Chapter 7: Impersonating a Disciple
"Master, I'm back!" Qin Muyao, who was standing at the door, really couldn't stand it, wasn't it just such a thing? What else did it take to do so much, everyone knelt on the ground, as a doctor, he saved lives and helped the wounded, Qin Muyao shouted at Doctor Song when he frowned, and entered the door with the big package in his hand.
Doctor Song, who was pondering whether to save the king on the ground, turned his head to look at Qin Muyao, who was wearing an oversized robe and a smile on his eyebrows, with a lot of question marks in his eyes, and said very obviously, "Who are you!
"Master, you asked me to go to the capital to study where Uncle Shi, I have already completed my merits, and Uncle Shi specially asked me to come back to see you. As he spoke, Qin Muyao walked up to Doctor Song, arched his hand at him, and blinked his eyes, the meaning of his words was to tell him that we are peers, and I am from a big place, and my medical skills are no worse than yours.
"Beijing?" Doctor Song looked at Qin Muyao with a bit of a blankness, this Liangcheng is thousands of miles away from the capital? This kid looks weak, but he looks sixteen or seventeen years old, what kind of master can he be, Doctor Song, an old doctor who has been doing it for thirty or forty years, is the most disdainful of these descendants who have no hair on their mouths, but just brag about them everywhere after learning some fur.
"You are a senior apprentice of Doctor Song, and you have studied in the capital, then the little minister, take a look at my father, my father is ......" all said that there is a disease and goes to the doctor, and the young master Wang who is kneeling on the ground can't care so much, as long as his father is saved, he doesn't care if the person in front of him has hair on his mouth!
knelt on the ground and turned in a direction, stretched out his hand and grabbed Qin Muyao's wide clothes, Wang Yuan was also a rich and noble family in Liangcheng, and when he touched Qin Muyao's clothes with his hand, he knew that this dress was worth a lot, and it was estimated that they couldn't buy it in Liangcheng, so they believed what Qin Muyao said even more.
"Little Xianggong!" looked at Qin Muyao with a blank eye as he spoke.
"You get up first! It's just a fish bone stuck in the throat, it's such a trivial matter, it's okay. "At the beginning, Qin Muyao studied Western medicine.
However, after returning to the town, the old-timers in the hospital are more focused on traditional Chinese medicine health preservation, and she is not cured of the disease.
"Really?" Young Master Wang, who was kneeling on the ground, heard Qin Muyao say this, his eyes lit up, his face was a little more hopeful, and he stared at Qin Muyao with tears in his eyes, and his heart was excited.
"Really, you can get up!" I really couldn't see the pitiful appearance of Young Master Wang kneeling on the ground, Qin Muyao reached out and pulled Young Master Wang to stand up.
"Boy, you can take a good look, this Wang Yuanwai is nearly sixty years old this year, and his heart has been bad, but he can't stand the toss!" Doctor Song, who was standing behind Qin Muyao, looked at Qin Muyao in front of him and frowned.
If a fish bone gets stuck in a young man's throat, it's not a big deal, the problem is that the person who got stuck is not only old, but also has an old disease.
"Oh, Master, don't worry, if anything happens to this royal member at my hands, I will bear everything. Reaching out and patting her chest, Qin Muyao showed a confident look.