After changing the medicine, Qingzhi walked out of Lu Shikang's room in silence.

When I returned to the room, I was stunned for a long time.

She herself couldn't figure out how she was feeling right now.

As Qi Fang said, when she was practicing medicine, she had seen men bare their upper bodies for a long time, including some handsome sons, but in front of anyone else, she never changed her face and heartbeat.

When dealing with patients, she only cares about their illness, and does not care whether they are male or female.

Why can't he be calm and comfortable in the face of Lu Shikang?

The thought of her blushing like a ripe peach in front of him just now made her want to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Seeing that the sky had cleared outside, the sun shone on the raindrops of the leaves from the half-open window, shining with a crystal clear light.

Looking at the direction of the shadows of the trees, she guessed that it was only about the middle of the day, so she decided to go out and practice medicine.

Pay attention to it, and go out.

All the way to the east, I walked for a long time before I remembered that I forgot to bring the medicine box, but at this time I was too lazy to go back to get it, so I had to continue to move forward.

After about a quarter of an hour, I arrived at the village I had visited before I came back yesterday afternoon.

Because someone in the village made an appointment yesterday, saying that he wanted her to go again today, and yesterday the person stood on the side for a long time, but he never got his turn.

As soon as she walked to the village, many adults and children gathered around, some to watch the excitement, some to really come to see the doctor, and some to talk to people.

As soon as she arrived, two well-meaning villagers came to the house and brought a table and two chairs, placed them under a thick camphor tree, and said to her, "Doctor, let's sit down, it's too tiring to stand all the time." ”

Although the table was old and the chairs were mottled in many places, Qingzhi walked to the wooden chair without any dislike and sat down.

While taking someone's pulse, she heard someone whispering:

"This little doctor has so white skin. It's so good-looking. ”

"Who's to say it isn't?"

"If only he could come here every day." A young woman's voice said.

"Look at you, your soul is lost." The voice of another woman's joking voice reached her ears.

Unconsciously, more and more people gathered around, and many people from the nearby villages came, not to see a doctor, but just to see this legendary and rather good-looking little doctor.

The crowd gathered Qingzhi in a circle, and she sat in the circle on a dilapidated wooden chair in front of a shabby wooden table to treat the person who wanted to see a patient, and the patient sat on the old wooden chair opposite her, while the people outside the circle talked and laughed.

As she was taking the pulse of the ninth person of the day, a hoarse and shrill voice suddenly sounded outside the crowd:

"Please let me go!"

In an instant, a person stood in front of Qingzhi, who was bowing his head to take the patient's pulse, and did not notice the person who was suddenly standing in front of him.

"You're the legendary good-looking doctor, aren't you?" The hoarse and shrill voice just now sounded above Qingzhi's head at this time.

Aozhi looked up and saw a man in his thirties, thin and thin, wearing a dark blue brocade robe, a silver hairpin tied up on his head, thin lips, sunken eye sockets, and large and round eyes.

"You are?" Qingzhi looked at him, among the ordinary people, the superiority of this person's face was obvious, and judging by his dress, he should be a person with a good family background.

"My girl wants you to come and heal her." The body of the person who came was slightly bent and said to Qingzhi.

"Please wait a moment." Qingzhi Road.

At the moment, she was checking the pulse of a man in his thirties, and after checking it for a while, she said to the man: "Big brother should be fine, but he has a cold." Drink more boiled water for a few days, and if you are not at ease, you can also go to a nearby pharmacy to get some medicine to eat. ”

As he spoke, he stood up and said to the middle-aged man in a dark blue brocade robe with sunken eye sockets, "Where is your girl?" ”

"On the nearby mountain, doctor, please come with me." The man said politely.

As he spoke, he led the way in front, and the crowd opened a way for him to pass by.

Qingzhi followed him.

The man had been walking west along a path at the foot of the mountain, and for about half an hour he had reached the foot of the Fairy Mountain.

"My girl is in the mountains." The man didn't look back in front of him.

A girl who asked her to go to see a doctor for her, but instead wandered in the mountains? Qingzhi was a little puzzled.

Following him, follow the steps up the hill and head all the way up the Fairy Mountain.

At this time, it is almost noon, visitors are in twos and threes, there are talking and laughing, most of them are going down the mountain.

The heavy rain that fell in the morning made the mountains still a little humid, so you need to walk carefully to avoid slipping under your feet.

Halfway up the mountainside, I saw a sedan chair in the distance of 20 zhang in front, and two people used a sedan chair to carry a young and beautiful woman who could be seen from a distance.

The woman was wearing a pomegranate red cloud silk dress, the skirt was decorated with lotus leaves, a green jade step shaking tassel hairpin was inserted in her head, and she was wearing a dark green jade bracelet, and she was lying in a sedan chair leisurely.

Next to them stood two young women and a middle-aged man.

The two women were wearing light pink gauze dresses, and they were also young and beautiful at a glance.

The man was dressed in the same way as the man who had gone to the village to look for her, and he was also wearing a dark blue brocade robe. The body is slender and emaciated.

I only heard one of the two women say: "Niangniang, you are sick, let's go back to the capital quickly, something really happens, what can I do?" ”

"You said don't call me Niangniang outside, if you want to call me Miss Murong, why can't you remember?" The young and beautiful woman said, her voice delicate and majestic.

"Miss Murong, I forgot it when I was in a hurry." The woman next to her hurriedly explained.

"Who wants you to be in such a hurry?"

"The slave must have remembered it this time. Miss Murong forgive the slave! As he spoke, he wanted to kneel.

"Kneel here? Isn't it clear that people think I'm being harsh? ”

"The slave just wants the girl to dissipate her anger, not to embarrass Miss Murong, Miss Murong has always treated us very well, how can others easily guess based on a posture......" The woman next to her did not kneel, only bent her knees, and quickly stood up at this time.

"There is no need to explain more, let's come out to play, and there won't be so much red tape in the future......"

"Yes, Miss Murong. But the slave still wants to remind you that we have to go back to the capital earlier, if Miss Murong is really sick, it's too ...... Childe will put the slaves to death......"

"Needless to say, Miss Motogi Rong's ears are already calloused......"

"Yes, Miss Murong......"

Just when Qingzhi thought that these people were just tourists passing by, he heard the young and beautiful girl in the sedan chair shouting to this side: "Yan Fu, this is the good-looking little doctor you found?" ”

The man who came with Qingzhi immediately replied: "Yes, Miss Murong, this is that good-looking little doctor, he was busy when I went......

As he spoke, this Yan Fu had already walked up to the girl he called Murong Girl, and smiled at her: "Murong Girl, you can always let the doctor take the pulse now, this time the doctor is not the rough man you hated before, right?" ”

At this time, Qingzhi was also standing on the side, and was about to move forward, but was stopped by the man who was standing on the side of the sedan chair just now, "Doctor, wait a moment......

The man turned to the woman in the sedan chair and said respectfully: "But, Miss Murong, this doctor is too young, let's change another one, although those doctors before seemed to be mountain village husbands, but at least they have seen many years of illness, not to mention anything else, there is always experience, this doctor ......"

"This girl just doesn't like to let the mountain village husband stain this girl's hands, so she likes the good-looking doctor, what's wrong? Questions? ”

"I didn't ...... No problem, but this doctor is good-looking, it's just ...... It's too young, and the slave is also worried about the girl's body, and if it is misdiagnosed, it will ......"

"Less verbose!"