The old Chinese medicine doctor hurriedly stepped forward, he shouldn't have been sent by the old bustard, right?! Perhaps, he just listened to the words of the maid who didn't know which maid, so he rushed to the banquet for Qingwen's illness.

After a few steps away, Old Chinese Medicine Doctor Mu stood for a moment, and he saw Qingwen sitting in the guest seat, her complexion had gradually warmed up from pale, and her little face, which had been carved in pink and jade, had recovered a little, and her eyes, which had been a little dimmed, were shining again.

looked at Xiao Qingwen's hand, holding a steaming teacup, and the young man beside her was looking at her sincerely and concernedly. Mu Lao TCM knew that Qingwen, the overworked maid who had been overworked at the end of the day, had recovered a little at the moment.

Looking at its complexion, like the buds of spring, and seeing its spirit, such as the bright sky, there is a brilliant upward yang energy...... Old Chinese medicine Mu quietly retreated with confidence.

Baoyu was born with self-confidence, although he took the pulse, Baoyu asked for advice from the great doctor who came to the house to see the ancestors to see the disease, and it was only a few pots of tea, but he believed that with his own perception, even with a little spiritual and intelligent comprehension, he dared to give the newborn calf not afraid of the tiger, and came up to check Qingwen's pulse.

Regarding Qingwen's "pulse disorder and impact on the sun", Baoyu pulled Qingwen to sit down first, and gave birth to Qingwen's heart that was all frightened for some reason.

Seeing that Qingwen gradually calmed down, Baoyu forcibly ordered Qingwen to take a breath and drink a sip of hot tea.

He expected that the heat flowing into his body would naturally rush all over his body, enveloping Qingwen's frightened, sad and uneasy minds, and all of them would return into the vigorous vitality of a spring girl in the heat flow......

Sure enough, Baoyu treated Qingwen in prison, removing all kinds of interference brought to Qingwen by the outside world, and at the same time, the glass of water for emergency rescue really worked, seeing that Xiao Qingwen was like a bone, from dying, to come back to life.

Baoyu was very happy for herself and for this lovely person.

At this time, Jia Zheng and the prefect were still talking and laughing, and the two got closer, saying some mysterious code words that only the top official eunuch could understand each other.

From time to time, Jia Zheng didn't forget to look back and pay attention to his turtle son, wanting to test whether he could take care of the warblers and Yanyan who had left Yihong Courtyard today and know how to be solemn and respectful.

Jia Zhengxian saw Baoyu pull a maid from the Oriole Pavilion and sit down, and his face sank.

Later, I listened to that Baoyu's words to check the pulse of the girl, but to Jia Zheng's surprise, Baoyu was still a little reasonable.

Look at Baoyu to take care of the sick girl, good words, good words, good "prescriptions", good diagnosis and treatment...... It really alleviated the girl's condition.

Jia Zheng saw it in his eyes, and he liked it and was not angry.

The happy thing is that this baby seems to be saved, but it is a good and decent student embryo; what is not angry is that with this intelligence, he should have given the ancestor a glorious lintel, but it is a pity that he has been spoiled by the "queen mother" at home! If the father wants to take care of it, he does not dare to take care of it.

Jia Zheng's face was yin for a while, and yang for a while, so that the Xiyue girl who listened to the top brand of the Oriole Pavilion and the famous girl next to him could see it in his eyes.

In order to dispel Jia Zheng's attention to his son Baoyu, Xiyue stepped forward with a smile, bowed down and said, "Several adults do their best for the country on weekdays, and it is rare to come to listen to the Oriole Pavilion once. Later, there will be a signature performance repertoire prepared for Lord Jia by the girls in response to the prefect's affection - Mingchun Song.

"However, it is still early at this time, and several adults and little women are uninvited. ”

"Oh, Xiyue, did you say to hear about it?" asked the prefect.

Xiyue said: "The bright hall in this museum is lit up, and the moon outside the hall is hooked, if you only care about the friendship of the guest of honor, it will inevitably be a little wasted The beauty of this good night." The little girl is not talented, but she wants to learn poetry with a few adults, I don't know if there is Yaxing?"

"You have to get it!" the prefect clapped his hands in applause.

Jia Zheng also agreed with this proposal. He held the flower beard in his hand, drank wine to the moon, and took advantage of the wine to chat about poetry.

I forgot that there was still a rebel by the side.