Song Shuwan watched as several clan elders were forcibly sent away, and her suspicious gaze fell on Pei Huan: "Master Hou, are you afraid of the prince?" ”

Pei Huan casually straightened his clothes: "It's not that he's afraid, he's just worried that the things he has will be gone, and if he meets those clan elders in the future, don't pay attention to it, just leave." ”

Song Shuwan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she didn't ask more, but watched Pei Huan leave Qingfeng Courtyard.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?"

The voice of the flying kite sounded behind him.

Song Shuwan came back to her senses and asked, "Why is today's Hou Ye afraid of the prince?" ”

The flying kite blinked, and scratched his fingers on his cheek a few times: "Are you afraid?" Xu Shizi talked to him before, right? ”

"The prince talked to him? When? ”

"Just two days ago, Mrs. Hou went to Qingzhu Courtyard for the second son to find you, and the prince went to Qingzhu Courtyard to guess what he said, so that he would have the fear of Lord Hou today."

Song Shuwan was stunned: "You said that he went to Qingzhu Courtyard because Mrs. Hou was looking for me?" ”

Fei Kite nodded and said with a smile: "Don't look at the son of the world who doesn't talk much on weekdays, he looks cold, but he is actually a very good person." ”

Song Shuwan was silent, the Pei Huan she saw was not a very good person, but she and Pei Huan were in a relationship of pulling each other, it didn't matter if the person was good or not, just help her take revenge.

Thinking about it, Song Shuwan restrained her thoughts: "Prepare the car, I'm going to Cunshan Hall to take a look." ”

"Okay."

Half an hour later, a carriage arrived at Cunshan Hall, Song Shuwan got out of the carriage, looked at the empty door in front of her, didn't care, and stepped in with a slight smile.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Ding Cun holding a medical book in one hand and holding her cheek in the other, and she didn't know what she was thinking, so she looked at the ground blankly.

"What's going on with that?"

Song Shuwan stepped forward and took the book in Ding Cun's hand, and then tapped his head again.

Ding Cun was excited, came back to his senses and looked at the person in front of him, and jumped up happily: "Princess Shizi, when will you ...... Wait, you sit down first. ”

Song Shuwan was asked to sit down in a daze, and when she turned her head, she saw Ding Cun running back and forth, delivering tea for a while and snacks for a while, showing the flattery to the fullest.

This is, there is something to ask for.

Song Shuwan hooked the corners of her lips slightly, picked up the tea and took a sip: "Say, what's the matter with you?" ”

Ding Cun laughed a few times, rubbed his hands together and said, "I heard that there are more refugees at the East City Gate, and many of them are sick. ”

Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows and said, "You want to treat them." ”

"Yes, yes, princess, you see, our Cunshan Hall now, no patients come to the door, and the second does not have a good reputation, instead of guarding here all day long, it is better to go out to treat people, my medical skills are not good, and other diseases cannot be cured, but small pains or small pains are still okay."

Ding Cun said it carefully, and he was also very worried in his heart, he said this, would the princess be unhappy?

In the silence, Song Shuwan sighed, put down the teacup and said, "It's very good that you have the idea of treating people, but that group of refugees has their own official mansion, so we don't need to interfere." ”

"But ......"

Ding Cun wanted to say more, but Song Shuwan raised her hand slightly, and then stopped his words: "I know what you think, but it's still the same sentence, that group of refugees has been arranged by the government, and we don't need to interfere, but if you really want to treat people, I have a way to help you." ”

Ding Cun's eyes lit up: "What way?" ”

Half an hour later, the carriage left the capital, and about twenty miles north, a village appeared.

Song Shuwan listened to the coachman's reminder and tilted her head slightly: "It is difficult to study medicine, and it is taboo to build a car behind closed doors, I will bring you here to see for you, whether you can learn something from today's diagnosis and treatment depends on you." ”

Ding Cun nodded solemnly, and the expression on his face became solemn.

Seeing this, Song Shuwan didn't say anything more and led him out of the carriage.

On the other side, the people of the village noticed the approaching carriage, and after passing words to each other, they quickly gathered.

A middle-aged man asked, "Who are you?" What do you do in our big mountain village? ”

Song Shuwan looked around and said with a smile: "I'm waiting for Lang Zhong who is passing by, this is my little apprentice, I want to treat you in Dashan Village for free, I don't know what you think?" ”

In the silence, a woman cried out, "You really don't take money?" I don't think you're very old, are you and your apprentice good at medicine? Is it reliable? ”

Song Shuwan pursed her lips and chuckled: "I don't accept cashiers, although I am not very old, but I have been a traveling doctor with my master since I was a child. ”

After some remarks, many people showed a heart-warming expression.

Song Shuwan was not in a hurry, she just looked at it with a smile, and after a while, an old man came out of the crowd on crutches.

"I've seen this girl, the old man Liu Shan, who is the village chief of this big mountain village."

Song Shuwan saluted: "I've seen the village chief." ”

Then, she repeated the introduction she had just told the villagers.

Liu Shan swept over the two of them with a scrutinizing gaze, and after a moment let the villagers behind him prepare.

"Go and carry the table and chair again."

"Got it."

The corners of Song Shuwan's lips curled, the village chief believed her.

Not long after, Ding Cun sat on top and looked at the first old man who sat down with a solemn face: "It's rude." ”

Song Shuwan: "......"

Ding Cun is this too nervous, and his brain is broken?

She patted Ding Cun on the shoulder and said softly, "Relax, there is still a second pulse for me." ”

Ding Cun's stiff body gradually let go: "I know, Shi, master." ”

After that, Ding Cun checked the pulse once, and Song Shuwan checked the pulse once, and each time Ding Cun explained the patient's situation in detail and handed the written prescription to Song Shuwan.

Song Shuwan was responsible for revising the recipe, and from time to time told Ding Cun why it was changed like this.

An hour later, the villagers' pulse diagnosis was over, and there was no problem with a smile on their faces, and they basically took a prescription if they had any problems.

Liu Shan glanced at the villagers behind him, and smiled and arched his hand: "The two of you have worked hard, the hour is not early, can you stay for a light meal?" ”

Song Shuwan glanced at the sky and refused the village chief's invitation: "I'll rush to the capital later, so I won't stay here and leave." ”

Hearing this, Liu Shan put the two of them in the carriage.

"How? How much has been gained today? ”

Ding Cun's eyes lit up: "A lot, princess, I have gained a lot today, I finally know how to diagnose the pulse and how to prescribe a prescription." ”

The smile on the corner of Song Shuwan's mouth deepened: "If you know, you ......"

"Bang!"

A huge impact sound suddenly sounded, Song Shuwan's words stopped abruptly, and her body tilted to the side uncontrollably.

At the same time, shouts were heard from outside: "There are assassins! Protect the princess! ”