded him as a brother, which was inexplicable.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ji Hongye's mouth, and he reproached gently: "Walk well, what will it look like to be seen by your subordinates." ”

She frowned and smiled: "I know, I know, isn't there no one else now?" Third brother, why do you have time to come here today?"

"Come back early, I'll send you a note. ”

The joy on her face disappeared instantly, she squinted at the notebook, and said reluctantly: "You gave it to me last time, and I just finished writing it......"

"Yes? I remember that it had been more than half a month. ”

"Is half a month still too long? You write so much every time, take a thick book, I have to write it for a long time. ”

Ji Hongye was helpless: "After writing so much, I still haven't seen any progress, and I have to practice diligently." ”

"What's the matter, it's obviously much better-looking, and my grandmother said that it looks a little like your handwriting. ”

Regarding her words, Ji Hongye's expression was not surprised at all, and asked her: "You are describing my calligraphy, which is naturally a little similar, but the heat is far from the same." ”

Nalan Jinxiu sat on the stone bench and was unconvinced: "Third brother, I am a woman, and I am not in the ranks, what's the use of writing so well?"

"Naturally useful. ”

These days, Nalan Jinxiu can be regarded as having learned the temperament of the third young master Ji San, she pouted reluctantly, and didn't say anything again, which can be regarded as silently bearing. There was also a bag of things on the stone table, wrapped in oiled paper, and she was curious, pointing and asking, "What is this?"

Ji Hongye was originally slightly curled up on the stone table with his five fingers and tapped lightly, but when he saw her asking, he smiled and raised his eyebrows, "The snacks I bought for you on the way back." ”

Nalan Jinxiu thought to herself, does she seem to be so fond of food, why does Ji Hongye bring her food every time she comes over? Thinking so, her hand reached over and opened the paper bag, which was a pack of hot sugar-fried chestnuts.

Ji Xiang brought chestnut claws, Ji Hongye took them, peeled off the chestnut shells for her one by one, and put them in a small celadon plate. Nalan Jinxiu thanked him with a smile and took it to eat.

After eating most of the chestnuts, Ji Hongye signaled Jixiang to accept it, and took the handkerchief to clean his hands. Nalan Jinxiu hadn't eaten enough, so he held down Jixiang's hand and said, "The chestnuts won't taste good as soon as they are displayed." ”

Ji Xiang was helpless: "Girl, if you eat too much, you will accumulate food." ”

"I didn't eat much, you see, there are still a lot of ...... left."

Ji Hongye glanced at her lightly, "The calligraphy has been described for so long, but it has not been effective. Go to the study, I happen to be free today, and I can guide you in writing. ”

"Third brother, is it okay if you don't write?"

"What do you say?" Ji Hongye asked without answering.

Even if Nalan Jinxiu was unwilling, he could only follow him to the study. Ji Hongye studied the ink by herself and motioned for her to come over and write, she leaned over and wrote a line: The most important thing is that the world can't keep it.

Ji Hongye looked at it word by word, and gradually frowned: "The words are not good, and the poems are not good." ”

It's barely acceptable to say that she doesn't have good words, but she doesn't want to write badly, so she pouts and asks, "What's wrong?"

Ji Hongye sighed: "The font is not neat enough, and it is not attentive enough. Don't look at the books in a mess, you know what you know at a young age, and you can't keep it in the world. ”

Nalan Jinxiu said innocently: "What I see is what you gave me." ”

He frowned, "Yes?"

"Yes. ”

"Show me which book it is. ”

Nalan Jinxiu was afraid that he would never buy her a book after reading it, so he quickly changed the conversation: "Why don't you teach me to write!"

Ji Hongye didn't know what she was doing, shook her hand and taught her how to move the pen, and said lightly: "In addition to studying medical classics, you should also read and write more, and be able to behave properly." ”

Nalan Jinxiu didn't think so, he read a lot, and there were many people with bad conduct. Isn't Zong Xuanyi an example? The champion appointed by the emperor didn't harm her family, and she treated him sincerely in vain, and her father cultivated him painstakingly.

"Write with heart. Ji Hongye looked at her and reminded her.

Nalan Jinxiu stood in front of him, looked up at him carefully, and felt that he really had a unique look-at-you-can, handsome, and the more you looked at it, the better it looked.

In fact, if it comes to appearance, Ji Honghuan should be the best-looking. It's just that the outline is slightly feminine, not as resolute as Ji Hongye, and although the eyebrows and eyes are gentle, they are not as clear as the third brother. Or maybe it's because she loves the house and Wu, and the third brother is close to her, and after watching it for a long time, she naturally thinks that the third brother is good-looking.

The more Nalan Jinxiu thought about it, the farther and farther she went, and finally thought of the third brother's family affairs. In the sea of death, she had seen the future, but she didn't remember which girl he married. The third brother is so good, I don't know what kind of lady I will find, someone who can be worthy of him, and I don't know how good and outstanding he must be......