As the saying goes, a word wakes up the person in the dream.

Song Yuanlin himself is also a smart person, and he will not fail to understand what Aunt Yan means.

"Aunt Yan, you mean you want me to ......" Song Yuanlin glanced at Aunt Yan.

Aunt Yan immediately made a silent gesture, "Doctor Song, there are some things that you can see through and not say anything, you just know the true meaning." ”

Before Aunt Yan finished speaking, Song Yuanlin immediately burst out laughing.

"Haha, Aunt Yan, Song knows. You wait and see, I will definitely teach that dead girl a good lesson, for Doctor Ye, for us to get out this evil breath! ”

"Well, it's best if you can understand Dr. Song." Aunt Yan nodded, and continued: "Yan Zixi's dead girl is nothing more than saving the life of Cheng County Linggongzi, and now she is in the limelight, if something goes wrong with her at this time, everyone must know it, and when the time comes, we don't need to say it, the Yan family will also sweep her out." ”

"Haha, high! Or Aunt Yan has a high trick, admire and admire! Come on, Aunt Yan, this glass of wine is my respect for you! Song Yuanlin raised his wine glass with a smile and toasted to Aunt Yan.

Aunt Yan also raised her wine glass and touched it with Song Yuanlin, "Doctor Song, I'm looking forward to this wonderful show." After the matter is completed, I will definitely let my family Wenyuan promote you well! The next qualification to enter the Beijing Imperial Examination may fall on your head! ”

"Hahahaha, then there are a few kind words from Aunt Lao Yan, Song has thanked Aunt Yan here first......"

……

Following.

Yan Zixi was sitting in the lobby of Miaochun Hall and looking at the patients who came to see the patients.

"Old man, you are"

Yan Zixi finished prescribing the medicine and helped the old woman to walk out slowly, until she walked to the street, and then Yan Zixi turned around and went back.

What she didn't see was two men standing in the small alley next to her.

If Yan Zixi was here, he would definitely recognize that one of the men wearing the clothes of Miaochun Hall's servants was none other than Song Yuanlin.

Song Yuanlin called the young man in linen clothes to his side, glanced left and right, and then carefully took out a few taels of silver from his arms and handed them to him, and commanded in his ear.

"Zhu Wujiu, did you hear everything you just explained?"

"Don't worry, Doctor Song, the little ones are really listening, and they won't let you down!"

Song Yuanlin patted him lightly on the shoulder, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Very good, Wujiu, I will definitely not treat you badly when the matter is completed!" ”

"The little one understands, the little one understands." Zhu Wujiu's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled and said, "That little one is over." ”

Saying that, Zhu Wujiu poured a bag of chicken blood on his leg, and then limped, humming and chirping in his mouth and moved to Miaochun Hall.

Yan Zixi, who was sitting in the hall, saw Zhu Wujiu walking in with a limp leg, and hurriedly stood up and ran over to support him.

"This little brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, doctor, you can help me take a look. I got up this morning and accidentally knocked my leg on the threshold, I fell, and now I'm bleeding, you can help me heal, it hurts me to death! ”

Zhu Wujiu's face showed a distorted look of pain, and his mouth was also calling out there.

"I'll help you sit down over there." Yan Zixi didn't think much about it, so she helped Zhu Wujiu to sit down on the wooden couch, and then squatted down and carefully examined the injured leg for him.

But as soon as Yan Zixi touched the blood stains on her pants, her brows couldn't help frowning, as if she sensed that something was wrong......