Chapter 62: You Actually Know Healing?

Song Lingyue turned her head and asked strangely: "Why should I tell others?" ā€

Lin Jinlan lowered her eyes, bowed her head slightly, her slender neck was porcelain white and weak, as if it would break off if it was slightly broken, so beautiful, it was a swan neck that Song Lingyue envied.

Looking carefully, Lin Jinlan at this time no longer deliberately disguised the man's movements, and naturally had a little more delicate beauty between her behaviors.

Song Lingyue originally thought that Lin Jinlan looked a little feminine, but now that she knows that she is a daughter, she understands where her femininity comes from.

"Women can't study, otherwise they are not virtuous." After a while, Lin Jinlan spit out such a sentence from her thin lips.

Song Lingyue smiled, "Who just refuted that black face with righteous words, the princess is good at leading troops to fight and establishing the Qionghua Army?" Since a woman can fight, she can also study. ā€

"However, Qiong Huajun said that it was from the wild history, and there is no official history." Lin Jinlan hung her head, as if she didn't dare to look at Song Lingyue's eyes, "The so-called seeing it in "Shiwen" was that I was angry at the time and deceived Brother Yu. ā€

"The official history and the wild history are all history! Since it can be written, it must be traceable. Song Lingyue shrugged her shoulders disappreciatively, "History is narrated by later generations, so who can tell the moisture in this history book." Besides, women are readable, reasonable, and have the ability to think independently, which is called having both ability and political integrity. ā€

Lin Jinlan's eyes lit up.

"Don't worry, I won't tell you about being a man, I'll help you keep it a secret." Song Lingyue squeezed her eyes at Lin Jinlan, opened the wooden box in the carriage, and pulled out a set of clothes left by Qi Mo before.

"Your clothes are soaked, it's better to change them down, otherwise you should catch the cold." Song Lingyue handed Lin Jinlan the men's clothes and motioned for her to change them.

"Thank you." Lin Jinlan hugged her clothes and bit her lip to thank Song Lingyue.

Lin Jinlan wanted to change her clothes, so Song Lingyue withdrew from the carriage, and the soaked clothes wrapped around her petite body, bringing a chill and making Song Lingyue very uncomfortable.

"Ahh Song Lingyue rubbed her nose and sneezed loudly.

"I—I've changed." Lin Jinlan lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, her hair was still wet but it could only be tied firmly above her head like this, if it was scattered, it would definitely look too feminine.

Qi Mo's clothes came to Lin Jinlan's body was a little big, and Lin Jinlan could only tie it with a belt and barely wear it.

"Isn't that Brother Qi Mo's clothes?" Song Yanzhi was sharp-eyed, and he recognized the clothes on Lin Jinlan's body at a glance.

"Yes! At that time, I sorted out the things for the outing, and moved the box out, but I didn't expect that there were still Qi Mo's old clothes stuffed inside, and it happened that Lin Gongzi was soaking wet, so he lent it to her. Song Lingyue tilted her head sideways and explained to Song Yanzhi.

"I see there's only one set of clothes in that box, I'm wearing it, what are you going to do?" Lin Jinlan noticed that Song Lingyue's clothes were still dripping and frowned.

"Sister Lingyue!" Xiangling hurriedly ran from a distance, still holding a burden in her hand, her little face flushed from running, "Sister, I went to a nearby farmhouse to ask the peasant woman to buy a set of clothes, you can quickly change it, don't catch a cold." ā€

"Xiangling is really sensible." Song Lingyue touched the top of Xiangling's head, she said that she couldn't see Xiangling as soon as she got out of the car, and thought that Xiangling hadn't followed.

"Look at how sensible and considerate Xiangling is." Song Lingyue glanced at her younger brother angrily.

Song Yanyi's face was aggrieved: "Sister! When I found out that you were overboard, I was the first to find the people who came to save you from the nearby villagers, but am I okay, why am I useless now? ā€

Song Yanzhi puffed out his fleshy little face and waved his fist at Song Lingyue dissatisfied.

"I see, that's a great thing to say!" Song Lingyue pinched Song Yanzhi's little face.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and tell your sister to change her clothes, it's uncomfortable to get soaked." Lin Jinlan spoke out and broke the dispute between the sister and brother.

Song Lingyue took the clothes in Xiangling's hand and went into the carriage to change, most of the peasant women's clothes were made of coarse cloth, and they were a little prickly on their bodies.

But this is an extraordinary period, and Song Lingyue can't be picky.

Song Lingyue drove the carriage to the suburban post station and hired a coachman to send them back to the Baoningtang Medical Center in Shuangcha Lane.

When she arrived at the Baoningtang Medical Center, Lin Jinlan realized that the director of the medical center was none other than Song Lingyue.

As soon as she returned to the medical hall, Song Lingyue came to the front of the medicine cabinet and prepared a decoction to ward off the cold and warm her body, grabbed the medicine and handed it to Xiangling on the side, and carefully instructed how to make the medicine.

Lin Jinlan saw that Song Lingyue knew medicine and grasped medicine so easily, and knew that she should know pharmacology.

"You know how to heal?" Lin Jinlan became even more curious about the girl in front of her.

"People say that women can't practice medicine, but I prefer to practice medicine." Seeing the consternation in Lin Jinlan's eyes, Song Lingyue curled her lips and smiled, "It looks very similar to you." ā€

Lin Jinlan suddenly realized: "No wonder, no wonder." ā€

"So, now you believe I'll help you keep it a secret, right?" Song Lingyue squeezed her eyes at Lin Jinlan.

"You are my savior, how can I not believe you? Miss Song. Lin Jinlan bowed down to Song Lingyue, but it was the etiquette of her daughter's family.

"You don't need so many courtesies, you just need to call me Ling Yue." Song Lingyue smiled at Lin Jinlan.

"Then don't call me a son, you all know my ......" Lin Jinlan lowered her head a little embarrassed, raised her head again, and her ink eyes were shining, "Just call me Jinlan." Depending on the age, I should be older than you. ā€

"Sister Jinlan." Song Lingyue was as good as a stream, and called obediently. Lin Jinlan stepped forward and grabbed Song Lingyue's hand, with excitement on her face, "Good sister." Although I am in danger today, it is also a great blessing to meet my sister. ā€

Song Lingyue pursed the corners of her lips and just smiled. Thinking about it, Lin Jinlan should feel very lonely, right?

The woman in this realm can't study, and she wants to study, so she turns into a private school in the men's clothing area.

She must have remembered that none of the other women wanted to study, only she thought, she was like an outlier.

Unexpectedly, such an 'alien' as her would meet the same 'alien' Song Lingyue, a woman who prefers to practice medicine.

No wonder they hit her first.

Song Lingyue has not had any friends of the same age since she came to ancient times, Song Yanzhi is a younger brother and a little child, and Xiangling is so young that Song Lingyue only regards her as a sister.

It's rare that she will meet Lin Jinlan this time, and she is still such a 'rebellious' Lin Jinlan, even Song Lingyue feels novel.

Song Lingyue is from the modern era, she doesn't want to care about the rules and regulations of the ancients, she just wants to stick to her heart and survive here. But Lin Jinlan, as an ancient lady, also has a rebellious spirit, which makes Song Lingyue feel even more commendable.

If she can make friends with Lin Jinlan, she won't be too depressed in the future.

Lin Jinlan also had the same idea in her heart.

The two looked at each other's eyes, and couldn't help but have a few moments of sympathy and sympathy.

Song Lingyue let Lin Jinlan drink the medicine she specially prepared to prevent typhoid fever, and she also drank a big bowl herself.

A bowl of soup and medicine went down to her stomach, and a layer of fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Song Lingyue's forehead, and all the cold in her body was driven out, and Song Lingyue sighed with satisfaction.

Looking at Lin Jinlan on the side, she sipped the medicinal soup in her hand elegantly, and her wide sleeved robe half covered Lin Jinlan's small chin, revealing only a pair of calm and deep eyes.

After drinking the decoction, Lin Jinlan was about to leave, but Song Lingyue said something to stop her:

"Sister Jinlan, you sit down for a while, and your clothes will dry in a while. Otherwise, if you come home wearing a foreign man's clothes like this, your parents will definitely be worried. ā€

Lin Jinlan knocked on her head in annoyance and stuck out her tongue: "I almost forgot that I was still wearing someone else's clothes." If my father sees it, I'm afraid he's going to be scared to death. ā€

Speaking of her father, Lin Jinlan shrunk her neck with a look of fear: "If my father finds out that I have taken my brother's name to study in the academy, I will have to ask for family law!" ā€

"So you replaced your brother!" Song Lingyue suddenly realized that Lin Jinlan was really bold.

"yes!" Lin Jinlan had already trusted Song Lingyue, and smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, my brother and I are twins, and the two of us look very similar." When we were younger, we used to swap identities with each other. ā€

"Oh?" Song Lingyue looked at her with interest.

Lin Jinlan recalled the interesting story when she was a child, and couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing:

"My family has a strict education, as a daughter's family, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting must be proficient in everything, not to mention the female red, embroidery, housekeeper, these courses overwhelm me. At this point, I asked my brother to pretend to be me to go to the girls' class, while I changed into his shirt and took the little girl to the school. After a long time, my brother is a good hand at embroidery. ā€

"These courses sound a lot of fun." Song Lingyue refers to qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, which only cost a lot of money to learn in modern times, and may not be able to find a good teacher.

Lin Jinlan shook her head: "If I just learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I would naturally be willing, but the female red embroidery is simply killing me!" ā€

Lin Jinlan made a very exaggerated expression, her facial features were already delicate, even if she made an exaggerated expression, it would not make people feel disgusted, but real and cute.

Song Lingyue couldn't help but laugh, and covered the corners of her lips with her hand: "When I first saw you, I thought you were a steady and young son, but now I find that you also have such a jumping side in your temperament, which is really interesting." ā€

"Are you kidding me?" Lin Jinlan raised her eyes and pretended to be angry, but there was no anger at the bottom of her eyes, but a shallow smile flowed, shining brightly.