Song Xiuzhu's voice seemed to come from far away, ethereal and a little mysterious.

"I was in that world, a doctor. Oh, it's your doctor here, Lang Zhong. My original name was Xu Ming. ”

He spoke slowly, as if he was back in the hectic world that belonged to him......

"Dr. Xu, the patient's blood pressure is elevated, what should I do?"

In the operating room, Xu Ming was concentrating on the operation, and the nurse on the side suddenly looked at the data on the instrument and said to him.

"Take a second surgery plan now!"

He decided without hesitation.

"Yes!"

The atmosphere in the operating room suddenly became tense.

After a period of hecticism, the operating room was opened, and Xu Ming dragged his tired body and walked out of the operating room while choosing a mask.

"Dr. Xu, congratulations, I heard that today's surgery was successful with you."

A passing colleague greeted him.

"Thank you!"

Xu Ming's eyes darkened for some reason, so that he had to respond weakly to his colleagues.

"Dr. Xu, what's wrong with you, your face is so bad!"

While passing by, he stopped, looked at him in surprise, and said with concern.

"I'm fine, I'm probably a little tired......"

"Dr. Xu! Dr. Hui? Someone! Dr. Koh fainted! ”

Before he finished his words, he felt that the world was spinning, and the anxious shouts of his colleagues seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

I don't know how long it took for him to slowly regain consciousness from his dizziness.

When he tried to open his eyes, he saw a picture that puzzled him.

I saw a fat old man with a white beard, with a bun on his head, waiting for his mung bean eyes, observing him motionlessly.

Seeing that he had woken up, the old man seemed relieved, stood up straight, walked to a tattered table, and handed him a bowl of water.

"Boy, wake up? If you don't poison you this time, it's your fate. ”

What's going on?

Isn't he in the hospital, just coming out of an operation?

Where is this?

Could it be that who is tricking him, arranging the crew and photography, and secretly filming him?

But why costumes?

Play Crossing Adventure?

For a moment, there were too many questions in his mind.

The bowl in the old man's hand was handed to him, and he lowered his head to look at the reflection in the bowl.

The reflection in the water is a dry and thin little boy of eight or nine years old, with an ancient "bag" on his head.

Who's this?

Is it me?

Raising his hand again and looking at his palm, Xu Ming finally rolled his eyes and fainted again.

When he woke up again, he slowly began to accept the fact that he had traveled to a strange world.

I also gradually understood the background of my body.

This body is called Song Luqing, the son of the lord of Sangyun Country, the sixth in line. Because of the humble birth of his biological mother, fourteen unfavored princes.

Because he was frail and sickly since he was a child, he was sent by his father to the fat man in front of him, who was also his master, the miracle doctor Mo Hangju.

Obviously it will nourish the body, but in fact it is similar to abandonment.

A few days ago, he found a strange herb in the medicine field of Mo Hangju, in order to test the medicinal properties of the herb, he learned the way Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, drank it himself, and died as a result.

Then he came.

After figuring out the background of his body, Xu Mingsheng's optimistic and positive personality quickly adapted to the life in front of him. He was originally a medical student, and now he has such a strange fate, and it is also a great joy for him to have such an opportunity to come into contact with the field of traditional Chinese medicine that he has never set foot in before.

In this way, he lived in the mountains for more than ten years with the divine doctor Mo Hangju, a teacher and friend, and not only learned all the old man's medical skills, but also integrated the Western medicine and Chinese medicine he had learned before.

When he was eighteen years old, the old man said, "I have nothing left to teach you, so you can go down the mountain." However, when you go down the mountain, it's up to you how you want to go in the future. ”

In this way, under the pseudonym Song Xiuzhu, he came down from the mountain and stepped into the rolling red dust that was still in turmoil at that time.

Who knows, as soon as he got off the mountain, he contracted a serious illness and was rescued by Bailisheng, and he owed him a favor because of this.

Later, he successively met Fu Lingyun, who was under the pseudonym Ah Shui, who had lost his memory, and Chu Qingruo, who was looking for a husband for thousands of miles.

Slowly, he fell in love with this land, and the people here gradually forgot the original world and the past of this body.

Later, when the fighting stopped, he followed Chu Qingruo and them to Dayan and opened a medical center, and his life gradually settled down and calmed down.

However, one night three years ago, two black-clothed masked men suddenly came to the medical hall.

"The hospital is closed, if you want to see a doctor, please come back tomorrow."

He went up to the door and casually dismissed them.

However, the two black-clothed men glanced at each other, knelt in front of him together, and said in unison: "The monarch is seriously ill, please return to the palace with us!" ”

Song Xiuzhu's hand on the door panel paused.

On the second day, Song Xiuzhu went to Fu's house, handed over all the relevant items of the title deed account book of the medical hall to Old Man Fu, and then left with the two black-clothed men without a sound.

He didn't want to inherit the throne of this body, he just wanted to go back and fulfill his filial piety for this child who was occupied by him.

That's it. He followed the two to the palace of Sangyun Kingdom, and took action to cure the illness of the monarch who was helpless even the imperial doctor.

In Sangyun Kingdom, there are a total of eight princes, except for the eldest prince who died of illness at a young age and the seven or eight princes who have just been born, only the second prince, the third prince and the fifth prince are left who can compete for the throne.

The fourth prince, like Song Xiuzhu, had a humble birth mother and was sent to the temple very early, and later in a fire, his face was burned, and he simply stayed in the temple as a monk.

As soon as the monarch fell ill, the three princes began to plan to seize the heir, and after the three of them fought openly and secretly, both of them were defeated, and they were all in anger The monarch seized the identity of the prince, and was demoted to a concubine, and all of them were sent to remote areas, and they were never allowed to enter the commercial capital.

Thinking that his life was in danger, and he had no successor, when the monarch of Sang Yun was secretly anxious, someone in the court finally put this sixth prince on the table.

So, the monarch, who had no choice, had no choice but to send someone to bring Song Xiuzhu back.

I thought that as soon as I closed my eyes, I would be able to have a prince succeed to the throne immediately, but as for the rest, I had to resign myself to fate and leave it to the auxiliary ministers to worry about.

Who knows, as soon as Song Xiuzhu came back, he actually cured the monarch's illness, and his conversation, opinions, and wisdom were simply the best choice for the prince.

Therefore, the monarch should even crown him the prince of the East Palace.

Speaking of this, Song Xiuzhu thought apologetically and said to Chu Qingruo: "Qingruo, I know that you hate the deception of others the most in your life, but I really never thought of deliberately deceiving you and deceiving everyone. Because this identity, this status, does not belong to me, and I have never thought of going to live his life. ”

Hearing this, Chu Qingruo naturally understood who the "he" he was referring to in his mouth.

Song Xiuzhu saw that she was not angry, let alone accuse herself of talking nonsense, so she continued: "I really thought about it, and from now on, as a doctor, I will live this life happily with everyone in the imperial capital." But the world is not up to me. The old emperor was seriously ill, and at that time, there was a voice in my head telling me to go back, go back. I know that is his wish, so I have to come to Shangdu. ”

"If you come to Shangdu, you can also seal the book with us......"

Chu Qingruo blurted out, but stopped halfway through his words.

Yes, after he came to Shangdu, he was Prince Le, a prince, how to have correspondence with the generals of neighboring countries.

No wonder he was cut off entirely.

"What you said is incredible, but ......"

Chu Qingruo looked at his clear eyes and smiled: "But I still want to believe you!" ”

At that moment, Song Xiuzhu let out a long breath as if he had let go of the burden on his shoulders, and his eyes were a little moist.

"Thank you, Qingruo, thank you for being willing to believe everything I said."

Chu Qingruo smiled playfully: "If I have the opportunity, I really want to see the world you said, women also hold up half the sky!" ”

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, how did I come to your East Palace, did you rescue me?" ”

Speaking of this question, Song Xiuzhu suddenly became distracted.

"The ......"

"What's that?"

Chu Qingruo asked curiously.

"Back then, I owed Baili Sheng a favor, you know, right?"

Song Xiuzhu said with a weak heart.

"Well, I know that, but isn't it a favor? Isn't it already paid off? ”

"This ...... Actually, it's not a human ...... Rather, three. ”

Like a child who had done something wrong, he lowered his head and raised three fingers.

"Three? ......And then what? ”

And then ...... And then...... A favor used to save you, do you remember? ”

"Remember, and then?"

Chu Qingruo vaguely sensed what he was going to say, and an uneasiness slowly rose in his heart.

Then, the second one, is to save ...... Save him ......"

The more Song Xiuzhu spoke, the quieter he became, and finally he shrunk his neck, not daring to raise his eyes to look at Chu Qingruo's expression.

"What! You...... Do you mean that he didn't die when he was poisoned? Chu Qingruo jumped up and said in surprise: "So you want to tell me that he saved me and sent me to you when he was in Shangdu?" ”

Song Xiuzhu only dared to nod, but he didn't dare to make a sound, and he dared to look up at his old friend's expression.

"You...... You......! ”

Chu Qingruo was so angry with him that he almost fainted.

It's not that she loves to kill, it's just that the man's wolf ambition always wants to be unfavorable to Da Yan, and saving him is really endless.

To the point of being angry is to have nothing to say.

Chu Qingruo lifted the quilt, stood up and walked out the door.

Song Xiuzhu didn't dare to stop her, and only desperately tried her best to make color to Xiao Anzi, who was far away in the courtyard.

Xiao Anzi is a clever one.

Hurriedly ran over and asked with a smile, "Madame, are you going back?" Madame, can you tell the slave maid which inn you will settle down, and the slave maid will arrange a carriage to send Madame? ”

Chu Qingruo stopped and said coldly: "There is Father-in-law Lao'an, I live in the Four Seas Inn. ”

Xiao Anzi looked at Song Xiuzhu behind him with a happy face, and Song Xiuzhu waved at him: "Why don't you go to the carriage quickly?" ”

"Yes!"

Xiao Anzi ran away, and Song Xiuzhu secretly patted his heart.

Call~

Ken said where to live, but he didn't plan to break off his friendship with himself, but fortunately, she was angry in two days, and then went to the inn to visit everyone.

After a while, Xiao Anzi returned: "Madam, the carriage has been prepared. ”

Chu Qingruo raised his feet and left, and after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped again, didn't turn around, and just asked, "What is his third favor?" ”

Song Xiuzhu was silent, and then said: "He wants me to help him take the throne of Mexico after he ascends the throne." ”

Chu Qingruo was also silent, and then left.