The woman was wearing a goose-yellow spring shirt, with a bright moon in her ears, a phoenix-headed jade hairpin on her head, dusty socks, and green embroidered shoes, like a tender leaf that dew in spring, but the moth eyebrows seemed to be too deeply dyed by the afterglow of spring, like a light cloud above the night sky, covering her eyes.

She seemed to be trying her best to maintain her calmness, but her heart had already overflowed.

The young man walking beside the woman is also handsome, handsome, wearing a faded green shirt dancing with the wind, and a paper folding fan is full of romance. However, he did not look very good, and the fans he waved indiscriminately showed his irritated mood.

"Yanyan, let's go back, Nancheng Street is famous for its mixed fish, there are few people with real skills, and the streets are full of liars! Listen to me, I really want to treat my aunt, I will go back and plead with my father again, maybe I can invite the medical master of the Hanging Pot Palace of the Rongguo Academy, and then I will be able to rejuvenate the magic hand, and the medicine will be cured, and it can only be a waste of time to find it here." ”

The man said anxiously.

When the woman heard this, her already frowning eyebrows deepened, and she sneered: "It's as if the medical Dao master you invited last time was not from the Hanging Pot Palace." ”

The man's face was slightly embarrassed, and he argued with a dry smile: "Last time, that person was indeed from the Hanging Pot Palace, but I didn't expect him to be just a student, don't worry, Yanyan, this time I invited definitely a real medical master." ”

The woman didn't refute, but her expression was full of disbelief. Over the years, what she has heard the most is the master of medicine, it seems that a random person is a miracle doctor in the world, at first she still had hope, but with the medical master like cabbage everywhere, and her mother did not have the slightest sign of awakening, she had already died of the doctor master.

Three years ago, my mother fell ill strangely and never woke up, and the people who diagnosed it said that the pulse was stable and the complexion was normal, and the only thing that was abnormal was that she should be awake but fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing that the orthodox medical skills did not work, the woman collected a lot of folk remedies, and almost all the money used to make clothes and jewelry was bought into magic weapons and divine water...... Unfortunately, it still didn't have any effect.

To be honest, she was already a little disheartened, and most of the reason why she came out today was just to distract herself.

The man clearly had no leisure to relax.

At this time, it was close to noon, and the early spring sun was unbearably hot for him, even through the little scholar's oil-paper umbrella. He has already regretted coming out to suffer in order to please the woman, and he is happy to relax, of course, listening to the beautiful woman playing the piano and blowing the flute in the fireworks and willow alley, and pushing the cup to change the lamp is the most understanding.

The man looked up at the sky, and then persuaded: "Yanyan, if you believe me this time, I will definitely invite a master of medicine to treat my aunt, let's go back!"

The woman stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at the latter coldly: "Zhou Guanyu, where did you come from so much nonsense, you don't want to go back and forth, I didn't ask you to follow me!"

The man named Zhou Guanyu's face turned red, and he said angrily: "Yu Shengyan, how can you talk to me like this, don't forget that there is a ...... between us."

Yu Shengyan ignored the annoyed man, turned around and left with his maid. Zhou Guanyu stared at Yu Shengyan's back, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, but soon his expression returned to normal, and he followed with a smile: "Yanyan, don't be angry, I'm just talking to you, I'll accompany you whatever you want." ”

......

As they spoke, the two of them had already walked to the crossroads. At this time, the streets were crowded, and people were all gathered in front of Qianyi's stall.

Seeing this, Zhou Guanyu subconsciously wanted to say that the people of Nancheng Street were stupid, and they lined up to deceive, but before the words came out, he found that Yu Shengyan's face had sunk uncertainly, laughed twice, and hurriedly called a scholar behind him to investigate the situation.

After a while, the scholar and the maid returned.

The scholar arched his hand and said, "Childe, Miss Yu, there is a liar in front of you. ”

The little maid's voice was crisp: "Miss Huiyu, in front of me is a miracle doctor who has a hanging pot to help the world, and only two silver needles have cured more than a dozen patients suffering from stubborn diseases, and the people present can testify, because his medical skills are wonderful, and he doesn't take a penny, so so many people have gathered." ”

Yu Shengyan's eyes lit up when he heard this, obviously a little moved.

Zhou Guanyu sneered: "Testify? Seeing can't be true, and hearing is mostly false." Of course, a liar must do things as if they were true in order to deceive people, and they will not take a penny? Such people are either crazy people or have other plans, otherwise why should they come to Kyoto, which one of them has more patients than Kyoto? Hmph, I think ...... Hey, Yanyan, I'm just talking about fun, don't be angry. ”

......

Qian Yi was busy for most of the morning, many times because there were no medicinal materials, he used silver needles as a guide, using "potential" to treat diseases, this consumption seems to be very small, but because of the fine requirements, the use of the divine soul is not less than moving mountains and reclamation.

However, for Qian Yi, who had used hundreds of silver needles to treat the injuries of dozens of soldiers at the same time, it was as simple as drinking tea and eating, so the young man was still calm and relaxed, and diagnosed and treated in an orderly manner.

At the end of the day, at the beginning of the afternoon, there was a sudden noise in the crowd, only to see four big men in servant clothes lined up the crowd, squeezed out a road, at the end of the road stood a pair of young men and women in brocade and jade clothes, the woman had a moth eyebrow, and the man was handsome and jade, and at a glance he knew that he was the son of a rich and noble family. Behind the two of them was a maid and scholar with an umbrella and a fan, and his outfit was much better than that of ordinary people.

When the people saw the clothes of the two people, they knew that they were masters who could not be provoked, and even those who had just been injured by the four servants bowed their heads and did not dare to make a sound.

Zhou Guanyu ignored everyone, he knew what these people thought, but whether it was resentment or jealousy, as long as he didn't speak, it had nothing to do with him. Yu Shengyan obviously didn't like Zhou Guanyu to behave like this, but the children of the family have always acted like this, and she was used to it, so she hurriedly walked to Qianyi's table: "Sir, my mother fell ill three years ago and has not woken up yet, I want to ask you to ......"

"Queue at the back. ”

Qian Yi said without raising his eyelids.

"Sir, it's my fault to cut the line, but please ......"

Yushengyan's words were interrupted again, as Qianyi suddenly stood up. He walked behind the old man, took out the silver needle and pricked it lightly on the latter's Tianzhu acupoint for a moment, the old man twisted his neck, and the pain in his shoulder was gone, and he was grateful.

Qian Yi waved his hand and said, "Next." ”

Next was a village woman, but she didn't come forward.

Zhou Guanyu walked to the table with a smile, took Qianyi's stool and sat down slowly, shook the ashes on his body, and then said unhurriedly: "Sir, I want to ask you, do you recognize what this is?"

I saw that what Zhou Guanyu put on the table was a silver ticket worth five hundred taels!