"Wonton ~ Delicious wonton ~"

"Do you want to eat ravioli?" The stall owner who set up a stall under the locust tree greeted Xiao Qi and the three people standing in front of his stall warmly.

Xiao Qi didn't look at the stall owner, but stared intently at Lu Zheng, who was burying her head in the wonton stall and had already eaten the second bowl of wontons, at this time, the last wonton in the Lu Zheng bowl had already been eaten, and she didn't raise her head, "Boss, another bowl!" ”

"Okay~"

Xiao Qi: "......" No wonder Xiaofuzi complained that he ate less a few days ago.

Lu Zheng, who was about to drink soup, only felt that it was dark in front of her, she held the bowl in her hand, looked up and saw that it was Xiao Qi, and there were two people standing behind her, which was very self-cooked.

"Why are you here? His chicken soup wontons are not bad, and the chef in your house has a fight, do you want to have a bowl? ”

She also came with a scent, and believed that she was right.

Xiao Qi turned his head and glanced at Xiao Fuzi, who was still holding Lu Zheng's burden, and immediately understood, "Boss, have another bowl." ”

Who is this girl, and how does she feel very familiar with his family? Shizi not only chased people here, but also sat down to eat wontons with her?

Also, when did she go to Lingyang Palace? How do you know how the chefs of Lingyang Mansion are cooking? Xiao Fuzi looked at Changping with a puzzled face, and the other party gave him a look that he didn't know either.

Lu Zheng saw that Xiao Qi was still holding her unfinished baked cake in his hand, and asked him, "Do you eat it?" ”

But her eyes were read by several people for the first time, and she wanted to eat.

Xiao Qi handed over the baked cake in his hand, Lu Zheng took it and ate it, raised his hand and asked the stall owner to hand the wonton to Xiao Qi first, signaling him to eat it first.

The moment Xiao Qi lowered her head, her eyes swept over Lu Zheng's left hand, which she had been holding on to something.

At this time, the stall owner sent another bowl of wontons, Lu Zheng subconsciously moved the wontons in front of him with the left hand he was holding, and the moment she opened her hand, a fragrance passed from the tip of Xiao Qi's nose, exactly the same as what she smelled on the front street.

It turned out that the fragrance was really hers, and he had smelled it in the valley.

After the third bowl of wontons, Xiaofuzi and Changping glanced at each other, this girl has a really good appetite.

Lu Zheng also showed a satisfied look on his face, and when Xiao Qi put down the spoon and asked him with a smile: "I want to play in the capital for a few days, but I don't know anyone here, can I borrow it for a few days in your house?" ”

The most important thing is that she really likes the chefs in Lingyang Palace, and she misses it these days.

Although Xiao Qi's eyes were not very cold, they were not gentle, and Lu Zheng also knew that the two were not familiar with each other, and said: "I won't live in vain, I know a little medical skills, I can help the people in your house to see a headache and brain fever, you see, is it okay?" ”

Besides, Xiao Qi also had several chronic poisons on her body, what if there was a place for her?

The sunlight sprinkled through the gap on Xiao Qi's porcelain-like face, his phoenix eyes were still indifferent, he stared at Lu Zheng's mouth one by one, and the sound he once made in his ears was crisp and pleasant.

At this time, a strong thought hit his mind, and he wanted to speak, no matter what ...... With whose voice.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Lu Zheng asked again: "I won't stay too long, is it okay?" ”

He can't be so stingy, can he? When he left her a book before, he was obviously very polite, or was he very wary of himself? After all, something unthinkable happened between the two.

Just when Lu Zheng thought that he would not respond, Xiao Qi's eyes moved up, looked at Lu Zheng's eyes, and nodded.

Lu Zheng was overjoyed, and a pair of colorful eyes appeared with a sparkling smile: "I know that you are not that kind of person." ”

She stared at Xiao Qi's eyes and answered the question he had asked in the book, her eyes seemed to be looking at a child, and several people only heard her say: "My surname is Lu, and my single name is a Zheng character, Qin Zheng's Zheng." ”

Hearing this, Xiaofuzi and Changping were a little confused, what does this mean? Could it be that their son doesn't know this girl?

Xiao Qi's expression was still faint, he just bowed slightly, and silently recited it in his heart, Lu Zheng.

At this moment, Xiao Qi, who couldn't speak, was extremely sensitive in his heart and was still a teenager, would not have thought of what the girl in front of him would bring him, and when he was young, his friend asked him with a smile, what is the young Lu Zheng to him?

At that time, Xiao Qi, the king of Lingyang, who had long been able to speak, remembered those dark and bloody nights, those nightmares that always lingered, and the darkness that he couldn't see the end of his eyes even if he tried his best to open his eyes.

What was that glimmer of light to him, who was already in the middle of an endless hell?

Was her bright smile diluting his sorrow and being praised by everyone as his anti-anxiety fruit? Was it her amazing healing skills that cured his dumb illness and became his exclusive miracle doctor? Or was it the blood fragrance that caused a sensation in the world for many days when the apricot blossoms rained in March that year?

At a certain moment of life and death, Xiao Qi finally understood.

He looked at his friend beside him, the corners of his lips curled, and his voice was extremely faint: "God." ”

His gods.

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Huayitang.

Dong Qicai was dragged back from the street, although it was a little rude, but the people who went to ask him kept apologizing all the way.

He knew that this was to save people's hearts, so how could he care, before he arrived at the door of the Huayi Hall, he bumped into the patient he wanted to treat, and the man with his eyes swollen from crying was holding a beautiful boy in his arms, which seemed to be the person he wanted to heal.

On the way, Dong Qicai had already asked about the symptoms, although Yang Xia was anxious, he also said it clearly and clearly, and even recited the prescription, and he knew that it was not good when he heard it.

But at this time, seeing Song Si, who was lying in the medical hall and was about to wake up, asked, after Dr. Dong took the pulse a few times, frowned and asked Yang Dong again: "How did that person prick your son-in-law with a needle?" Where are they all pierced? ”

Yang Dong: Didn't he already say "......" twice?

"What's wrong with my son-in-law? Please also ask Dr. Dong to inform. Yang Xia squeezed Yang Dong away and bowed to Dong Qicai.

Dong Qicai, who had a gray beard, withdrew his hand to touch the pulse, and looked at Song Siwen's face with some complexity, if there is anything wrong, according to the symptoms described by Yang Xia and him and the prescriptions that Song Siwen has taken these days, this Song Gongzi has already been hanging on to his life, and it stands to reason that this will have returned to the West.

But now? Although this pulse is weak, the symptoms are also there, and there is no problem in living for a year and a half.

What exactly is a stitch? How can it work?

"Your son-in-law has been tired these days, he doesn't think about tea and dinner, he can't sleep at night, and he will have palpitations when he walks a few steps?" Dong Qicai asked.

Yang Xia nodded: "Yes, Dr. Dong is absolutely right, our son-in-law hasn't slept for a whole number of days." ”

Dong Qicai bowed his head and asked again: "Then his mood is a little abnormal today?" ”

Song Siwen asked Dong Qicai to see a lot of this symptom, most of them were infected with wind and cold when he was a child, and it was not good again and again, so his heart was damaged, and he suffered from heart disease, and he was most afraid of wind cold and emotional agitation.

Yang Dong hurriedly said: "Passing by Lingyang today, the eldest brother went to buy pastries for the son, I accompanied the son on the street, the son didn't know who he saw, he looked a little excited, and chased after him, and when I caught up, the son had fallen to the ground." ”

Dong Qicai stared at Song Siwen's face, and said solemnly: "Although there is no obstacle to life, but ......"

Yang Xia's hearts were hung again, and they heard Dong Qicai say: "Your son's illness ...... I'll have to look for that man. ”