The sound of Zhou Jiao knocking on the bed board lasted from this morning to this night. At first, everyone thought it was weird, but after listening to it for a long time, it seemed that it became natural.

It's just that in the dead of night, the sound of knocking on the bed board still hasn't stopped.

The maid who was about to sleep couldn't sleep because of this sound, so she kicked open the door of Zhou Jiao's room again.

"If you want to die, knock knock, knock the death knell for yourself." The maid walked up to Zhou Jiao, and pinched Zhou Jiao's clothes viciously with her nails.

"Knell?" Zhou Jiao looked at the maid and suddenly let out a weird laugh, "Yes, it's sounding the death knell." ”

The maid was startled by Zhou Jiao's weird eyes and weird laughter, obviously she was just a person who was dying, but she still felt scared.

Somehow, the maid who should have been angry and stayed to continue torturing Zhou Jiao didn't want to stay in this room for a moment.

The door slammed shut, and Zhou Jiao was left alone in the room again, as well as the sound of her knocking on the door that still didn't stop.

At midnight that night, the entire Rujiao Pavilion fell into dead silence again. The maid who was so noisy by Zhou Jiao's knocking on the bed board that she couldn't sleep is now paralyzed on the bed, sleeping as if she was dead......

This night, the sound of Zhou Jiao knocking on the bed board never stopped, until the room was pushed away again, and two familiar voices walked in.

Zhou Jiao turned her head to look at the comer, with a smile on her face.

Mu Qingnuan and Lu Yan walked in, and they looked at Zhou Jiao and smiled at them with her scary thin face.

"You're quicker than I thought you could figure it out." If the others were afraid that they would be scared to death, it was just Mu Qingnuan who just walked towards Zhou Jiao, and Lu Yan followed behind Mu Qingnuan expressionlessly.

"Because they are all dying, if I am not smart again, will I not die stupidly?"

Mu Qingnuan didn't respond when she heard this, she sat down on the edge of the bed, lifted the corner of the thin quilt, and let Zhou Jiao's hand be exposed.

When Mu Qingnuan's hand rested on her pulse, Zhou Jiao was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you know how to heal?" ”

Mu Qingnuan didn't respond, and after giving Zhou Jiao the pulse of her right hand, she pulled her left hand and continued to take the pulse.

Although she didn't answer, Zhou Jiao had already understood that Mu Qingnuan knew how to heal, and seeing her like this was not just a matter of knowing how to heal.

"I didn't expect that Miss Mu would know how to heal." It has always been men who study medicine, and although doctors treat diseases and save people, their status is not high.

And the doctor with the highest status, the head of the Tai Hospital, is only an official position of the fifth grade. And don't say anything about the five grades in the entire capital, there are many officials of the three grades, which shows how low the identity of the imperial doctor is.

The doctors of the Tai Hospital are still like this, not to mention those medical women who have no official positions at all. The medical girl in the palace is actually no different from the maid who is called at will, let alone the medical girl outside.

Don't say that the women in the families of high-ranking officials and nobles, even ordinary people's families, no one is willing to let their children study medicine at all......

Therefore, Mu Qingnuan knows how to heal, how not to surprise her.

When did she learn? Who did you learn it from?

Zhou Jiao's sarcastic words did not make Mu Qingnuan react too much, she glanced at Zhou Jiao with a cold gaze, and while taking the silver needle from Lu Yan's hand, she ordered: "Strip her clothes." ”