It was late autumn and September, and the water after the rain was gone, the cold pool water was clear, and the sky was condensed with faint clouds and smoke.

Walking on the lively streets of Changning, Li Youning has a feeling of being separated from the world.

After entering the palace, there are few opportunities to leave the palace. Trapped in the boxy red walls and green tiles, you can only see the sky in all directions. Perhaps only the parrot in the Cining Palace, covered in snow-white feathers and a little red on her head, knew how much she longed for life outside the palace.

Walk along the South Street all the way, there is a Huaqu Street, there are teahouses and various shops on the East Street, go to the west and the houses are lined up, it is the tile where the Qinglou woman lives, and the people of Fengcheng call it "Flower Street".

The door is tied with a colorful building to attract customers.

At night, some of them stood in front of the porch waiting for the guests to call, and some stood on the second floor leaning on the railing, half-covering their faces with scarves, wanting to refuse and welcome.

Yanguan Song Building, there are tens of thousands.

It's just that it's not dark yet, the doors and windows are closed, and it's very deserted.

Dr. Chen's medical clinic is at a gate on East Street, and a flag is hung at the door, which reads "Medical Center". The two of them saw the medical hall at a glance, just because there was a long queue at the door.

Rusi came for the first time and exclaimed: "Miss, you see, there are two medical halls here, one is deserted, and the other is lively, which is really interesting." ”

Li Youning said: "Then tell me, what is the reason for this? ”

"Judging from the slave maid, it must be that the doctor in the medical hall on the left is not very skilled, and the doctor on the right is highly skilled, so people go to the one on the right." Rusi said.

"If you want to know if this is the case, it's very simple," Li Youning said, "You go to the lively house to take a look, and I will go to the cold house and wait for you." ”

"Then miss, don't go around, just wait there for the slave."

"Don't worry."

So, Rusi walked towards the lively medical hall, and Li Youning walked towards the cold medical hall.

Walking into the medical hall, looking around, there is a hall in front of the pharmacy, where the medicine is dispensed and the medicine is taken. There is a room in the room, which is used by the doctor to diagnose the sick.

A teenage apprentice, holding an old book and reading, thought that the content was jerky and difficult to understand, frowning and thinking. Li Youning came in, but he didn't even notice it.

It happened that the old man of forty or fifty years old walked out of the room from the curtain, and when he saw Li Youning, he was stunned for a moment, and then he reached out and slapped the apprentice's head, scolding: "Didn't you see the guests? ”

The primary school apprentice covered his head in pain, looked at Li Youning, and pouted unhappily: "There has been no one in the past two days, who knows if he really came to see a doctor." ”

The old man grabbed the ears of the junior apprentices, and said in a loud voice, "Isn't it itchy?" ”

"No, no, no, Master, I was wrong." The junior apprentice immediately turned to a smile, broke away from the old man's hand, and welcomed Li Youning into the inner hall.

The old man didn't follow up, Li Youning was wondering, and as the curtain was lifted, he found that the doctor here was not the old man just now, but the young man inside?

The young man wore a somewhat old gray gown, his hair was erected with a gray cloth band, he was crisp and neat, his body was thin, and his complexion was fair. Closer, you can still smell the faint smell of herbs on the young man's body.

Li Youning sat down across from him, and was not in a hurry to ask for a consultation.

"The girl's face is not very good, and if she wants to recover from her illness, I will prescribe you some prescriptions to replenish qi and blood." The young man's voice was clear and gentle, like a spring breeze.

Li Youning said: "There is a saying in the "Book of Difficulty", which is the god of seeing and knowing, the holy of hearing and knowing, the work of asking and knowing, and the ingenuity of knowing by cutting the pulse. Would it be too hasty for the doctor to look at my face and smell my voice, but to prescribe a prescription without checking the pulse? ”

The young man looked at Li Youning and said lightly: "Girl, if you really see a doctor, you should go next door instead of here, so you might as well have something to say." ”

A wisp of sandalwood smoke wafted out of the incense burner, slowly wafting, the aroma permeated the room, and the smell of herbs on the young man's body gradually became inaudible.