Half a day.

Song Qiusang frowned slightly and withdrew his fingers.

"Auntie, your body is weak and can't be replenished, but you've been eating ginseng and other supplements recently."

"You're right, you can touch whatever I eat? It's really mysterious and mysterious, I always feel tired lately, so I want to make more supplements. ”

Xiao Jiang's family did not marry into Gaomen, but married an imperial merchant, and the family has inexhaustible gold and silver, but it is quite difficult to have children.

"Why didn't my aunt know that you could heal?"

Song Qiusang hesitated slightly, and some words were finally held in his heart and not spoken.

At this moment, she still has a lot of things she is not sure about.

Xiao Jiang is also exquisite-hearted, seeing Song Qiusang's expression, she gently patted her niece's hand.

Song Qiusang tugged at the corners of his lips slightly, and his face looked a little pale.

Of course, my aunt wouldn't know that she had suffered a lot in her previous life.

When she was imprisoned by the dog man and woman, she risked all odds to escape, and on the way, she learned by chance that these world-class skills can make the flesh and bones of the living dead.

Thinking of that memory now, Song Qiusang seems to be able to feel the coldness through his bones.

She stumbled and fell into the Valley of the Medicine King, where she was rescued by the strange old man.

She tried a hundred poisons for the medicine king, and in return, the medicine king taught her an amazing medical skill.

The most ridiculous thing is that you can heal yourself but not yourself.

Eventually, when she was about to be devoured by the fiery serpent, only that stupid man stood up for her.

"It's just a chance, my aunt believes that I am a good doctor, and that's good."

Jiang Shi nodded with satisfaction, seeing Song Qiusang's skillful pulse diagnosis technique and confident appearance, she suddenly felt that this niece was really different from before.

She married into a noble family, and the princes and nobles may not be good.

If you can learn one or two tricks to make a living, find an ordinary man at random, and only do a lifetime and a pair of people will be more tasteful.

With her character, if she marries into a high family, she may not be able to have a smooth life.

After sending Xiao Jiang away, Song Qiusang leaned on the rocking chair alone in a daze.

Hongling and Danqing glanced at each other, and then walked up to her with some delay.

"Miss, the second lady came here just now, and I heard that you have a distinguished guest, so she only sent these scriptures over and went back."

As he spoke, Hongling presented a stack of rice paper in front of Song Qiusang.

A hint of coldness flashed in Song Qiusang's apricot eyes.

This good sister is very smart now.

It seems that last night was also a night of sleep, and the transparent white rice paper was full of hairpins.

It is not known whether the scripture was copied as a prayer or a curse.

"Second Miss has to be careful, what happened to the Lin family after he went back yesterday?"

"Miss Hui, I haven't heard of any inappropriate behavior, but the two aunts who are good friends with her on weekdays are deliberately estranged, for fear of being implicated."

Hearing the girl's words, Song Qiusang pulled the corners of her mouth, how could there be real friends in this back house?

On the way back, the more Song Wan'er thought about it, the more angry she became, and she didn't know what evil she had hit with her sister who was usually full of money? How did it suddenly become so aggressive?

If she had seen Shen Jin before, she would have been shy and timid, but she didn't know what had happened these days.

She actually left all her previous friendships behind.

And how can a good person have a heart for His Royal Highness the Night King?

Song Qiusang simply had breakfast, then changed his clothes, and prepared to go to the old lady's courtyard to ask for peace.

It's just that as soon as she entered the yard, she saw Mama Gui, who was close to the old lady, walking out of the house with the curtain a little anxious.

"Mama Gui, what's wrong? What makes you so anxious? ”

When Mama Gui saw Song Qiusang, she seemed to have seen the backbone of the main heart.

"Miss, the slave is going to invite you, the old lady just had breakfast, suddenly had an upset stomach, and vomited after eating a little porridge and side dishes, the old slave wants to see if the medicine on the fire is decoctioned?"

Song Qiusang listened to Mama Gui's words, and her two willow eyebrows frowned.

Shaking off the maid's hand, she took three steps and made two steps to break into the main house of the courtyard.

In the bedroom, Mrs. Song was lying on the bed, her face was pale, and her forehead was still covered with fine sweat, looking a little painful.

"Grandmother ......"

Hearing the call, the old lady slowly opened her eyes and saw that it was Song Qiusang, so she squeezed out a smile.

"Sang'er is here, and they all said that you don't need to come to my old wife here every day to stay in the morning and dusk, as long as you still abide by the rules."

"Grandmother, when is it, you still say such things, being able to fulfill filial piety in front of your knees is a blessing that I can't ask for."

Song Qiusang said sincerely.

Not being able to serve the old lady in her previous life was one of her biggest regrets.

Now do it all over again.

She longed to stay in the old lady's yard every day, and the old man needed this kind of company the most.

Old Taijun Song listened to her words and nodded with a smile.

At this moment, Mama Gui walked in from the outside respectfully, followed by a little girl, carrying a food box in her hand.

"Old lady, the medicine has been decocted, you can drink it while it's hot."

With that, she brought the black bowl of soup medicine to the old lady.

Song Qiusang didn't want to fake her hands, she wanted to serve her grandmother herself.

She took the medicine bowl and scooped a spoonful to cool it, but near the end of her nose, she smelled a faint smell of sourness, which was disgusting.

She has been dealing with herbs for a long time, and she has seen a lot of rare and exotic herbs, and there has never been a cure or such a taste. There's something strange about it.

Song Qiusang had a cold face, and without saying anything, he directly threw the medicine in his hand and the medicine bowl to the ground.

There was a snap, and the juice splashed.

Mama Gui was taken aback.

The maid who was holding the medicine just now couldn't dodge, and the hot medicine juice collapsed on her.

She endured the hot stains, but she didn't dare to dodge in the slightest. He fell to his knees with a thud, trembling, unable to utter a word.

"Mama Gui, did you personally watch this medicine fry it?"

From the time when the old lady was a boudoir woman, Mama Gui served by her side and was the person she trusted the most.

At this time, seeing the eldest lady talking so violently, I knew that there must be something wrong with the medicine.

She didn't dare to be careless, and stood aside with her eyebrows bowed and her hands lowered.

After thinking about it carefully, he replied cautiously: "Miss, the old lady's prescription has always been carefully compared by the two doctors of the Buddha, and it will be given to the pharmacy if there is no problem. ”

The old lady has been immersed in the house for many years, and just when she saw Song Qiusang's expression, she knew that this matter would not be so simple.