After the medicine was collected, Xu Qingyan planned to return to the city, because it was inconvenient for them to return to the capital in Luo Qiancheng, Xu Qingyan agreed with them that a month later, Jiang Xincheng would meet at the Jiang Inn, and then return to her hometown in Xi County with her.

The three of them nodded in response, waved goodbye to Xu Qingyan, and drove the carriage towards Jiangxin City.

Xu Qingyan took the two girls back to the city, and when she went back, the city gate was still under martial law, but martial law was still out of the city, and there were no requirements for entering the city.

The patrol soldiers just stepped forward to ask a few words as usual, glanced at them twice, and let them pass.

Xu Qingyan returned to the house, and just after taking a breath, she saw the two grandmothers coming together.

"The old slave has seen the county master." The two of them were blessed.

"Excuse me, what's wrong with the two grandmothers?"

"Back to the county lord, not long after you left the mansion, Dingyuan Houfu sent someone to send this." Mama You took out a post from her arms and handed it over,

Xu Qingyan opened it to take a look, but it was Lu Hui's post, only saying that thanks to her rescue several times, she will be confined tomorrow, and she will definitely take the child over to thank her.

The corners of Xu Qingyan's mouth hooked slightly, saying that she may not have seen her for a long time, and she doesn't know how the red and wrinkled child who was holding her breath at the beginning is doing now?

With emotion, I heard Mama Fan speak: "County Lord, an hour ago, Wen Xiangfu also sent someone to come, saying that Wen Xiang was seriously ill, please come to the house, we don't know when you will come back, and we haven't promised, now you see..."

Wenxiangfu!

Xu Qingyan's eyes lit up, this is a big business, the Wen family has a big business, and this consultation fee will definitely not be less.

But no matter how good the consultation fee is, she can't go hungry: "Okay, I know about this, wait for me to have lunch, and then go to the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

"Yes, the county lord is hungry, and the old slave will go to pass you food." Mama Fan said respectfully.

"Well, there's Mama Lao." Xu Qingyan bowed slightly.

"Lingxian, you go and see if Qian Qing is in the mansion, if he is, call him here, I have something to ask him."

"Yes, miss."

The spirit fairy left in response, and came back after a while, "Miss, Qian Qing is not in the mansion, what are you looking for him, do you want to send someone to find him?" ”

"Forget it, it's not a big deal, let's talk about it in the evening."

After having lunch in the mansion and resting for a while, Xu Qingyan took the two girls to Wenxiang's mansion.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, the atmosphere was gloomy and dark clouds shrouded at this time, and Wen Xuyao's room, from the fifty-year-old woman to the three-year-old child, was crowded with the entire room.

Wen Xuyao was seriously injured, when a sword wound in his chest pierced his back, if it weren't for the fact that his heart was different from ordinary people, and he deviated to the right side, the sword yesterday would have killed him on the spot.

Although it is not fatal now, it is almost the same, and the big injuries and blood are not stopping, and the famous doctors and doctors all over the capital are to no avail.

When Emperor Zhou Qing heard about this, he immediately sent the imperial doctor over, but the imperial doctor had no effective way to deal with such serious injuries, so he could only use silver needles and wound medicine to slow down the blood flow, and then use cloth strips to tie the wound tightly to block the blood flow.

But in this way, the bleeding still did not stop, and the bandaged strip of cloth slowly stained red with blood every other hour.

Due to excessive blood loss, Wen Xiang has been in a coma since yesterday, his face is almost dead, if it weren't for the weak breathing and pulse, Yan Ran is no different from a dead person.

Wen Yuanzhong has been loyal all his life, and he never thought that his grandfather, who was like a mountain axe in his heart, would become like this overnight.

Although he can't do anything, he can talk because of his sweet mouth, but he is the favorite of his grandchildren.

It can be said that he can eat, drink and have fun all day long, thanks to the backer of Wenxiang, but now this person who is his backer has been diagnosed by the imperial doctor that he may return to the west at any time.

Wen Yuanzhong couldn't accept this fact, and his mind was full of thoughts, but he suddenly remembered what he saw and heard on the street that day.

Many people gathered around the woman and waited for her to be cured, praising her as a miracle doctor, and the look of convincing and reverence flashed through their minds.

Wen Yuanzhong squeezed through the crowd and ran out, the thought in his heart became more and more firm.

The next person said that she was not in the house, so he would go and wait, and in any case, he would also invite her to make a final effort for his grandfather.

In front of the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xu Qingyan had just walked up the steps with Yahuan, and was about to call someone to report, when she saw a man rushing out of the door, and hurriedly dodged to avoid it.

After Wen Yuanzhong rushed out a few steps, he realized his reaction later, and quickly paused and looked back.

Seeing the figure that flashed just now, it was really the person he was looking for, and he turned around and rushed back again, and said with an excited face: "Why is the county lord here?" “

"Well, isn't it the county lord you sent someone to invite?" Xu Qingyan frowned slightly.

"Oh, yes, yes, I'm confused, county lord, please come inside." Wen Yuanzhong patted his forehead, and his attitude was quite enthusiastic.

On the way to Wenxiang's courtyard, Wen Yuanzhong simply explained Wenxiang's condition, along with the imperial doctor's diagnosis.

After speaking, he looked at Xu Qingyan with apprehension, for fear that she would show a dignified expression of embarrassment on her face.

Fortunately, the imaginary thing did not happen, and Xu Qingyan's expression on her face did not change in the slightest from beginning to end.

Seeing this, Wen Yuan Zhong made up his mind, only to feel that his hope was greater.

While talking, Wen Xiang's courtyard arrived, and as soon as Xu Qingyan stepped into the courtyard gate, she saw that the main house opposite was full of people.

I couldn't help but be stunned, could it be that Wen Xiang had already died.

Receiving Xu Qingyan's gaze, Wen Yuanzhong coughed twice in embarrassment, took a few steps forward, and shouted towards the door: "Grandmother, the county lord is here."

Everyone in the room suddenly turned around, and when they saw that it was really Xu Qingyan coming, they hurriedly got out of the way.

Mrs. Wen, whose temples had been dyed gray, rushed forward in a few steps, and excitedly took Xu Qingyan's hand and said, "Please also ask the county lord to save the minister." “

"Madame, don't worry, I will do my best, but with so many of you gathered here, it is inconvenient for me to diagnose and treat."

"Don't worry, the county lord, I'll tell them to go down, you all go down."

"Yes, Mother (grandmother). ”

The room was scattered, and Xu Qingyan suddenly felt that the air was much fresher.

Seeing that Mrs. Wen was still in the house, Xu Qingyan said again: "Please also ask Mrs. to avoid it for the time being, when the county is in charge of the disease, I don't like anyone to be watching." ”

"Oh, okay, okay, the old body will go out, but Xiangye will ask the county lord." Mrs. Wen spoke earnestly.

"Madame, don't worry, Xiangye's injury to the county lord can be cured, you are always waiting for news outside."

"Hey, good, good. Mrs. Wen withdrew, and there were only three Xu Qingyan masters and servants left in the room.

There were no outsiders, so Xu Qingyan naturally didn't need to pretend to diagnose the pulse, and directly took out a bottle of aura talisman, a bottle of hemostatic talisman and a bottle of blood replenishment talisman from her bag.

With the help of Lingxian and Zelan, he fed all three bottles of medicine to Wen Xiang.

Then with a flip of his right hand, a trace of spiritual power poured out from the palm of his hand, penetrating through the wound and repairing the broken tendons and veins there. 2k reading web