Song'er suddenly turned to look at Yu'er, her eyes were full of astonishment: "Sister Yu'er, Sister Xunyin?" ”

"I thought you forgot about us."

Yu'er covered her lips and smiled, and Song'er's face suddenly turned red: "I...... I'm too busy and the girl is here? ”

Seeing him like this, Yan Tingcheng also knew that he was really busy, and seeing that there were more and more people around him who came to get medicine, Yan Tingcheng looked at him: "Is Master here?" ”

"Sir is in the backyard, the weather is good today, he is still basking in the sun."

Song'er scratched her head: "If the girl comes to find Mr., I won't bother, I'm afraid that Dr. Liu won't be busy alone." ”

Yan Qingcheng nodded, and Song'er showed an extremely cute smile to the three masters and servants: "Then I'll go and get busy." ”

"The slave maid used to think that the medicine shop was a good place, and it was very idle, but I didn't expect it to be off-season, and it was busier than when we were going to celebrate the New Year in our yard."

Yu'er stuck out her tongue, and Yan Qingcheng smiled and stopped talking.

This is normal, and this atmosphere is not a strange atmosphere, modern pharmacies are all kinds of activities to buy medicines, not to mention, Ming Lao can be regarded as a profiteer, he is still filled in front of this pharmacy with the words "I would rather have no disease in the world, and the cabinet is full of dust".

There were too many people in front of him, Yan Tingcheng's eyes glanced at a corner casually, and then continued to move forward, pushed open the door and walked into the back door, and drove to the backyard with ease.

There was a busy mess in front of him, but Ming Lao was leisurely, lying on the recliner, swaying gently, knocking on the shoulder of the chair without a match, hearing the sound of Yan Qingcheng coming in, he couldn't help but slowly open his eyes and sneered: "I thought you were a girl with no conscience, and I didn't look at how long it had been since I came, and I would come to me when I could afford to help...... Tell me, what's the problem? ”

Touched her thoroughly.

Yan Qingcheng coughed lightly in embarrassment: "I miss you too." ”

"Do you miss the old man?"

Ming Lao was quite disdainful: "You said that you miss Song'er, and I will believe it for two points." ”

Yan Qingcheng also knew that he had indeed come to visit less, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak in his heart, and transferred the freight elevator with a dry cough: "There are a lot of people coming to the pharmacy these days?" ”

Ming Lao could see that he wanted to change the topic, but he didn't plan to pay attention to anything with Xiao Nizi, so he lazily raised his eyelids: "There are a lot of people who come here and moan without illness." ”

Saying that, Ming Lao didn't seem to be excited enough, and continued to add: "There is one now." ”

Yan Chengcheng: "......"

This old man who holds a grudge.

"You are my master, it can be seen that I will not be able to ask you some questions, you are teaching and solving doubts."

Yan Qingcheng blinked, and unceremoniously dragged the stool on the side over and sat down: "I went to the palace two days ago, and the queen didn't look like she was pregnant, but there was a doctor who diagnosed that she was pregnant. ”

"I've heard about it."

Although he didn't accidentally happen to him, Ming Lao was still well aware of these things.

"You said she didn't look like she was pregnant, why did you think so?"

Ming Lao raised his eyebrows and glanced at her: "Your alchemy skills are definitely the most talented that the old man has ever seen, and it will not be difficult to think that these medical skills will be difficult." ”

Yan Qingcheng smiled slightly: "I'm more inclined to how to kill." ”

And not to save people.

Ming Lao was stunned, and then laughed: "This is good, there are always many ruthless people in this world, it's good to kill them." ”

"I don't have proof, I didn't touch her at all, so, I have a gut feeling."

Yan Tingcheng tilted his head sideways, looked at him and smiled: "But she can't hold her breath, I can now be sure that there is something wrong with her stomach." ”

"Everything has happened to you."

Ming Lao said leisurely: "You are already sure that there is something wrong with her stomach, what do you want to ask the old man?"

Yan Qingcheng's eyes were like crescents in the sky: "Don't be ashamed to ask, don't you understand this very well, why does the imperial doctor in the palace also make a wrong diagnosis?"

"It's normal for people to walk by the river, how can they not get their shoes wet, even if they are old men, they have one or two misdiagnosed experiences."

Ming Lao said that the god is leisurely.

Yan Qingcheng shook his head amusedly: "The imperial doctor in the palace was selected again and again to see the body of those nobles, not to mention that the imperial doctor also looked at the pulse several times."

"You mean, there is something unusual about the queen's pulse, which makes people misdiagnose."

Yan Tingcheng nodded: "Is there such a case, and how is it specific?"

Ming Lao put away his laughter, pondered for a moment, and said: "If this is the case, the old man has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has indeed encountered one or two such cases."

"Please also ask the master to elaborate."

Yan Qingcheng looked very attentive.

"At the beginning, the old man passed by the Nanshan area, there was a peasant woman who was married and had a year, and she was not pregnant before, I don't know if the in-law's family was too anxious or how, the peasant woman suddenly fainted, and the old man happened to pass by there, which was a real happy pulse."

Ming Lao recalled that year, and the look on his face was a little more serious.

"It's just that the old man thinks that the happy pulse is really wrong, and the sword went off the beaten path to persuade the family, as long as the old man goes to pierce an acupuncture point for the peasant woman, you can know whether this happy pulse is true or false, if it is true, according to the old man's means, it will also ensure the safety of their mother and son, if this happy pulse is fake, it can be regarded as a matter of the old man's heart."

"It seems that the happy pulse is really fake."

Yan Qingcheng smiled, Ming Lao glared at her, and then continued.

Later, the old man looked for a long time in ancient books, and then he knew that there was a symptom of endocrine disorders in the woman's body, and menstrual affairs would not come for a few months, but as long as it was according to what the old man did at the time, this symptom could be relieved at once, and it would cause a sign of miscarriage, and at the same time, when the patient thought that he was pregnant, he would always subconsciously substitute those feelings, what harm and insomnia, and then make the symptoms more like being pregnant. ”

Yan Chengcheng had never heard of such a disease before, and now he also found it very interesting: "You teach me the acupuncture points, I really don't know much about gynecology, I'm afraid I will be forced into the palace tomorrow, and I don't know what means the queen will use against me, it's always good to be more cautious."