"Lingyue, I saw it!"

"What do you see? Aunt Li, don't worry, speak slowly. Song Lingyue poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Aunt Li.

"Last night, I woke up with an upset stomach and found that there was a noise on Xiangling's side, and when I looked closely, it was a masked man dressed in black who was picking the lock!" When Aunt Li said about the black-clothed masked man, her voice suddenly raised, "Look at the height, it should be a man!" All I remember is one of his eyes, as if they were shining with cold light! ”

"And then?" Song Lingyue hurriedly asked.

"Then I remembered that the man didn't know what spell he cast, and he jumped on the roof of the house at once, and a few dodges disappeared!" Aunt Li's face was pale and scary, clutching Song Lingyue's hand, and her nails were almost pinching out traces on Song Lingyue's hand.

"I saw that Xiangling's door was not closed tightly, and I thought it was ......" The rest of Aunt Li did not explain, but Song Lingyue still understood, and just nodded to Aunt Li.

"As soon as I came in, I smelled a nice smell." Aunt Li tried to recall, "The smell was very fragrant and comfortable, not like an ordinary floral fragrance, like the smell of a lot of spices." It didn't take long for me to smell it, and I felt very heavy, and then I didn't know anything. ”

"I see." Song Lingyue suddenly realized.

"Xiangling, Xiangling is okay?" Aunt Li grabbed Song Lingyue's wrist, so tight and so hard.

Xiangling moved her body, with a smile on her face: "Mother, I'm fine, you see, I'm not doing well?" ”

But Aunt Li didn't respond, just looked at Song Lingyue, her lower lip kept moving.

Song Lingyue patted the back of Aunt Li's hand: "It's okay, Xiangling is fine, there's nothing wrong at all." ”

Aunt Li's hanging heart suddenly let go when she heard this, and pulled Xiangling over, her arms still trembling.

"It seems that this person came in to steal something, but he didn't expect to be discovered by Aunt Li and escaped." Song Lingyue dragged her chin and thought. "No, you have to report to the official immediately, let the government investigate, you must catch that thief!"

"As long as people are okay." Aunt Li stroked Xiangling's little face, and the worry on her face faded a little. "Official, don't report it."

"How can this work!" Song Lingyue refused to let go of the thief so easily.

"He, he entered Xiangling's bedroom and reported to the official, what can Xiangling do......" Aunt Li's eyes were flickering with tears.

"But he didn't do anything but steal!"

"That's not going to work either!" Aunt Li righteously refused, "I said that if I can't report to the official, I can't report to the official, anyway, there is nothing to steal at home." As long as Xiangling is fine. ”

Xiangling also looked at Aunt Li, whose face was full of worry, and didn't understand what her mother was afraid of.

However, Xiangling still heard about the thieves in the house, and hurriedly reached under the pillow to touch the golden hairpin that Song Lingyue gave her, but she didn't expect it to be empty.

Xiangling's face suddenly changed, and she threw the pillow aside and began to look for the golden hairpin everywhere.

"Xiangling, what's wrong?" Song Lingyue discovered Xiangling's abnormality and hurriedly asked.

"Gone! It's gone! Xiangling's face was pale, and her fingers trembled, "It's really gone." ”

"What's missing? Don't worry, no matter what is missing, my mother will buy it for you! Aunt Li comforted Xiangling.

Xiangling cried out, rolled off the bed, knelt in front of Song Lingyue, and howled:

"The golden hairpin is gone! The apprenticeship gift that Master gave to Xiangling is gone! ”

"What?!" Aunt Li also gasped when she heard this, "Gone?" ”

"I received it and hid it under my pillow, and now I can't find it." Xiangling cried like a tearful person, "Mother, I lost the apprenticeship ceremony, what should I do." ”

"Xiangling." Song Lingyue reached out to help Xiangling up, and took out a handkerchief to help Xiangling wipe away the tears on her face, "If you lose it, you will lose it, is the friendship between you and me just a golden hairpin that can be represented?" ”

"But......" Xiangling's eyes are still red.

"No, but. I've already recognized you as an apprentice, can I still regret it? Song Lingyue hung Xiangling's nose.

Under Song Lingyue's soft comfort, Xiangling gradually stopped crying, but her eyes were still red.

"Since Xiangling and Aunt Li are fine, I'm relieved." Song Lingyue touched Xiangling's hair, "Don't take this matter to heart, don't blame Xiangling for this matter." ”

"Hmm." Xiangling clutched her handkerchief and nodded.

"It's not early, I still have to prepare for the opening of the store, I'll make a prescription for Yanzhi to send over in a while, your mother and daughter will have a good rest at home today." Song Lingyue looked up at the sky outside the window and said to Aunt Li and the others.

"I'm going to help too."

Xiangling struggled to get up, but was held down by Song Lingyue, "No need." You've all been drugged, and although your body says it's fine, it's safer to take a day off. ”

"However, yesterday I said that Xiangling was going to the infirmary as an apprentice today." Xiangling is unrelenting.

"Then don't you listen to Master?" Song Lingyue deliberately pretended to be serious, and lowered her voice and whispered: "You see that your mother is still a little uneasy, you followed me to the hospital, can you rest assured that your mother is like this?" ”

Xiangling glanced at Aunt Li on the side, and saw that Aunt Li's face was still very pale, and she didn't seem to have eased up.

"Just take a day off, tomorrow you will come to the hospital to help, and today you will stay at home and have a good rest with your mother." Song Lingyue pressed Xiangling on the bed and forbade her to move.

"Okay." Xiangling couldn't rest assured that Aunt Li could only agree.

After placing Aunt Li and Xiangling, Song Lingyue took Song Yanzhi out of the house.

Along the way, Song Yanzhi didn't say a word, as if he was thinking about something.

"What are you thinking?" Song Lingyue put her hands in her sleeves, lowered her head and asked Song Yanzhi beside her.

"It's just weird." Song Yanzhi raised his childish little face and looked at Song Lingyue, "Wasn't Xiangling's family robbed?" Why did Aunt Li look nervous and not report to the official? As long as the people from the government come, they will definitely find out who the thief is, right? ”

"yes. Maybe after reporting to the official, the official will have some way. "Song Lingyue doesn't know what the ancient interrogation methods are, but it looks like a snitch, and I'm afraid that it will be difficult to catch.

"Then why didn't Aunt Li let the report to the official? I just asked my sister to help check Xiangling, what are you checking? Song Yanzhi was even more puzzled.

A trace of embarrassment also appeared on Song Lingyue's face, "Aunt Li was afraid that the thief would hurt Xiangling, so she asked my sister to check it." But fortunately, the thief only stole the golden hairpin, and nothing else was touched. ”

Wait, no. Song Lingyue frowned, although the golden hairpin looked very valuable, it was only gilded, and even if it was sold, it would only cost two or three dollars of silver.

There were also some silver hairpins scattered in Xiangling's room, but the thief didn't steal them.

Not only that, but since Xiangling has already been stunned with incense, why not stun Aunt Li as well?

Aunt Li's red box selling sugar cakes should be stored in her own bedroom, and the thief can find Xiangling's room quietly, thinking that she should know something about Aunt Li and them.

Why didn't you just steal Aunt Li's red box, but go to Xiangling's room? Moreover, he only took the gold hairpin, and did not take any other jewelry, as if he only wanted to take the gold hairpin.

It's so weird! It's really weird!

The more Song Lingyue thought about it, the more strange she felt, and the doubts in her heart became deeper and deeper, but she didn't have a clue for a while, so she put things aside.

Song Lingyue opened the door of the medical hall, wrote the pharmacy with a pen, grabbed the medicine, built the tandoor and began to help Aunt Li and Xiangling boil medicine.

"After my sister boiled the medicine for a while, you sent it to Xiangling, did they know?" Song Lingyue explained to Song Yanzhi on the side, and Song Yanzhi nodded obediently.

"Then you will accompany Xiangling at Xiangling's house today, and it will be good to hand it over to my sister at the medical center." Song Lingyue poured the boiled medicine into a bowl and put it in a tray, "Be careful, don't knock it over." ”

Song Lingyue handed the tray to Song Yanzhi and instructed him: "Be careful, the decoction is very hot." ”

"Got it, sister, you're so long-winded." Song Yanzhi stuck out his tongue at Song Lingyue with the tray, and then walked towards the backyard with the tray.

"Can you do it? Will it be too heavy? Song Lingyue was still a little worried, but at this time, there were already patients in the hall, and Song Lingyue could only hurry up to meet her.

"Hello, how can I help you?" Song Lingyue motioned for Song Yanzhi to go first, and she was about to greet the patient.

Song Yan held the tray with one hand, lifted the curtain with the other, but half of his body turned over, and looked curiously and inquiringly at the three men who rushed into the medical hall.

It's really rare that there are so many male patients in my sister's clinic, and it seems that my sister's clinic is really becoming more and more famous.

Song Yanzhi thought so, the corners of his lips raised a touch of arc, and his steps became more brisk with the tray.

"Hello, are you here to see a doctor?" Song Lingyue looked up at the three men who rushed into the medical hall, the three men all looked powerful, and their faces were ruddy and not like they were sick, Song Lingyue couldn't help but be a little suspicious.

"You prescribed this prescription?" One of the men, dressed in a gray robe, pulled a prescription from his bosom.

Song Lingyue took the prescription and glanced at it, and quickly recognized that this was the cold prescription she had prescribed to the first male patient who came to her to see a doctor.

Song Lingyue also thought about carving a seal when she had money in the future, as her own exclusive seal.

"That's right, I prescribed this medicine." Song Lingyue nodded and admitted, "Is there anything wrong with this recipe?" Or is there something wrong with that patient? But it's been almost a month, and if he had something, he should have been found a long time ago, right? ”