Chapter Eighty-Three: You Still Don't Appreciate It?

For the sake of insurance, Shen Dailing called the calligraphy and painting to the room, and used the silver needles exchanged from the system to personally conduct experiments for them. The main purpose of this is to prevent cross-infection of diseases, and not to let good things become bad things.

Although Shuqin and calligraphy and painting didn't understand what was going on, they all took her words to heart like a holy decree.

After doing this, Rong Yanqi came back from outside and looked at her: "It's ready outside, how are you ready?" ”

Shen Dailing glanced at Shuqin and calligraphy and painting, and nodded to each other, "I'm ready too." ”

Rong Yanqi came to her and looked at her condescendingly, but there was no sense of oppression, but an invisible sense of security.

Shuqin gently pulled the sleeve of the calligraphy and painting, gave a look, and the two of them left the room with interest.

There are no outsiders, and Rong Yanqi's eyes are no longer so cold, "There are a lot more people coming today than expected." ”

Shen Dailing nodded lightly: "I have already heard the calligraphy and painting say." ”

"You can't see so many people alone, after this king and several masters have discussed, I have assigned about two hundred patients for you." Rong Yan said.

Shen Dailing was slightly stunned, staring at him with blinking eyes, looking at his handsome face, and his heart was quite moved.

Today's events, if it weren't for Rong Yanqi supporting her behind her back, it would be impossible for her ability to gather so many patients. At that time, even if she had a medical skill, it would be impossible for her to play a role.

She was grateful, "Thank you." ”

Rong Yanqi met her gaze, and the strange feelings in his heart increased again, but he controlled his emotions, "This king is just looking at you for the sake of being so honest, and I don't want you to die in vain because of this king." ”

The good atmosphere was ruined by his words, and she withdrew her gaze and pursed her lips.

Rong Yanqi was suddenly a little annoyed, and coughed lightly uncomfortably, "Let's go, do things first, and wait for you to talk about anything after you detoxify." ”

Shen Dailing nodded, left the courtyard with him, and came to the front hall of the Heavenly Realm Temple. This place was a place dedicated to the reception of ordinary people, and only members of the royal family were eligible to go there, and today it is used exclusively to accept ordinary people.

Due to the large number of people, Master Deadwood, Master Kurong, and Master Dry Heart participated in today's consultation, and in the entire Heavenly Realm Temple, only the three of them knew how to heal.

As for the foot of the Heavenly Realm Mountain, the soldiers are handing out numbers with numbers written on them for the sick, which are 'one, two, three, and four', and whoever gets the number will go to the doctor with the same word, and there must be no mistake. Many people are illiterate in big words, and only when they hear the same words do doctors understand.

Due to the large number of people, more and more people were transferred from the military headquarters to avoid other situations. With Rong Yanqi's prestige, it can be said that it is easy to transfer people from the military department.

As soon as the time came, the soldiers at the foot of the mountain began to arrange for a group of four people to go up the mountain, and when they arrived at the front hall, a total of four points were prepared. Check point by point, waiting to go up the mountain, the Heavenly Realm Temple has done the same thing in the past, and the rules are relatively clear.

Shen Dailing came to her own consultation desk and sat down, attracting the attention of many people. Some of the little monks gathered around and exchanged heads.

"Does the princess really know how to heal? Why don't I look like it? ”

"I don't think it's like it, don't be ashamed to make such a big fuss."

When one of the little monks heard their words, he immediately couldn't sit still, and retorted: "Don't speculate, the princess has good medical skills, and when I fell from the tree yesterday, it was the princess and the prince who treated me, and I will be well soon." ”

"Is it true?"

"Of course it's true, what am I lying to you?"

When the people saw what he said, they didn't say anything more, but they only needed to look at it for a while.

Shen Dailing sat in front of the table, glanced at the masters sitting beside him, and the little monks standing behind him, and his heart suddenly became nervous.

In the past, she had treated people in the ward, never in the hall, let alone in such a serious atmosphere.

Looking at the calligraphy and calligraphy on the side, I found that they were not nervous at all, but raised their heads arrogantly and looked ahead.

She knew very well that it was because they didn't know her the same way she did.

In her eyes, everyone is equal, and there is no distinction between high and low.

In their eyes, what they are doing today is a blessing for those people, they should bow down and thank them, how can they be nervous?

looked at Rong Yanqi who was standing beside him, he was dignified and proud, only others were afraid of him, where was he afraid of others.

She took a deep breath and saw four patients and their families appear at the door, putting aside their distractions and waiting for them to come.

A young woman wearing patched clothes, holding a baby in her hand, glanced at the number in her hand, and then looked at the number in front of Shen Dailing's desk, both of which were 'three', slightly stunned.

She stepped forward cautiously and looked at the girl in front of her with suspicious eyes, "You...... Are you a doctor? ”

"I am." Shen Dailing smiled and raised his hand to signal: "You sit." ”

The young woman looked to the left and right, both of them were monks in robes, and she was facing a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old, and said, "I...... My son was seriously ill, and I waited all night to find a monk to see a doctor for him, and I ...... I'm not looking for you......"

As he spoke, he was going elsewhere.

Shuqin stepped forward to block her way, "Do you know who is the person who is treating you?" She is our seventh princess, knowing that your life is difficult, she is sympathetic to the people so she specially arranged this free clinic to give you such a good opportunity, you still don't appreciate it? ”

The middle-aged woman was slightly surprised, when did she, a flat-headed commoner, see the royal relatives and relatives, and the princess who lived in the palace actually treated people?

"The little one doesn't know, the little one doesn't know the princess's medical skills, the child is seriously ill, and he has been having a fever for a day and a night, and the little one is ......" She was frightened by the momentum on Shuqin's body, and suddenly couldn't pay attention. She didn't have the courage to refuse the princess, but she really didn't trust it in her heart.

Shen Dailing understood the other party's mood, got up and glanced at the baby in swaddling clothes, about a year old, with red cheeks and closed eyes.

"Master, master, I have detected that the baby has a high fever that does not go away, and his breathing is weak, and his condition will definitely worsen if he is not treated."

Shen Dailing was stunned, today's living conditions, the survival rate of young children is extremely low, and if it deteriorates, it will be difficult to treat. Even if she can exchange anti-inflammatory drugs, such a big child will be punished, and she will be questioned by countless people.

She hurriedly stepped forward and said, "His condition is critical, and if he doesn't treat me again, I'm afraid I will have to worry about my life." ”

When the woman heard her words, her face changed suddenly, and she dared to hesitate, and hurriedly said, "Princess, please save my son!" ”