"The prefect of Jinling?"

Gu Wen couldn't help but exclaim

Jinling is thousands of miles away from the capital, the so-called Tiangao Emperor is far away, the emperor can't take care of this, the Jinling prefect is the soil emperor here, his mother is sick, I don't know how many doctors will compete to come to the door for treatment.

Of course, if it is cured, it will naturally be beneficial, but if it is not cured, I am afraid that there will be disaster.

But even so, there are countless doctors who have followed one after another. Among those people, there are many people with excellent medical skills, but the prefect asked people to invite Yue'er, which proves that those people cannot be cured, which also means that the prefect's old mother's illness is unusual.

Meng Cheng's expression was a little heavy, what Gu Wen could think of, her grandfather had already thought of it, but the prefect sent someone to the door, and they didn't dare not let Yue'er go.

"Do you know what's going on?"

Meng Cheng shook his head.

Song Wanyue didn't ask again, and looked at Xu's family, "Mother, I'll go back with my cousin, you can live here with peace of mind, and I will come back tomorrow." ”

Xu Shi naturally thought of this, and was very worried, but she couldn't help when she went back, and nodded, "If you can't go back tomorrow, let someone send us a letter." ”

"I see."

After speaking, Song Wanyue looked at Gu Wen, "Second sister, let someone lead me a horse." ”

The horse was quickly brought in, and Song Wanyue didn't bring anyone with her, so she turned over and returned to the city with Meng Cheng.

Xu Shi and Gu Wen stood at the door, waiting for her figure to disappear completely before retracting their gaze.

The two of them galloped all the way, and only slowed down when they entered the city.

Meng Cheng looked at Song Wanyue, the reason why the prefect would send someone over was because he heard about his cousin's treatment of Sun's shopkeeper that day. He regretted that he hadn't told Shopkeeper Sun and those guys not to publicize the matter.

"I will accompany my cousin to the past, if my cousin can be cured, she will be cured, if she can't be cured, she will say, don't be afraid, everything has me."

"Okay."

Song Wanyue nodded.

Meng Cheng wanted to say something, but looked at her calm expression and swallowed the words back.

……

The prefect sent a butler, about forty years old, with polite manners, a humble attitude, and polite speech, without the slightest hint of domineering.

But even so, Meng Yang was not at ease. He has lived in Jinling City for a long time, so he naturally knows how powerful the Jinling prefect is, and he also knows that as long as the prefect gives an order, there will be countless doctors who will come to the door to treat the old lady.

After a moment of thought, he said, "It's all exaggerated by the shopkeeper and the guys in my shop, although Yue'er knows how to heal, but it hasn't reached the point of being so expressive, and the reason why she can treat the shopkeeper Sun that day is because she has treated the same patient before." ”

can be the housekeeper of the prefect's mansion, naturally he is not an ordinary person, he heard the foreshadowing in Meng Yang's words, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, no matter whether Miss Song can treat our old lady or not, our master will miss her." ”

Meng Yang naturally didn't believe this, but when the housekeeper said this, if he said anything else, it would be a little inappropriate, so he asked, "I don't know what kind of disease the old lady has?" ”

"It's just a small problem."

The more the housekeeper said this, the more worried Meng Yang became.

"Master, the little master and Miss Song are back."

The housekeeper of the Meng Mansion reported at the door.

The prefect's housekeeper looked out, and a little girl about ten years old came quickly, with delicate eyebrows and free and easy steps, with a wanton temperament different from that of ordinary boudoir women.

He hurriedly got up and took two steps forward with a smile, "This is Miss Song, I am the housekeeper of the prefect's mansion, and I specially came to invite Miss Song to go over to see the old lady." ”

"Let's go."

didn't expect Song Wanyue to be so refreshing, but the housekeeper was stunned.

Song Wanyue looked at him in surprise.

Only then did the housekeeper react, "Doesn't the girl hold the medicine box?" ”

Song Wanyue raised the silver needle in her hand.

The butler didn't ask any more questions, and headed out.

Meng Yang stood up in a hurry, and Song Wanyue gave me a look of nothingness, and turned to follow.

Meng Yang chased to the door, and Meng Cheng whispered, "Grandfather, don't worry, I will bring my cousin back as much as I want." ”

"Be sure to protect your cousin."

"Grandfather, don't worry."

After speaking, Meng Cheng followed, and when he came to the gate, Song Wanyue got into the carriage prepared by the prefect, and Meng Cheng rode a horse and followed the carriage.

The butler sat in the carriage in front of him, thinking that maybe the rumor was really wrong, this little girl didn't even have a medicine box, and she was obviously not a full-time doctor! It seems that as Meng Yang said, she can treat the shopkeeper, maybe she has encountered this kind of illness before.

Although he thought so, after getting out of the carriage, his attitude was still humble, and he led the people into the house.

The prefect's mansion was very large, and the old woman lived in the last entrance, and the prefect deliberately did not go to the yamen and waited in the mansion.

When he heard the rumors at first, he didn't take it to heart, there were many famous doctors in Jinling City, who didn't have the ability to take care of the house, but when he heard Song Wanyue's name, he immediately sent a housekeeper to invite someone.

Although he was in Jinling, he also knew about the affairs of the capital, including Song Wanyue's overthrow of the third prince and the rescue of Mrs. Hubu Shilang.

He heard that the wound on Mrs. Shilang's neck was suddenly bleeding out, and he couldn't be saved at all, but Song Wanyue forcibly rescued the person from the ghost gate.

The housekeeper led the person to the courtyard and stood at the door to report, "Master, Miss Song is here." ”

"Come in, please."

The maid at the door opened the curtain, the housekeeper invited Song Wanyue in, and Meng Cheng stayed in the courtyard.

The prefect is in his forties, with a round face, looks very kind, and speaks gently, "I take the liberty of inviting Miss Song to come over to see my old mother, and I hope Miss Song will not be angry." ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Song Wanyue knew, he knew that he knew it, so he didn't hide it, and bowed, "It's my blessing to be able to treat the old lady." ”

Seeing her like this, the prefect breathed a sigh of relief and led her to the bed, "My mother has suddenly lost weight these days, and her eyes are a little bad, or it is not a heartache, I have invited countless doctors who are helpless, and I also asked the girl to take a closer look." ”

Listening to the symptoms he described, Song Wanyue already had a number in her heart, sat down on the round stool next to the bed, and the maid on the side took the old lady's hand and put it away, and Song Wanyue's fingers caught the pulse.

Same as she thought.

Song Wanyue let go of her hand, "It's diabetes, and there is a slight heart disease." ”

"Diabetes?"

The prefect had never heard of such a disease.

"It is also called the disease of wealth, the old lady should be sweet on weekdays, and there is little activity, which has caused this disease over time."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked carefully at the old lady's eyes, "It hasn't been for long, and it hasn't caused many complications, so I'll prescribe a prescription and drink the medicine on time every day in the future." ”

"Drink every day?"

The prefect looked at the old mother who frowned when she mentioned drinking medicine on the bed, and was a little distressed, "Can the girl make pills?" ”