Chapter Twenty-Nine: Trainee Medical Woman

After speaking, Biru took out a three-layer round box with an ebony mica face inlaid with luodian from the cabinet and opened it one by one, and under the flickering candle flame, the eaves were flowing with color. "This is your jade? Who are you?" Song Yuxuan's heart tightened for a while. "Who are you? Who are you?" Song Yuqiu's gaze was a little dazed. Concubine Ruan was also born to Lu Zhaorong, and Concubine Xi just arrived in the morning, so she was naturally not far behind, but she gave Song Yusui a red golden hairpin - this can only be worn by the lord of the concubine, but Song Yusui twisted the golden hairpin with eight treasures and pearls - it is speculated that Song Yusui should not have made the same foolish mistake as Mo Fat that day, or think that this golden hairpin jumped to the concubine position in an instant.

When night fell, when Song Yingche announced that Lu Zhaorong was sleeping in bed, he did not do as expected by the palace people, as if Mrs. Mingzhen had just entered the palace and slept for five nights in a row.

It was raining heavily that night, but Song Yuqiu slept soundly, rarely steady. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit, Song Yuqiu was awakened, Song Yuqiu rubbed her eyes and saw a bright light outside. Who is it? Song Yuqiu looked at it fixedly, and it turned out to be a person! He's sitting in the courtyard in the shade! The rain outside the window broke the leaves, washing the dusty leaves freshly and refreshingly, and the rain was mixed with the smell of the palace people's makeup remover, and there was a faint smell of fat powder flowing from the royal ditch to the moat.

suddenly remembered Shangguan Jieyu, Song Yuqiu and her were affectionate and loving, but her heart was twisted, she never looked at her, but she didn't take Song Yusui in her eyes, and the two didn't contact each other like strangers. That day, Song Yuxuan was reading a book in the study when she suddenly saw a strange woman walking by the door. As soon as Song Yuqiu saw the words "Gongrenfu" written on the door, he knew that this was a eunuch surnamed Liu. Cheng Gui is a high-ranking and powerful sister, and she has a prominent status, she has her own set of clothes, that is, she wears a huge gilded gold dotted emerald bead hairpin, which is said to have been made for her by her great-grandmother, so she is called "Concubine Yi". However, everyone in the palace knows that although she is the Liu family, she is only a side branch of the same clan, plus there is nothing to do, and the Liu family does not take it seriously, only the queen and Shangguan Jieyu can take care of her in many ways so that she will not be too sad.

It's getting hotter, and there are ice cubes everywhere in the house, so I don't feel how hot it is in summer. Her sisters were busy working outside, but she was alone in her room, like a speechless old man, not saying anything, not wanting to hear anything. Song Yuxuan's life has become monotonous and boring because of this. The weather is hot, there are fewer concubine gatherings, and I am tired all day long, nesting in Qianyaju, doing nothing, and it is interesting to be busy in the internal pharmacy every day. In the past few days, I have slept soundly, my eyelids are puffy, and I recall the days when I have been staying up late to memorize medical books in the past, and my eyes have been red, and I don't think that I will go to the same place now.

Probably due to the hot weather, my appetite is not good, and I can't prepare drugs all day long, and I can't prepare medicines. Shen Siyao, the chief doctor of the Internal Pharmacy Bureau, is a female doctor, and she has a daughter named Shen Weiai. So Song Yuxuan thought of many ways. One day, when Song Yuqiu was walking on the street, he suddenly heard someone calling Song Yuqiu, so he asked who it was? The man replied, "Song Yuxuan is the Tai Doctor in the Shen Mansion!" Song Yuxuan couldn't help but be surprised! After thinking about it, I had to summon the doctor of the Tai Hospital.

Unexpectedly, it was Josh, and at this moment she had become a trainee doctor in the hospital.

The so-called doctor is the doctor for the harem concubines to see a doctor, occasionally there are men and women who are inconvenient to give and receive kisses, and they all need to serve the doctor on the side, and the doctor girl is selected by the female doctor and the medicine woman of the internal pharmacy bureau, although she is the same as the medicine girl is the female official of the ninth grade, but because of the following behind the hospital, the future is bright, and many female court doctors start with the doctor girl.

Josh's medical skills are not high, and he is very popular in the pharmacy because he loses money and is like a man, so good things fall on her head, and no one objects.

After she prescribed the medicine, she quietly reminded Song Yuxuan: "After hearing your call, I am still very anxious, fortunately, there is nothing wrong, you have to pay attention to your food!" After all, this is not what it used to be, even if you make your own food, you should try it with a silver needle! ”

Josh kindly reminded him, only to find that there was one less man around him who could be trusted. Josh's parents have been dead for many years, and she and Josh have been dependent on each other since childhood, but due to various reasons, they have never established a normal relationship with each other, and there have even been some minor conflicts. Josh, who has considered that she is well versed in pharmacology, is the best person to bring, as long as Song Yuqiu speaks, she is expected to agree, but Josh has been promoted to the official of the Internal Pharmacy Bureau, and he can't bear to interrupt his future for his own selfishness.

I heard her casually gossip about some of the rights and wrongs in the hospital. Josh went to the hospital to see a doctor, and he was much more restrained in his life, reducing his previous straightforwardness and increasing his stability, which should be a good thing. However, Song Yusui always felt that she was a very assertive person, I don't know when it started, Song Yusui gradually liked her, and her attitude towards her changed from the original "cynicism" to today's care and love. In less than two years since the opening of the internal pharmacy, her medical skills have also improved to a certain extent, and her ability to consult independently is gradually increasing. It's better than the time now, and I'm quite jealous of Josh.

The tea plum blossom on Josh's waist has not been plucked yet, and the color of the tea has become lighter and faded a little. Song Yuxuan thought, maybe the color of the tea is too light, right? She said that Song Yuqiu didn't like to drink tea. Song Yuxuan said, "Why don't you like to drink tea?" She replied with a smile, "Song Yuxuan likes tea. Song Yuxuan suddenly remembered the scene when she begged Sister Ning to let Sister Ning teach Song Yuqiu how to play Yingluo a few days ago, and she forgot about it.

The two have a tacit understanding, and they are both not mentioning the situation of internal medicine. "Do you all know Song Yuqiu's name?" Josh couldn't help but ask. "You know, right?" Josh said with a smile. "Then let's call it 'Josh'!" The two were invited. But Josh finally couldn't hold it back, and just said softly: "After you left, Si Yao and Aunt Pei have been thinking about you, and he has been thinking about you." In the days you left, he stayed in the pharmacy until the palace gate was locked. ”

Her words were like a witch's spell, and they instantly controlled Song Yuxuan's mind. When sending Josh away, Song Yusui called Biru over in a trance to put on Song Yusui makeup. She smiled and said, "Why are you so lazy?" Song Yuxuan doesn't want to cry!" Song Yuqiu smiled softly. "Song Yuxuan doesn't like to cry." "Why? Why is Song Yuqiu like this now?" Song Yuxuan didn't understand. The eyes of the woman in the mirror were full of tears, Song Yusui felt that this was definitely not Song Yusui alone, Song Yusui said to herself, don't shed an extra tear for him, the tears that should be left have long been dried in the snow that day. It is clear that he abandoned Song Yusui first!

Song Yusui sent servants to the lower room, and in the end, Song Yusui was the only one who could let go of the suppressed pain. Song Yuxuan's gaze moved around the room. Suddenly, a familiar and unfamiliar face came into view. He was standing in front of the window, aiming the frame in his hand at Song Yuqiu's face. Who is he? Song Yuxuan lingered in front of the mirror for a long time. It is hoped that the crisp sound of the bronze mirror tapping on the rosewood table can save Song Yuqiu from memory.

Song Yuxuan still can't talk about the wind and reminisce about the past. In the most important time of Song Yuqiu's life, there was a person who always accompanied Song Yuqiu. Song Yusui is his student, Song Yusui is also his teacher, his name is Chen Ruoxi. Holding his cheeks in his hands, he crouched in front of the dresser, tears seeping out from his fingers, like the quicksand of Song Yuqiu's unstoppable years. once fantasized that time stood still and stayed at the moment when he pulled Song Yuqiu's hair, and it seemed that he would also gently pull Song Yuqiu's hair for the rest of his life.

When she is upset, Song Yusui will find Sister Ning, like a habit formed many years ago, being bullied by her younger brother, leaning on Sister Ning's knees, listening to Sister Ning's gentle comfort, as comfortable as the wind and a field of flowers. In her company, Song Yuxuan gradually understood what happiness is and what happiness is. "Where are you?" There was a hint of fear in Song Yuqiu's voice. "At home!" Sister Ning responded with a smile. At this moment, I was crazy, even if I talked to Xie Changan for a while.

At noon, the sun is like fire, and many concubines have the habit of taking a nap, so there are very few palace people walking in the palace. That night, as soon as Song Yuqiu and Biru lay down, they heard someone shouting, "Come on!" Song Yuxuan hurriedly ran over and saw a young woman walking towards Xile Hall. Her name is Biru, and she is Biru's sister. Song Yuxuan didn't let Biru follow behind Song Yuxuan, and deliberately made it clear that she rushed to Xile Hall alone at this time.

In the silent courtyard, the pomegranate blossoms are in full bloom, and the clusters of eye-catching vermilion occupy the entire branch, like agate dotted on the branches, the flowers of early summer and spring have a unique charm, and most of those flowers are gorgeous, just like the pomegranate flowers in front of them, like a blazing fire burning life.

Sister Ning's residence Yuyixuan happens to grow a thriving pomegranate tree in front of the door, the branches that spread out are almost touching the ground, and you can see that bright color when you push the window, the pomegranate represents the meaning of many sons and many blessings, and the pomegranate flowers in Sister Ning's hall reflect the extraordinary beauty.

Qin Xue was leaning on the bamboo chair at the door and falling asleep, the master should also be resting in the hall, Song Yuqiu suddenly had the idea of teasing Sister Ning, wanting to glimpse Sister Ning's elegant sleeping state, and pushed the door of the void lightly.

Song Yuxuan curiously pulled it out and took a look, holding an embroidered handkerchief with a bamboo bandage in his hand, and only half of it was drawn.

The juxtaposition and beauty of the flower symbolizes that the husband and wife are like the flowers blooming and falling, and it is a common pattern that most women can embroider. But the simpler it is, the more you can see the kung fu, so I have to admire Sister Ning's embroidery skills. The dark green flower stalks are graceful and colorful, and the color transition between silk and silk is very smooth, which should be of the highest quality. It's just a pity that the petals of the pink lotus are embroidered with three or two, with a yellowed silk surface, the kind of lotus is not like the new lotus when it first blooms, but more like the residual lotus under the moonlight.