At the front door of the house, when Yang Ruoqing arrived in a hurry, he happened to see Li Da'er beckoning a gray-haired old man to come over this way.

Li Da'er was also carrying a medicine box that looked very heavy.

This should be a famous doctor from Licheng, right?

Yang Ruoqing said in her heart, so she accelerated her pace and rushed to the past.

When he got closer, Li Daer hurriedly introduced the two sides.

Yang Ruoqing bowed to the old doctor in front of her: "Doctor Zhao can come to the clinic without hesitation, the little woman is grateful, please hurry up in the house!" ”

Doctor Zhao smiled slightly, and waved his hand at Yang Ruoqing: "Miss Yang is polite, the county lord has worked hard, and it is not worth mentioning that the old man runs this way!" ”

Princess?

Yang Ruoqing was a little stunned and looked at Li Da'er.

Li Da'er was stunned, and then explained: "This Doctor Zhao is the famous doctor that the county lord of Bingqing helped us find, this time, not only Doctor Zhao came, but the county lord of Bingqing also came over in person, just on the carriage over there!" ”

Lord Bingqing?

Luo Bingqing, the daughter of Luo Feixiong, the southern prince of Licheng City?

I just called up this information in my mind, and in the carriage over there, Ri Song opened the curtain of the carriage and was supporting a young and beautiful woman in brocade clothes to get out of the carriage.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the eyes are like autumn water.

The bridge of the nose is upturned, and the small mouth is cherry red.

The water spirit of the daughter bred in the southern climate is the dignity bred by the high position, and every gesture is vividly displayed in her body.

When she walked slowly, it was like a pearl slowly rising.

The porcelain white skin, without the slightest flaw, does give people a sense of ice and jade.

"Miss Yang, long time no see."

The soft voice came into Yang Ruoqing's ears, and Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses instantly.

"I don't know if the Lord of Bingqing County is here, and I hope I will forgive me."

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips and showed a faint smile on her face.

Bingqing also smiled, and when his eyes swept over Yang Ruoqing's outfit, especially the blue cloth wrapped around his head, a trace of ridicule flashed under Bingqing's eyes.

"Being a woman, being a mother, it's really different," Bing Qingdao said.

"Miss Yang's dress as a village girl is very appropriate, and it is also very suitable for your current identity." Bingqing said again.

The other people on the side, as long as their ears are not deaf and their brains are not stupid, can hear Bingqing's ridicule.

Li Da'er and Na Ri Song frowned secretly, especially Na Ri Song was even more surprised.

Along the way, the county lord of Bingqing behaved generously and decently, why did he get off the car and become a different person when he met Qing'er?

Is there something wrong with the two of them?

At the moment when Song was secretly pondering that day, Yang Ruoqing spoke lightly.

"Getting married and having children is a process that a woman must go through, and after giving birth to a child, she will naturally return to the family and teach her husband and children." She said.

Not wanting to be entangled with Bingqing on these things at the corners of her mouth, she glanced at Doctor Zhao on the side, and then said to Bingqing: "I heard that this Doctor Zhao is the doctor who helped my husband Jun Xun from the county lord?" ”

Bingqing's gaze also swept over Dr. Zhao's body, bowing slightly, with a sense of superiority on his face: "Dr. Zhao is a famous doctor in Licheng, and after Xinglin, he specializes in treating all kinds of incurable diseases. ”

"In Licheng, even if the dignitaries want to seek medical advice from Dr. Zhao, they have to establish a good relationship in advance and go through the door." She said.

"Ordinary people, or those nouveau riche who think they have opened two restaurants and made a little money, want to hire Dr. Zhao, it's just a fantasy!" Bingqing talked eloquently.

Open a restaurant, die nouveau riche?

Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly, isn't this Chi Guoguo talking about himself?

This Bingqing County Lord......

"Doctor Zhao is my father's special doctor, and he has good medical skills. I asked him to diagnose General Luo, and he will definitely be able to cure the disease! The Bingqing County Lord finally said.

Hearing this, a flame of hope ignited in Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

The unhappiness of being sneered at by the Bingqing County Lord before can also be erased because of this sentence!

"That's great!" Yang Ruoqing said a little excitedly, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Doctor Zhao, please inside, please quickly diagnose my husband!"

……

In the house, Luo Fengtang had already woken up, and was quite surprised for a while when he saw that the room was full of people, even the county lord of Bingqing had come.

Yang Ruoqing stepped forward and told him what had happened.

Luo Fengtang frowned and looked at the Bingqing County Lord who was standing a few steps in front of the bed.

"The county lord Jin Zhi Yuye is still so enthusiastic about the affairs of the last general, and the last general is uneasy." Luo Fengtang said.

The handkerchief in Bingqing's hand was wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the distress was all written on his face.

Hearing Luo Fengtang's words, Bingqing put down his veil and sobbed softly at Luo Fengtang.

"General Luo, between you and me, why do you need to be so separated?" She said.

"If it weren't for General Luo's life-saving grace back then, Bingqing would have been buried under the knife of the Black Lotus Sect bandits, and he would have become a wisp of revenant."

"As long as you can cure your illness, don't say that this hundred miles is tens of thousands of miles, as long as Bingqing can help, it is incumbent!" Ice Qingdao.

Luo Fengtang's face showed a hint of emotion.

Nodding at Bingqing, he didn't say more, and he didn't have the strength to say more.

Here, Yang Ruoqing stroked his chest, "What's the matter?" Can it be diagnosed now? ”

"Hmm." Luo Fengtang answered and tried to sit upright.

Then, Dr. Zhao, who had been waiting beside him, stepped forward, sat down on a stool next to the bed, put his fingers on Luo Fengtang's wrist, and began to carefully diagnose the pulse.

In the process, everyone in the room held their breath, and their eyes fell on the bedside, and the room was so quiet that they could hear the slight sound of embroidery needles falling on the ground.

After some detailed inquiries, Dr. Zhao seemed to feel that the information collected was insufficient, and wanted to be more detailed and specific.

However, Luo Fengtang's energy could no longer support it, his eyelids would sink from time to time, and he would fall asleep when he saw it.

Yang Ruoqing looked at him like this and knew that he had been insisting on not falling asleep.

Because the hand he put on the inside of the bed has been secretly pinching his thigh.

Try to stimulate the nerves through the pain, and hold on for a while.

However, it seems to be ineffective.

"Doctor Zhao, why don't you come here for this diagnosis, let him sleep for a while, and then we will continue when we wake up?"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but speak.

If he continues to pinch like this, his thighs will be choked.

Doctor Zhao glanced at Luo Fengtang's mental state, hesitated, and was about to nod when a figure came from behind.

"It's rare to come and get a diagnosis, how can you stop the diagnosis so quickly? Follow up! ”

It was none other than the county lord of Bingqing.

"Doctor Zhao, don't you have a medicine in your hand, can you refresh people by taking it? Hurry up and give it to General Luo! ”

The county lord came all the way over, and he didn't say anything to him yet, how could he let him fall asleep so quickly!