Hanging Pot Hall, the largest pharmacy in Wudu, is very similar to a certain Rentang or a certain Hetang in another world.

The name of the hall is taken from the saying that the hanging pot helps the world. The surname of the great doctor in the hall is Tang, nearly 50 years old, with superb medical skills, and he is known as Tang Miaoshou. He enjoys full fame in the medical world, and is on a par with the Qin Hall Master of the Yuan Healing Palace. Some official doctors and even imperial doctors have to call him brothers.

Today, Tang Miaoshou, the great doctor of the Hanging Pot Hall, personally came to the old temple of the orphanage.

The reason is arranged by the Great Prince!

This starts from the day before yesterday because the eldest prince went to the Yuan Therapy Hall to invite the Yuan Healer, and only arranged a small Yuan Therapy apprentice.

The eldest prince didn't take the Yuan Healing Hall too seriously at all. I thought that as long as I was invited, although it was impossible for the Yuan Healing Hall Master to go out in person, at least a respected veteran Yuan Healer would be sent to treat the stroke for Master Maitreya.

But unexpectedly, the Yuan Therapy Hall sent a girl who was no more than eighteen years old, and she was still an apprentice of Yuan Therapy, which surprised the eldest prince.

At that time, the eldest prince thought about it carefully, what happened to the Yuan Healing Palace?

The eldest prince immediately communicated with Pomegranate: "Lonely little pomegranate, come and give some advice." Could it be that Zhou Zhiruo, who became the senior sister of the Yuan Therapy Palace, made the Yuan Therapy Hall not send a good Yuan Healer?"

Pomegranate is not stupid to the house, the eldest prince's words of such a reminder level made her eyes roll and say clearly: "It must be that Zhou Zhiruo's troublemaker, she envied me for serving by the eldest prince's side, so when she entered the Yuan Therapy Palace, she began to make trouble, and casually sent a small Yuan Therapy apprentice here to deal with it." ”

"So what do we do?"

"Find a chance to trap her!" Pomegranate said without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Miaoshou, whom the eldest prince had invited a long time ago, came. The people of the pomegranate pit still have their brains, and they immediately think of the well-known feud between the pharmaceutical industry and the Yuan Therapy Palace.

Most of the medicine stone healers and the meta-healers have discord. Even if it doesn't make a fuss, no one is convinced.

The master of the Qin Hall has a more generous personality, so the Wuguo Yuan Healing Hall has not had much trouble with the leader of the pharmaceutical industry, the Hanging Pot Hall, in recent years. But the relationship between the industries will not become harmonious. Still secretly trying to compete for a top.

The spies of the eldest prince have found out that Dugu Mo has opened an orphanage. Pomegranate doesn't have the ability to think about how effective adopting an orphan can be, but at least he knows what the other party wants to do, and he has to make trouble.

Therefore, when Sister Pomegranate took advantage of Tang Miaoshou's visit to the house to treat Master Maitreya, she instigated the eldest prince to provoke Tang Miaoshou to go to the old temple outside the orphanage to make trouble.

Tang Miaoshou is nearly half a hundred years old, so he is naturally not an easily provoked character. However, due to the face of the eldest prince's speech, it is impossible to completely stay out of the matter. He had the attitude of coming over and seeing what he had to do. He took two apprentices to the old temple.

"Oh, Tang Miaoshou!" Dugu Mo rushed out when he heard the news, and immediately gave a salute.

Tang Miaoshou was flattered, the eldest prince had never been so polite, and hurriedly saluted: "How can you be old, how dare His Royal Highness Prince Laomo come out to greet him." ”

Wu Zhe, under the recommendation of Prince Mo, had a polite conversation with Tang Miaoshou.

Tang Miao was surprised in her palm: What a beautiful girl, I didn't expect that the legendary Zhou Zhiruo was her.

Looking at Wu Zhe carefully, Tang Miaoshou noticed the unique palace sand on her forehead. It is known that this is the symbol of the Yuan Healer Apprentice or Yuan Healer of the Yuan Healing Temple.

Princess Qing has been standing in the corner in a very low-key manner, and only after Wu Zhe has been introduced can she come forward under the recommendation of Prince Mo.

"Ah, I didn't expect Her Royal Highness to be here!" Tang Miaoshou was taken aback.

Fortunately, he was not instigated to come over and make trouble, otherwise the new Princess Qing, who was greatly favored by Emperor Xuanwu, was here, and she was afraid that her reputation would be affected.

What's more, Tang Miaoshou noticed one point: Dugu Mo actually introduced Zhou Zhiruo before Princess Qing.

The old and sophisticated Tang Miaoshou knew that Prince Mo was born in the Three Holy Sects. It is by no means a reckless person who does not know etiquette. What does it mean to be so humiliated?

It's not that Zhou Zhiruo's identity is before Princess Qing. Rather, it means that Zhou Zhiruo is a person from Prince Mo's Mansion, and he is also the Ink Prince's Mansion, which is no less than Dugu Mo's identity!

Even Prince Mo's concubine is difficult to enjoy such treatment.

Looking at the leopard elder beside Dugu Mo, he was standing quietly behind his master, even a little further back than Zhou Zhiruo's position, and as a moon-level sage. Even as a personal guard, he was not angry at all for only introducing Zhou Zhiruo.

Dugu Mo's attitude shows that he himself regards Zhou Zhiruo as his own family!

According to the friendship of the landlord, Zhou Zhiruo was introduced before Princess Qing.

Tang Miaoshou for Wu Zhe. I didn't dare to despise it, and I didn't dare to clash with the side of the Yuan Healing Hall as a doctor.

He and Prince Mo and Princess Qing exchanged a few polite words here, and they felt completely different from the feelings in the Great Prince's Mansion.

Speaking in the mansion of the eldest prince is not to say that he is trembling, at least he is cautious to talk to the superior as the lower one.

But in front of Prince Mo and Princess Qing, Tang Miao's hands felt like a spring breeze.

No wonder Prince Mo has been in the limelight recently, and Princess Qing is also very much loved by King Xuanwu, so people's attitudes are here.

Tang Miao's hand knew it, and Wu Zhe was anxious to operate on the child, so he rushed to the point and said, "May I ask Tang Miaoshou why he came here today?"

Tang Miaoshou said: "I heard that Prince Mo has gathered many children, many of whom are sick, so I came to see if there is a need for help." ”

He was instigated by the eldest prince, and of course it was impossible to say so verbally. And he knows the proportions, and he is not a subordinate of the eldest prince, so he naturally refuses to be a gunman.

"Thank you Tang Miaoshou for your kindness, you are worthy of being the great doctor of the Hanging Pot Salvation House!" Dugu Mo praised him, and immediately asked Tang Miaoshou to join in like Wu Zhe leading Princess Qing.

"On behalf of many orphans here, I would like to thank Tang Miaoshou for the free clinic. ”

"Oh, are all orphans here?" Tang Miaoshou asked, naturally he couldn't shirk it, and immediately rolled up his sleeves and joined the treatment.

"But there are expenses for medicinal stones, all of which are borne by Prince Mo's Mansion. Dugu Mo set the tone first.

Tang Miaoshou waved his hand sincerely and said: "Today's expenses, the Hanging Pot Hall can still afford it, Prince Mo can't let us become a philistine." ”

This is good, there are two types of people, the healer department and the yuan therapy department, saving people in the same place, which is a situation that has not been seen for many years.

As Wu Zhe entered the inner hall hut, Tang Miao's hands were shocked, and he hurriedly carefully observed the little girl's leg injury, and found that there were many festers and corruption, and he couldn't help frowning.

He personally took the little girl's pulse, only to feel that his wrist was hot, and the pulse was so weak that it was extremely shallow and difficult to catch, and he couldn't help but say gloomily: "This child's leg is ...... I'm afraid I won't be able to keep ......" (to be continued......)