On the second day, the sky will be slightly brighter.

Song Wanfeng got up, sat on the warm collapse, and looked at the morning light outside the window.

After a while, Baicao came over with a copper basin and put it aside.

In the cupboard, he brought her a cloak and put it on, and then couldn't help but say, "Why does the girl get up so early?" Still sitting in front of the window, I am not afraid of catching a cold. ”

Song Wanfeng gathered her cloak, and then smiled: "What are you afraid of catching a cold in my body?" ”

Baicao frowned and said: "The body is always her own, and the girl is not distressed by herself, so what's the use of the slaves and maids being distressed?" ”

was counted down like this, Song Wanfeng really didn't expect it, when she raised her head and joked: "You girl is getting more and more bold, even I dare to teach a lesson." ”

Baicao turned around to get the handkerchief, and when he heard the words, he didn't reply: "The slave and maid are distressed girls, after all, this Zhuangzi is mixed, except for the slaves and maids, who else will feel sorry for the girl?" ”

"That's right." Song Wanfeng said silently.

After finishing the meal, a few people thought about going to the town outside Zhuangzi, and by the way, they were looking for a doctor to show Song Wanfeng.

Over the years, because of this illness, Song Wanfeng has hardly been out of Zhuangzi, and today the interest came, wrapped in a thick coat, and took the two girls Shi Shiran out of the door.

The weather is a little cold, and there are not many people in the town, but it is also very lively, and there is an endless stream of hawkers everywhere.

The master and servant walked down the street, looking at the surrounding scene with great interest.

"Girl, I didn't expect this town to be small, and there are a lot of things."

Baicao looked around, his little face flushed, obviously very excited.

Song Wanfeng's expression was a little sad, it was too cold this day, even if he was wrapped in a very thick coat, he couldn't relieve the stiffness of his limbs.

Walking around, Song Wanfeng stopped in front of a small medical hall.

Three big characters were carefully outlined on it with a black pen - Baicaotang

"Baicao, when did you open a medical clinic with a girl behind your back?" When Dew saw it, she couldn't help but quip.

Baicao gave her an elbow and scolded, "Don't be poor. ”

Then he looked at Song Wanfeng, who was parked aside, and asked, "Girl? Would you like to go in and have a look? ”

Song Wanfeng nodded, a hint of surprise crossed her eyes.

She only knew that there was a very famous medical hall in the capital called Baicaotang, but she didn't know that there would be one in this small town.

Is it accidentally the same name, or is it the same root and origin?

After getting the affirmation, Dew Drop knocked on the door, and then a small man appeared in front of the three masters and servants: "How many girls do you have something important?" ”

Before the dew drops could make a sound, Song Wanfeng stepped forward and said, "This little brother, are you a medical hall here?" ”

The little guy frowned, pointed to the plaque and said, "Can't you see it?" ”

Song Wanfeng smiled indifferently: "It's just a little uncertain, after all, ......"

She didn't finish her words, but the little brother nodded in a sudden understanding.

In the past, people who came to seek medical treatment didn't believe that their medical hall located in Hidden Alley was a real medical center, but when she asked it so bluntly, it was the first time he saw it, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and opened the door for them to come in.

"It's true that we're a medical hall here, but our husband has a bad temper, so the girl has to be prepared to be swept away."

This was a little unkind, and Dew couldn't help but sarcastically say, "Sweeping the patient out of the house? What kind of rule is this? ”

The little guy glanced at the dewdrops, and then said: "This is the rule set by the gentleman, see a doctor according to his mood, if it is not in his eyes, he will not look at it, otherwise with our husband's ability, he will not nest in such a small medical hall." ”

Dew was about to speak, but Song Wanfeng glanced at her, and she didn't dare to make a mistake at the moment, so she shut up stiffly.

The outside of the house is narrow, but the inside of the house is different.

The outer courtyard is wide, there are several dustpans on the corridor steps, there are medicinal herbs piled up inside, look closely, there are a lot of treasures.

It seems that the owner of this medical hall does have some skills, Song Wanfeng thought to herself.

After bringing them to the medicine hall, the little man retreated.

After a while, an old man with crane hair and a childish face walked over slowly with his hands behind his back, it was freezing cold, and this person was wearing an ordinary white robe, which made Song Wanfeng look envious.

But how could this man's face look so familiar?

"Just a few of you female dolls need to see a doctor?" The old man walked into the medicine hall, interrupted Song Wanfeng's thoughts, and sat on the recliner next to him, looking up at them.

Song Wanfeng stood up and said, "Yes, old man." ”

The old man snorted twice and said, "It's unfortunate that you came today, I am in a very bad mood old man, and I don't want to see a doctor." ”

The dew was very slight: "Why are you like this, old man?" Sick and incurable? ”

"Hey, who are you talking to, little girl? I can be your grandfather at my age, why is it so big and not small? The old man said unhappily.

Song Wanfeng raised her eyebrows: "It seems that we are abrupt." ”

The old man turned his head and did not look at them again.

"But I believe that there is always a way to solve the many difficulties of this time, the old man is in a bad mood today, then there should always be a good time, I don't know when you will be in the mood to see a doctor, old man?"

The old man's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this: "You girl doll is so strange, how can this mood be controlled by people?" Could it be that you can still wait here for me to be in a good mood? ”

Song Wanfeng smiled and said warmly: "Even the old gentleman doesn't know when he will be in a good mood, how can I waste time on this, but in addition to waiting for this method, there is always another way for the old gentleman to treat me." ”

"Oh?" The old man became interested and said with a smile: "What do you do?" ”

"It depends on what the old gentleman wants." Song Wanfeng sighed lightly, her black and white eyes hooked with a smile.

"You're a funny girl, but the old man's favorite thing isn't a mundane thing, are you really sure you can take it out?" The old man had lived for so long and was interested in seeing such an interesting person for the first time.

"Rare treasures, lost classics, there is always a gentleman to love." Song Wanfeng laughed and said.

The old man sneered, "What is a treasure?" I'm not uncommon with old men, and lost classics are of little use to old men, but I'm very interested in ancient prescriptions, but this thing can't be taken out casually, female doll, what's the matter? Do you still want to try? ”

The old man snorted twice, his tone was playful, obviously he didn't put Song Wanfeng's words in his ears.

Ancient prescriptions are such a thing, but they can't be found, he doesn't believe that the stinky girl in front of him can take it out.

However, he miscalculated, if he really wanted any rare treasures, she might not be able to take it out, but if she wanted to talk about this ancient prescription, she really had a copy of "The Essence of Herbs" in her hand.