Surprise was something Jiang Juan expected, she had already thought of a reason, "My eldest brother and they practice martial arts, and they are often injured, and with my father and mother behind my back, I secretly learned some medical skills." ”

Kim, "......??? ”

How many lies do girls tell a day?

Fortunately, it was the blind cat that touched the dead mouse, and the second young master Zhao was fine, even if the girl was hard, she would have to give an explanation if she broke someone's arm.

Old Madam Zhao didn't know what to say.

Can this medical skill be learned secretly?

But if it wasn't secretly learned, the Hejian Mansion wouldn't let the only girl learn medical skills.

What Mrs. Zhao can do is to praise Jiang Juan, "The doctor has been here for several days, and the princess has been cured in three or two clicks, which shows that she is talented." ”

Jiang Juan smiled modestly and said, "Just now in the garden, I accidentally tripped over the little young master of the house, I heard Xiyue say that he knocked his head when he was a child, so I gave him a pulse." ”

"Removing blood congestion in the brain happens to be what I am good at, I originally wanted the eldest young grandmother in the house to take him to Jing'an Wangfu to find me, but she was sick in bed, I think the Zhao family should not rest assured that she should take the child out, if Mrs. Zhao believes me, let the second lady go and bring the little young master."

Mrs. Zhao didn't expect Jiang Juan to talk to her about treating her great-grandson.

She forgot to react for a moment.

Jiang Juan is too young, even if the second young master is cured, it is difficult for Mrs. Zhao to rest assured that the only great-grandson under her knee will be handed over to Jiang Juan for treatment.

Sheng Xiyue was moved in her heart, and the princess of Jing'an really regarded her as a friend.

If she can really cure the little young master, she can stay in the Sheng family for as long as she wants, unless her father and mother come to pick her up in person, otherwise the Zhao family will not let her go.

It's just that the little young master's illness has invited a lot of famous doctors, but they are helpless, can she really cure it?

Old Madam Zhao hesitated.

The Buddha beads in her hand were fiddling quickly, and after a few breaths, she looked at Mrs. Zhao, "Go and bring Bao'er." ”

"Old lady......," Second Mrs. Zhao interrupted.

"Go ahead," Old Madam Zhao said firmly.

Second Mrs. Zhao was not at ease.

The princess of Jing'an Wang Shifei can't cure the little master, if she misses, what can she do if she leaves any sequelae, a human life, they can't afford to gamble.

Old Mrs. Zhao was resolute, and Second Mrs. Zhao was only obedient, after all, the little young master was not her son.

She felt that she should talk to Mrs. Zhao about this, but if she did, Mrs. Zhao would definitely stop her.

Soon, Second Mrs. Zhao hugged the little young master.

Because Jiang Juan said to give him a paper kite, Young Master Zhao smiled when he saw Jiang Juan, his eyes were dark and cute.

Jiang Juan asked him to sit on the chair and said with a smile, "Is it okay for my sister to play a game with you?" ”

Young Master Zhao nodded, a little excited.

Jiang Wan's hand covered his eyes, and Young Master Zhao fainted.

No one knows how he got dizzy, he just got dizzy anyway.

Jiang Juan took out a silver needle and stabbed it on his head.

This time, it scared Mrs. Zhao a lot.

She thought that the cure was to prescribe a prescription, and she could find a doctor or even a doctor to help check it, but she didn't think that it was a direct needle.

When she wanted to stop it, Young Master Zhao had already had several silver needles pierced in his head.

Jin Er's eyes didn't almost pop out.

She is the girl's personal maid, the kind that follows wherever she goes, when did the girl have a pair of silver needles on her body, why didn't she know?

Jiang Juan asked Sheng Xiyue to bring the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, but the silver needle was not taken, and she wrote down the prescription.

The words are a bit ugly.

But I can see what is written.

After writing the prescription, Jiang Juan handed it to Mrs. Zhao Er and said, "Take the medicine according to the prescription and take it for three days." ”

Second Mrs. Zhao took the prescription, only to feel that her hands were heavy.

Hiding from the eldest wife and grandmother to treat Bao'er, but the medicine in her mouth can't be hidden.

After Jiang Wan confessed, the hour was about the same, and she untied the silver needle.

Bao'er was still asleep, Sheng Xiyue said uneasy, "When will he wake up?" ”

"I'll wake up in a while," Jiang Wan replied.

Sheng Xiyue's mouth moved, and finally she didn't say anything.

Jiang Juan knew what she was going to ask, and said, "Within three days, he will definitely be able to speak." ”

So fast?

Sheng Xiyue was a little skeptical.

Jiang Juan smiled silently, put away the silver needle and said, "I'll leave first if it's okay." ”

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly asked Mrs. Zhao to send Jiang Juan out of the house.

Jiang Juan smiled, "Just send me to the moon." ”

When she went out, Jin Er couldn't hold it back, pulled Jiang Juan aside, and asked in a low voice, "Girl, can you really cure the little young master of the Zhao family?" ”

Sheng Xiyue heard it, it was a scary.

The personal maid doubts, can she believe her?

Jiang Juan said with a smile, "I don't dare to pack tickets for other things, the young master of the Zhao family speaks, and I am completely sure." ”

"Yes...... I don't know when the girl learned her medical skills," Jin Er whispered.

"Uncle taught," I couldn't explain, Jiang Wanma shook it.

The Dark Guard hid in a tree, the black line on his head.

After carrying so many black pots, the prince finally carried a white pot, which is not easy.

But it doesn't matter if it's a black pot or a white pot, it's a pot.

The princess's maid didn't even suspect it, she really believed it, isn't it too easy to fool?

Even the personal maid doesn't know where the princess's medical skills came from, did the princess's medical skills fall from the sky?

Sheng Xiyue didn't dare to listen to the behind, otherwise she would be scared half to death.

Out of the gate of Zhao's house, Jin Er quickly walked down the steps and took down two brocade boxes from the carriage.

One of them, Jiang Juan, handed it to Sheng Xiyue.

Sheng Xiyue could see at a glance that it was the jewelry box of the Golden Jade Pavilion, and she didn't know what it contained, so she refused, "I can't accept it." ”

Jiang Juan stuffed the brocade box to her and said, "Take me as a friend, you can accept it, otherwise I always feel that I owe you a thousand taels." ”

What can Sheng Xiyue do, if she doesn't accept one thousand taels, she will send more expensive jewelry, and she can't accept it.

She opened the brocade box, and the ruby headdress inside sparkled in the sunlight.

Another brocade box, Jiang Juan handed it to Sheng Xiyue, "This set is for the girl of Shangshufu in the Ministry of Rites, you have to help me run a trip and send it to her." ”

This is an opportunity for Sheng Xiyue to make friends with the girl from the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites.

Let people send it on their behalf, but not in person, Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites is a smart person, she knows why, and she doesn't care.

Sheng Xiyue nodded and watched Jiang Juan leave in the carriage.

When Sheng Xiyue returned to Mrs. Zhao, the young master of the Zhao family had already woken up.

Old Madam Zhao touched his head and said kindly, "Does Bao'er hurt?" ”

She didn't exert herself, and Boa shook her head.

Old Madam Zhao was not at ease, and used a little force with her hand.

Young Master Zhao cried out with a "wow", "It hurts...... ”

The sound was still muffled, but at least it was audible.

Old Mrs. Zhao burst into tears, and hugged her great-grandson tightly in her arms.

Second Mrs. Zhao was dumbfounded.

Princess Jing'an said that she could speak within three days, and she still felt that she was bragging.

This is clearly ...... Humility.

When was it so easy to treat a disease, just a few stitches?

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