Ji Hongye does not allow others to give her grievances, even if that person is himself. Therefore, he lived like a puppet during this time, and he didn't know how to pass the time except for business. He secretly said in his heart: In the future, if there is a little possibility of hurting her, he will definitely get rid of her. In this life, as long as he Ji Hongye is still alive, he will definitely not let her go.

"You send a message to Beijiang now, I want all the resumes of that guard. Ji Hongye said to Long Yi.

"Guard, which guard?" Long Yi asked, and suddenly realized that when the young master spoke like this, he must have been involved with the girl. He bowed and said respectfully: "My subordinates will do it." ”

Ji Xiaobai was originally guarding the door with Long Yi, listening to Ji Hongye's words in a fog, and asked as soon as he went out: "The young master doesn't speak clearly, which guard, do you know?"

Long Yi held his head high, did not squint, and replied very imposingly: "I know." ”

Ji Xiaobai was speechless. For the first time, he began to doubt his own IQ, he obviously didn't hear who it was, why did Long Yi who was standing beside him know it? Long Yi didn't see the young master's black face, for fear of upsetting him, so he didn't know how to pretend to understand! Thinking like this, he gossiped and asked, "Then you tell me who it is?"

"Naturally, it's by the girl's side. ”

"How do you know, when did you learn to read minds? The young master was obviously sitting in the study, not doing anything. ”

Long Yi couldn't help but poke his temple with his finger, and his tone couldn't hide his contempt: "I obviously remember that you handed the letter from the north to the young master, why don't you know anything in a blink of an eye?"

"Even if it's a letter from Northern Xinjiang, it's not necessarily a girl's business, is there any news within the boundaries of Daning that the young master doesn't pay attention to? Even other places outside Daning can't escape his ears, let alone Northern Xinjiang?"

Long Yi was helpless: "The young master receives a lot of news every day, but when have you ever seen him get angry because of a certain news?"

"The young master rarely seems to be angry, except when the girl is there. I really admire her sometimes, I don't know what method she used to make the young master angry?"

Long Yizhen didn't know what Ji Xiaobai's brain circuits were like, why did he think about problems differently from normal people? Obviously, he was talking about one topic, but he could easily move on to another topic, and he didn't leave a trace at all. Long Yi couldn't help but yell at him: "What we're talking about now is, why do I know that the guard is the girl's side, okay?"

"Don't you already know by now?"

Long Yi was powerless, so he could only wave his hand at him, hoping that he wouldn't make any more trouble for him. Who knew that Ji Xiaobai was unrelenting, Long Yi sped up his pace, he also followed, Long Yi slowed down, he also slowed down, it was completely a state of dog skin plaster.

"What the hell do you want to do? Can you not follow me? Don't get in the way of my work, can you?"

Listening to Long Yi's complaints, Ji Xiaobai was not annoyed at all, and only said with interest: "Why don't we make a bet!"

Ji Xiaobai and Long Yi have a very down-to-earth common hobby, that is, eating roast chicken. Long Yi wanted to refuse, but he knew the kung fu of this guy, so he had to reluctantly ask, "What are you betting on?"

"Just bet on whether the young master can fall asleep tonight. ”

Long Yi said something boring, but Ji Xiaobai didn't care at all, and his excitement was still very full: "You said it!"

"Then I bet the young master won't be able to sleep. ”

Ji Xiaobai said: "No, I also want to bet that I can't sleep." ”

"If I win, you buy me a roast chicken, and if you win, I'll buy you two, how about it?"

Ji Xiaobai was successfully wound in, and he simply forgot that the one he gambled on might not win, he only knew that as long as he won, there would be two roast chickens, and if he lost, he only had to buy one, such a good deal, no matter how you look at it, it seems that he is making a profit. He nodded excitedly and said, "Okay, deal." ”

Long Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and finally he didn't have to be pestered by him anymore, and he could do the tasks assigned by the young master. And he will have a roast chicken tomorrow morning, which is really the same as the one he picked up for nothing. Actually, he is not willing to bet with Ji Xiaobai now, because that kid has never won.

This night, Ji Hongye naturally couldn't sleep. Although at the moment of the marriage of the Holy Lord, he knew that he and Ah Jin were no longer possible. But in his heart, no matter how he convinced himself, he didn't want to give her away. Regardless of whether that person is from a famous family or not, all the conditions are excellent, he just doesn't want her to marry someone else. Love is selfish, how can it be called love if it is not selfish?

He was so confused that the case file was piled up with a book, he took a volume and opened it, and read it again and again for a long time, but he didn't read a word. He had to write, and he used to have a lot of time to practice, but then he didn't have it because he wanted to write for her. is simply writing, and he regards the writing notebook as a practice calligraphy.

Now, he doesn't need to write to her anymore. But he still retained this habit and practiced calligraphy by writing a notebook. He never knew what his original intention was for doing this, probably somewhere in his heart, there was an idea that he didn't dare to admit, he thought that they would meet again one day, and they would be together.

He was going to write four books for her, but he couldn't finish it. Now he writes sporadically, and he is almost finished. Every time he wrote a thick stack, he would bind it and put it neatly in the bookcase. Hopefully, one day, she will be able to receive these ......

Long Yi and Ji Xiaobai had been paying close attention to Ji Hongye outside the door, and saw that he had read the case file for half the night in the study, and wrote for half the night, without any sleep. In fact, those who often serve him should know that since the girl went to Northern Xinjiang, the young master has slept very little. Maybe it's because of overthinking, after all, it's hard to fall asleep with things in your heart.

Long Yi never thought that the young master would fall asleep tonight, and just when he felt that victory was in his hands, Ji Hongye actually fell asleep on the bookcase. He still had a brush in his hand, and it was a matter of a moment to fall asleep.

Long Yi poked forward again and found that his young master was really asleep. And this time is just before the sub-hour, that is, it can be regarded as a late sleep.

Ji Xiaobai kept watch all night like this, his mental state was already very bad, and when he saw that the young master was asleep, he suddenly became excited. This can't be blamed on his lack of calmness, but because he has really not won a bet for a long time. I almost lost this time, but I didn't expect a shocking reversal at the last moment, which made people a little more excited.

Long Yi looked at the sky quietly, obviously it was a little bit worse, why couldn't it be enough? This time it's good, he still wants to buy a roast chicken for Ji Xiaobai. And he felt that this was not a good sign, he made a bet with Ji Xiaobai, he has always been a winner in every gamble, how could he lose?

Losing to a Xiaobai like Ji Xiaobai is really a test of his psychological endurance. This is really in response to that sentence, but the goose beater was pecked blind by the goose, this time, it is enough for him to remember for half a lifetime.

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Nalan Jinxiu and Lin Qingyang sat together to discuss the method of detoxification. Lin Qingyang naturally discovered that this was somewhat similar to the plague in Jinling a few years ago. Unfortunately, there is a difference between the two. Of course, some people will find this difference so small that they should not be feared. But as a doctor, the slightest difference can be risky.

"Strange, really weird. Lin Qingyang shook his head and shook his head, looking very brain-draining.

Nalan Jinxiu has long been unable to get out of this problem, and now his reaction is much calmer than his. It's just that she didn't expect that even Lin Qingyang couldn't find out what this herb was. If you want to detoxify, the top priority is to figure out what kind of medicine is that smells like it hurts people's spleen and lungs and causes a burning sensation.

The two of them felt that it must not be Huo Lingling, but they really couldn't think of other medicines. Then, these two doctors with superb medical skills began to reflect on themselves, what a wrong choice it was to only study medicinal materials for so many years and not take poisons to heart.

"Poison" is to put poison and medicine together, which means that they are of the same root and origin. Since it is the same root, there will inevitably be countless implications, such as mutual reciprocity and mutual restraint.

In their cognition of medicinal materials, only the fire spirit spirit can achieve this burning effect, but the fire spirit spirit will not cause harm to the human body. Perhaps among the poisons, there is a poison that has such an effect. Only by knowing what it is can they develop an antidote, and now they don't even know what this thing is.

This couldn't help but make them feel a little frustrated, after all, their medical skills were profound, and even in the entire Daning Dynasty, they couldn't find a few who could match them. This is the same mentality as the kind of masters of the rivers and lakes who will be a little proud, thinking that no matter how advanced the martial arts are, they can control them, but they are knocked down by the opponent's fist.

As for the helpers brought by Lin Qingyang, because of the value of serving in the Tai Hospital for a lifetime, they have become a little vague. All the imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital can receive Jun En, that is, they are raised alive by Daning. If they have many sicknesses, they will not be rewarded, and if they are few, no one will punish them. The imperial doctor raised in this environment is, as the saying goes, not enterprising. The emperor's grace is vast, they are white-collar workers, and they can also ensure that several generations of people have no worries about food and clothing.

Their profession may not be bad, and it is their job to treat diseases and save people. But they are no longer angry, they have lived for most of their lives, and it is okay for them to do what they do step by step. If they encounter this kind of problem that needs to be studied, they will not be able to come up with it without racking their brains.