Balcony, in a nice room.

The housekeeper was dressed in plain clothes and lay on the bed covered with a red quilt.

The quilt doesn't look thin, it's very heavy, and it should be very warm to cover.

But the housekeeper's face was white and frightening, and her body was also very cold, as if the cotton wool filled in the quilt was fake.

The bed is surrounded by a group of beauties on the platform, all of whom are prostitutes with a certain degree of autonomy.

No matter what they thought in their hearts, they all had a worried look on their faces.

Some of them were still crying, wiping tears from the corners of their eyes with handkerchiefs from time to time.

Carrying a medicine box on his back, with black hair and an old face, Xia Wuhe, who was wearing the official uniform of the palace, put his left hand on the wrist of the female steward, and gave the female steward a pulse to close his eyes.

Less.

Xia Wuhe opened his eyes and looked at the pale-faced housekeeper, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

"The steward is empty, but he often does things with men and women?"

It would be extremely disrespectful to ask this question elsewhere.

But this is a building, which is the land of wind and moon, and Xia Wu's question is not abrupt.

"How so? The steward has only served Chang'anjun! No one else has! ”

"That's true, except for Chang'anjun, there is no other man in charge, how can he be in good health?"

"Although we have been taught by the steward, the steward has not been keen on it."

"Could it be that Chang'anjun's demand is too high, and the steward serves Chang'anjun ten times......"

A beautiful woman in a goose yellow light shirt whispered.

As soon as these words came out, the beauties who had served Ying Chengcheng stopped talking, revealing their original expressions.

Other beauties who had never served Ying Chengcheng flashed with a different color in their eyes when they saw this.

They often hear the sisters in the building say that Chang'anjun has strong capital, but they have always been heard as jokes.

Who does that by the hour? It's still once in three or two days!

But now that the female steward's life is on the verge of death, the imperial doctor ordered Xia Wuyu to ask, and these sisters still replied like this.

Could it be that I thought that the words of ridicule were all true?

Xia Wuhe lowered his eyes, not letting these beauties see the more prosperous different colors in his eyes.

"Yesterday, my colleagues in the department handled it in a timely manner, and the steward no longer had to worry about his life. Now she is still unconscious, because she doesn't want to wake up, but the medicine stone is useless. The physical illness is easy to heal, the heart is difficult to heal, and the soul is weaker than the body. If you lie like this for three days and don't wake up, your soul will be scattered, and even if your pulse is thrown away, what lies here is just a shell. ”

Xia Wuhe is a world-famous doctor and a descendant of Bian Que, the founder of the doctor.

Xia Wuhe said that he couldn't save the people, so he could basically find them in Xianyang City, and no one could save them.

"Ask the Imperial Doctor to make the magic hand benevolent! Rescue the steward! ”

"The steward treats me very well, and the imperial doctor orders you to save the steward!"

"But lack of money? Although we have a lowly status, we can still make up two golds! ”

As soon as the women heard Xia Wuji's words, their faces showed urgency, and they pooled money on the spot.

Some took off the hairpin on their heads, some took off the jade bracelet on their hands, and some hurried out of the door to their rooms to get the money stored in the box over the years.

Xia Wuhe didn't stop it.

He shoved the butler's weak, transparent hand back into the quilt, and the old god sat on the ground waiting for the women to raise money, as if he were really in it for money.

After a kicking and clattering sound of wooden floors.

The women each took the valuable things on their bodies, stood in front of Xia Wuhe, and handed them over to a goose-faced beauty who usually had a lot of prestige.

The goose-egg-faced beauty pear blossom brought rain, and cowardly came to Xia Wuhe's side.

"Imperial Doctor's Order, are these enough? If it's less, let me wait a few days. We can write down the money we owe, and you can save the steward first. ”

These prostitutes, who are not subordinate concubines, have made recent indirect customers like those subordinate concubines.

As long as the guests pay for it, they can fulfill the guests' demands – even if they are usually extremely shameless.

"The doctor doesn't charge, I did my best. You have done your best, and be relieved. Xia Wuhe said softly.

This sentence is naturally to comfort the women.

How did the money of the beauties in the building come from, Xia Wuhe knew very well, he didn't want to take the hard-earned money of these poor women.

Xia Wuhe came here today to help the steward, and when he entered the door, he observed the faces of the rest of the beauties, and found that these beauties were all depressed.

If you don't care, this depression may be good for a few days.

However, it may also affect the body and cause the body to become ill.

Asking the beauties to get money means that Xia Wuhe is curing their illness, and letting them know that they have done everything they can for the steward, and rest assured that they are guilty of self-blame in their hearts.

This is called curing the disease before it happens.

The healer is benevolent.

"If you can't even help the steward with the imperial doctor's order, who else in this world can help the steward? The Imperial Doctor Ling doesn't like money, doesn't he want me to wait for my body? ”

The goose-faced beauty put down the money in her hand, and her slender fingers grabbed the ribbon tied around Yingying's waist and gently tugged it.

"The Imperial Doctor ordered that the building only look for me later, and I can make a written note that I will not receive a penny from the Imperial Doctor's order."

The beauty behind the goose egg face showed some hesitation, and some frowned lightly, as if it was difficult to choose.

This is unlimited, and it is not possible to charge a penny to serve Xia Wuhe, but it is not comparable to the money that was made up for a while, this is a lifelong thing, and few people are willing to do it.

There were only three or two beauties who said with the goose-faced beauty.

"I can make a note too! Don't charge a penny for the doctor's order! ”

"So do I."

"If the Imperial Doctor Order is willing, it's okay for me to serve together!"

Seeing that the goose-faced beauty's hands were already on the placket, she was about to take off her clothes.

Xia Wuhe hurriedly stopped.

"Girl, wait! No, I really don't have this heart! ”

Where can the goose-faced beauty be believed.

Men don't love money, they love sex, this is the truth spread all over the building.

Since the Imperial Doctor Ling doesn't take money, he must be erotic.

In Chang'anjun's words, at this moment, the imperial doctor's order is pretending to be a calf.

The goose-egg-faced beauty looked timid, but her hand movements were not timid at all, and her smooth shoulders were already exposed in front of everyone.

"Offended!"

The goose-egg-faced beauty only heard Xia Wuhe say these two words, her arm was numb, and her whole arm was unconscious!

She lost her face and screamed.

"What did the Imperial Doctor Order do to me!"

"Bold! This floor is my territory! Old man Xia, you dare to be unreasonable to my beauty! The door was pushed open vigorously, and Ying Chengcheng rushed in with an unhappy face.

Ying Cheng, who broke into the room, saw this at first sight.

Xia Wuhe stood in front of almost all the prostitutes on the platform, and all of them had hesitant expressions.

Two of the prostitutes had their clothes hanging extremely flat from top to bottom, and their waists were not shrunk, apparently without a girdle.

At the forefront, the goose-faced beauty standing in front of Xia Wuhe showed her smooth and fair shoulders, and the goose-egg-faced beauty was the most expensive prostitute on the floor!

Ying Cheng's face was even more angry, and he slowly paced in front of Xia Wuhe, rubbing his fists with a fierce expression.

Xia Wuhe had a bitter look on his face, and first saluted Yingcheng.

"Meet Chang'anjun."

Then he smiled wryly and said, "Chang'anjun, I didn't do anything."

Ying Chengcheng sneered: "Who do you want to do?"