The long silence of the street can only hear the crisp echo of footsteps, and it is really a little hairy to the ears.

However, as long as she tilted her head slightly, she could see Qi Mo and Liu Liang on her side, which made Song Lingyue feel a lot more relieved.

"Are you tired?" Seeing that Song Lingyue had been looking left and right, Qi Mo asked out loud.

"No, it's just that the street is so quiet. There were so many people gathered two hours ago, as if the whole city was celebrating here. It was so quiet all of a sudden, and it made me feel a little uneasy, as if I was the only one left on the street. ”

After Song Lingyue finished speaking, she was amused by her stupid thoughts.

"What do you mean you're the only one left? Liu Liang and I are not human beings in your eyes, right? Qi Mo glanced at Song Lingyue angrily. Besides, you are still holding Song Yanzhi in your arms. ”

Probably only Qi Mo would deliberately say these words at such a time...... Well, is it a consolation?

Song Lingyue lowered her head, curled the corners of her lips and smiled.

Liu Liang followed behind the two, and somehow, he suddenly felt as if there was an invisible barrier that completely isolated him from the two.

He saw Song Lingyue's gentle smile when he lowered his head, and naturally he didn't miss the confident light flashing in Qi Mo's eyes.

When did it start, since there was such a wordless tacit understanding between the two of them?

The hand hidden in the sleeve cage was tight and loose, and the expression of the slightly dark face could not be seen at this time.

This night, it was as if something intangible was quietly changing, but at that time they had not yet realized how powerful this invisible force was.

Back in Shuangcha Lane, Song Lingyue was almost about to fall asleep with her pillow on her head, but before she went to sleep, she was full of thoughts:

Why? Why was Qi Mo so curious about her, but he never asked that question according to their gambling agreement?

Did he give up? Still is......

Song Lingyue's eyelids became heavier and heavier, she yawned a lot, pulled the pillow over and put it under her head, and fell asleep so deeply.

Qi Mo in the wing room over there also couldn't fall asleep, he was playing with a golden hairpin in his hand, the golden hairpin flexibly rotated on Qi Mo's fingertips, and the tassel swept the back of his hand from time to time, bringing a tingling itch.

Perhaps because of this, the corners of his lips are always raised.

Qi Mo put the golden hairpin and the sachet that Song Lingyue gave him today, and the smile on his face was stronger than ever.

In the blink of an eye, almost two months have passed since the Flower Dynasty Festival, and Jizhou Mansion has officially entered early summer.

The hot summer is a period of high incidence of many diseases, and almost every day Song Lingyue receives many patients who come to the hospital for heat stroke or because of mosquito bites in summer.

Seeing that there were more and more patients suffering from heat stroke, Song Lingyue developed many bottles of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, which were placed on the low cabinet at the entrance of the medical hall, and the words "free self-pickup, one bottle per person, and drinking more useless" were also written.

Not only that, Song Lingyue also drew up a few tips for preventing heatstroke and cooling down, and asked Qi Mo and Liu Liang to sort them out, list them into a booklet, and distribute them to nearby villagers.

As for the problem of snakes, insects, rats and ants, Song Lingyue also taught how to prevent it.

Song Lingyue's various good deeds were learned by Lin Zhizhou, and they were vigorously promoted.

Who in Jizhou Mansion today doesn't know that Song Lingyue is a good doctor who is enthusiastic and kind-hearted and cares about the people of the city.

Some people rejoice, and some people mourn.

"Shopkeeper, this month, the income of our three pharmacies in the east, west, and south of the city has dropped by 30% compared with three months ago." Zhao Ming took out the account book and checked the accounts with Zhang Langzhong.

This Zhao Ming is the same Zhao Ming who participated in the physician qualification assessment with Song Lingyue before, and he also successfully passed the physician qualification assessment, but he did not open his own medical clinic but came to Zhang Langzhong's generalist pharmacy to be a branch doctor.

Zhao Ming is smart and flexible, and after working for a few months, Zhang Langzhong took a fancy to him, so he directly promoted him, and now he has to come to Zhang's mansion every month to report to Zhang Langzhong about the turnover of each month.

At the beginning, looking at the red turnover of the whole line, Zhao Ming was also complacent. It's just that this happy mood lasted for less than a few months, and several stores lost money to varying degrees.

The monthly report is already a kind of torture for Zhao Ming at this time.

Zhao Ming cautiously glanced at Zhang Langzhong's face, cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, he swallowed his saliva, and whispered:

"The villain thinks that if this continues, the maintenance cost of the three pharmacies is too high, so it is better to close one, so that the income should be equal."

"Impossible!" Zhang Langzhong swept away the teacup on the table, and the high-quality porcelain fell to the ground and shattered instantly, and the top-notch hair tip inside was ruined.

"But now that Baoning Hall is in the limelight, everyone praises Song Lingyue's wonderful hands and benevolence in the world." Zhao Ming didn't say a word, and Zhang Langzhong's face darkened a little.

"Song Lingyue! Song Lingyue! It's that damn Song Lingyue again! Sooner or later, one day, I will drive that Song Lingyue out of Jizhou Mansion! Zhang Langzhong gritted his teeth and said.

"So what are we going to do now?" Zhao Ming asked nervously, "Now Song Lingyue has a certain reputation in the hearts of the people of Jizhou Mansion. ”

Zhang Langzhong's eyes were gloomy and almost condensed, the gloom and ruthlessness in his eyes were obvious, he barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and his voice was like pouring ice:

"It's not time to deal with her, I have more important things on my hands. Just let that girl stumble again, at most half a year, I will let that girl get out of Jizhou Mansion and never be able to practice medicine. ”

Zhao Ming shrank uncontrollably, for some reason, he always felt that his following Zhang Langzhong was the most wrong decision he had made in his life.

It's just that he seems to have no way out.

***

Shuangcha Lane, Song House.

Song Lingyue stretched comfortably on the recliner, today coincided with the fifteenth is her public holiday, otherwise she would not be able to lie on the recliner so comfortably.

This recliner is a drawing drawn by Song Lingyue, which was made by Qi Mo and Liu Liang together, except for the cost of the north of the wood, it is much cheaper than buying it directly.

There were still some flaws in the first recliner, but after making two more, Qi Mo and Liu Liang became much more handy.

However, the courtyard in the backyard is not very large, and there is not much space for reclining chairs on both sides after planting medicinal herbs and various vegetables, so the reclining chairs are stuffed on the stone path next to the verandah in the backyard, where a shadow is just cast, and you can enjoy the scenery of the backyard in the shade.

At this time, Song Lingyue was like a lazy cat, nesting on the recliner, holding a cat pillow that she had drawn by herself a few days ago and asked Aunt Li to help her.

Song Lingyue's favorite thing to do on her rest day in the past few months is to cat on the recliner, hugging the pillow and watching the sky fall.

"Ahh It's like eating ice cream! Song Lingyue couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Jizhou is located in the south, and after the summer, the air humidity increases, and even the wind becomes sticky, as if the heat is all attached to the body, which makes people very uncomfortable.

"If you can have a bowl of ice cream in such weather, it is simply the best taste in the world!" The more Song Lingyue wailed, the more she missed the cold and silky ice cream.

"Sister, what is ice cream?" Song Yanzhi, who was also taking a nap in another recliner, opened his eyes, rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked Song Lingyue.

Song Lingyue thought for a while and replied: "It is a dessert made of milk and ice, the taste is cold, the milk is rich, and it is a good product to beat the heat." ”

Song Yanzhi tilted his head and asked, "Then why are you never so delicious and delicious dessert sister?" Also, I've never heard of a dessert called ice cream. ”

Song Lingyue thought to herself, of course you won't know, if you do, then you will have it.

There was a smile on his face, and he prevaricated vaguely: "My sister ate somewhere else before." My sister wants to do it for you, too, but isn't there no ice now? ”

"What are you sisters and brothers talking about, so lively?" Liu Liang came back from practicing swords, with sweat on his forehead, and was about to go back to the room to take a bath, when he passed by the verandah, he saw the Song family sisters and brothers lying on the recliner one by one, not to mention how much like a sleepy cat in the spring.

"My sister was telling me that she used to eat a dessert called ice cream, and that the ice cream was cold, cold and silky, so my sister and I are now fantasizing about eating ice cream on the verandah." Song Yanzhi leaned on the back of the chair, revealing a pair of eccentric eyes.

"Ice cream? What a weird word, never heard of. Liu Liang's brow furrowed.

Song Lingyue hurriedly haha: "Actually, it's ice products." It's a bit like an ice bowl, but the texture is not hard, but soft and silky, and the milky flavor is very strong. Not only milky, but also fruity, you can also add some red beans and sweet shortbread to it, which is delicious. ”

The more Song Lingyue spoke, the more she felt saliva flooding her mouth, and even Song Yanzhi on the side couldn't help licking her dry lips.

Liu Liang originally came back from sword practice, and when he heard Song Lingyue describe the ice cream as delicious, he only felt a burst of heat in his mouth, and he really hoped that he could eat the cold ice product she said in her mouth.

"Why are you all here?" Qi Mo was afraid of heat, and began to complain about hardship as soon as it was summer, and he kept his fan in his hand all day long, and today the hospital was resting, Qi Mo hid directly in the wing room and didn't plan to come out, but he couldn't help but come out when he heard a few people chatting outside the window.

"Brother Qi Mo, my sister and I both want to eat ice products." Song Yanzhi winked at Qi Mo, he knew that his brother Qi Mo must have a way, especially when he added the word 'sister'.

"Want to eat ice cream?" Qi Mo was a little difficult. In addition to the medical bureau, there is only the Jibei Wangfu in this area, and the Lin Mansion seems to have a Xiaoice cellar, but I don't know if there is ice stored there.

Ice cubes were a rare thing in ancient times, and it was inconvenient to preserve, so being able to have an ice cellar and eat ice in summer was the most eye-catching way to show off your wealth in summer.

"No, just mentioned it to Yanzhi, and he remembered it. Aunt Li bought a watermelon in the morning, and I put it in the well, it should be frozen at this time, so why don't you cut it and eat it? Song Lingyue hurriedly opened the topic to divert attention.

"Okay, eat watermelon! Eat iced watermelon! Song Yanzhi cheered and almost didn't fall off the recliner.