"Well, the children can be taught." Mrs. Xiao glanced at the county lord of Qianqian, nodded with satisfaction, and saw that the county lord of Qianqian came to her senses, and finally did not waste a piece of her hard work.

"Niangniang, then Qianqian will retire first, and come back tomorrow to greet you." Lord Qianqian saluted, then turned around and walked out.

After leaving Mrs. Xiao's room, the county lord of Qianqian quickened his pace, came to the door of General Zhenguo, and asked the guards about Xiao Jingcong's whereabouts.

"Have you seen Brother Jingcong?"

Several guards looked at each other before replying.

"Returning to His Royal Highness, the Major General... He's out the door..."

"Out of the house?" The county lord of Qianqian frowned slightly, "Did he say where he went?" ”

"This ...... The little ones don't know...... But the young general, he seems to be chasing that Yan Zixi girl......"

"What...... What the?! When the county lord of Qianqian learned that Xiao Jingcong was chasing after Yan Zixi, his face immediately changed.

When he was about to ask where Xiao Jingcong was going, Xiao Jingcong had already said goodbye to Yan Zixi and came back.

The county lord of Qianqian saw Xiao Jingcong from a distance and hurriedly greeted him.

"Brother Jingcong, where did you go, Qianqian is worried about you." The county lord of Qianqian was coquettish and pretended to be concerned.

Xiao Jingcong didn't give her a good face, and replied expressionlessly: "It's nothing, it's just going out for a walk...... Qianqian, do you have something to do with me? ”

"Oh, Brother Jingcong, I see that the weather is good today, and I want to go to the villa with you in the afternoon to escape the heat, what do you think?" The county lord of Qianqian blinked his big watery eyes, looked at Xiao Jingcong with anticipation and asked.

Who knew that Xiao Jingcong refused at all.

"Go yourself, I have something to do." Saying that, Xiao Jingcong walked towards the general's mansion without looking back.

Angry, the county lord stomped his feet on the spot.

"Damn Yan Zixi, it's all because of that dead girl that my brother Jingcong is fascinated, and now she doesn't even talk to me."

The county lord of Qianqian gritted his silver teeth: "Yan Zixi, don't force me to ......"

Endless killing intent emerged from the eyes of the county lord of Qianqian.

She was now hesitating whether to send Ah Qi to get rid of Yan Zixi.

……

Yan Zixi returned to Yuelai Inn, and there were still many patients who wanted to see Yan Zixi.

Yan Zixi felt that it was not a way to go on like this, not to mention that now that the marriage was blown, she had to think carefully about the way to go in the future.

She doesn't like to live under the fence, and even if Xiao Jingcong is willing to support her, she herself can't accept such an arrangement.

"I've got to do something......"

Yan Zixi looked at the patients while thinking about how she could survive in this prosperous and rich capital.

He has nothing else but his medical skills, so Yan Zixi plans to find a medical center first and settle down there.

As for which clinic to go to...... Yan Zixi hasn't thought about it yet.

Jishitang and Hanging Medical Pavilion, the two medical halls that occupy half of the capital, have invited themselves, and joining either one will inevitably attract the resentment of the other.

Yan Zixi didn't want to think about it in these two medical halls, but now she has changed her mind.

Without identity, without status, nothing can be changed, only people will look down on you.

So Yan Zixi decided that she must enter the Tai Hospital in the future and must get ahead.

Even if you really can't be with Xiao Jingcong in the future, you must let your life have no regrets.

After sending off the last patient, Yan Zixi called the shopkeeper and asked her to prepare a carriage for herself to go to the Hanging Medical Pavilion.

Today's Yan Zixi is no longer what it used to be, since she saved the shopkeeper's life last time, she seems to have become a guest at the Yuelai Inn, so after hearing Yan Zixi's order, the shopkeeper immediately ran out of the inn to prepare a carriage for Yan Zixi.

After a while, the shopkeeper brought a carriage and called it into the house.

"Miss Zixi, Miss Zixi, the carriage is here."

Yan Zixi walked out with a questioning voice and thanked the shopkeeper.

"Xiao Er, I'm sorry for you."

"Look at what you said, it's a small honor to be able to do things for Miss Zixi, if there is nothing else to do, the little one will go in and get busy."

"Well, okay, there you go."

Yan Zixi nodded, then turned around and walked to the carriage and said to the coachman in the carriage.

"Coachman, please go to the Hanging Medical Pavilion."

"Okay, girl, please get in the car."

After Yan Zixi got into the carriage, the coachman drove the horse to the Hanging Medical Pavilion on South Street.

The road was bumpy, and after an hour, Yan Zixi finally came to the door of the Hanging Medical Pavilion.

When I looked up, a huge plaque was hanging above my head, with three gilded characters on it: Hanging Medical Pavilion.

The word is vigorous, the pen is a dragon and snake, and it is from the pen of a famous artist at a glance.

In front of the door, patients came in and out to see the doctor, which made Yan Zixi a little surprised.

She had also been to the Jishitang Medical Center, but she had never seen such a scene.

Most of the people who go to Jishitang to see a doctor are either rich or expensive families, and it is rare to see ordinary ordinary people, so it is difficult to see such a scene like a crowd.

"It seems that this Hanging Medical Pavilion is taking the route of being close to the people, which is a little different from Jishitang."

Yan Zixi muttered a sentence in her mouth, but then stepped in.

Walking into the gate of the Hanging Medical Pavilion, you will see a huge courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard is a large incense burner, which is constantly steaming with a faint smoke.

There was a long queue on the road next to the courtyard, like a long line.

At the front of the line is the lobby of the Hanging Medical Pavilion, where two sitting doctors are sitting on patients.

On both sides of the lobby, there are two rows of medicine shelves, and the labels of the drawers have the names of various Chinese medicines written on them.

Yan Zixi walked into the lobby and came to a doctor who was looking down to see a doctor, and asked in his mouth.

"Excuse me......"

As soon as Yan Zixi opened her mouth, two words popped out of her mouth, and she was impatiently interrupted by the doctor who was seeing a doctor.

"Go to the back of the queue to see a doctor!"

"Hello, I'm not here to see a doctor......"

"Didn't come to see a doctor?!"

Hearing this, the doctor raised his head violently, glanced Yan Zixi up and down, and asked angrily.

"Girl, if you are not sick, leave quickly, and don't delay my medical treatment. See, so many sick people are still in line, if you don't finish reading before noon today, you won't have anything to eat, go away! ”

As he spoke, the doctor lowered his head again and continued to take the pulse of the patient in front of him.

Yan Zixi on the side glanced at the patient, and saw that his face was sallow, and his breath was weak, even though he knew that he was infected with wind and cold.

So he lightly opened his lips and said slowly.

"There is no need to check the pulse, this patient is suffering from wind cold, go back and boil soup with ginger slices and green onion roots, fry three bowls of water into a bowl and drink, no need to use medicine, take it for three days and be cured!"

As soon as Yan Zixi said this, all the patients in the courtyard began to talk.

And the patient who was infected with wind and cold glanced up at Yan Zixi, then at the doctor sitting in front of him, and asked suspiciously.

"Doctor, is what this girl said true?"

"Hugh wants to listen to her nonsense!" The doctor who was seeing a doctor stood up with an angry face, pointed at Yan Zixi in front of him and scolded.

"Where did you come from, dead girl, you are talking nonsense in my Hanging Medical Pavilion, come on, drive him out."

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, several nurses with sticks walked over towards Yan Zixi.

Yan Zixi frowned, and said without fear on her face.

"What? Is this how you see a doctor in the Hanging Medical Pavilion? Why did you drive me out? ”

"Just because you are lying in my Hanging Medical Pavilion to confuse the public, who do you think you are? It's not your turn to point fingers here! ”

Yan Zixi was unconvinced: "Okay, then tell me, did I say the wrong thing about this patient's condition?" Can there be a slight error in the healing technique? ”

"This ......"

Facing Yan Zixi's questioning, the doctor sitting in the hall couldn't help but lower his head and spoke for a while.

Seeing this, an older doctor next to him also got up and walked over.

He walked up to the patient, took his wrist and checked his pulse, and quickly frowned.

Everyone in the courtyard urged there, wondering what disease the sick person was suffering from, and whether it was the same as what Yan Zixi said.

Although the old doctor was reluctant, he still said it truthfully.

"Yes, this patient is indeed infected with wind and cold, and as for the cure, what this girl said is right......

As soon as these words came out, the entire courtyard boiled.

And the young doctor glared at the older doctor with resentment, as if to blame him for not telling the truth.

"Doctor, do you have anything else to say?"

Yan Zixi chuckled lightly, leaned in front of the young doctor and asked with a smile.

The young doctor's face darkened, and he still refused to admit his mistake.

"Hmph, it's just a fluke! Let me ask you, what kind of person are you, who came to my Hanging Medical Pavilion but didn't see a doctor, do you want to smash my signboard? ”

"Senior Brother Haiyang, don't be rude!" The older doctor reprimanded the young doctor, and then walked in front of Yan Zixi and apologized to her.

"This girl, I'm sorry to make you laugh. I am Chen Jiangshui, the doctor of the Hanging Medical Pavilion, and this is my junior brother Zhao Haiyang. ”

The doctor who claimed to be Chen Jiangshui bowed his hand and then continued.

"I saw that the girl saw the patient's illness at a glance, presumably the girl must be a doctor with superb medical skills, I don't know the girl's surname? What is the so-called thing about coming to my Hanging Medical Pavilion? ”

"My name is Yan Zixi, and I came to the Hanging Medical Pavilion to find your Elder Mo Changfeng." Yan Zixi reported her name and said her intention.

"Wait...... What did you just say your name was? Zhao Haiyang's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked.

Yan Zixi smiled faintly, "My name is Yan, Zi, and Xi, did Doctor Zhao hear clearly?" If you still can't hear clearly, I can only suspect that you have a hearing problem and need me to help you heal it? ”