Jun Jiuling

"Good news, good news."

A clerk ran in hastily, shopkeeper Liu frowned.

"Be careful, don't make a fuss." He said displeased.

The boy stood up hurriedly.

"Miss Jun, you don't need to be surprised. Whether a man comes to get medicine or ask a doctor, you should put your mind on it." After the shopkeeper Liu taught the lesson, he picked up the teapot and poured tea before asking, "What's the matter?" ?”

"Boss, the Grand Hospital has asked Miss Jun to treat King Huai." The boy said hurriedly.

Shopkeeper Liu shook his hand, and the hot water in the teapot immediately spilled out, splashing him all over.

"The shopkeeper." The young man hurried forward to help.

Fortunately, he wore thick clothes in winter, so he wouldn't get burned, but he was a little embarrassed, but shopkeeper Liu didn't care about these things now.

"What did you say?" He asked anxiously, "Who are you treating?"

"Shopkeeper, do you still remember? At the time, Physician Jiang of the Imperial Hospital told Ms. Jun that he would let Ms. Jun treat the diseases he couldn't cure, and now he really..." said the young man with joy.

Before he could finish his sentence, shopkeeper Liu angrily pushed him away.

"Go, I can't tell you what happened for a long time." He shouted, and before the boy could speak again, he had already rushed out.

"It's too much fuss, I haven't said anything yet." The boy murmured with a puzzled expression.

When Shopkeeper Liu arrived at Jiulingtang, the store was busy packing up what Miss Jun was about to bring.

"Miss, can I really not go with you?" Liu Er said with regret.

"Liu'er has acne, but it will be passed on." Chen Qi said from the side.

"My lady is not afraid, and of course I am not." Liu'er glared at him.

"Your lady is amazing." Chen Qi chuckled and looked at Miss Jun again, "It will be even more amazing when you come back this time."

It's even more powerful, let's talk about it and come back.

"Miss Jun, it's acne." Shopkeeper Liu said, "This kind of disease is not curable."

Miss Jun hummed.

"But I will," she said.

It's acne, how can you be so sure? Shopkeeper Liu didn't know what to say.

"Miss Jun, do you know that it's King Huai..." he could only say.

Miss Jun interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"I know." She said, "It's not a question of who is sick. The hospital can't cure it. I said I can cure what they can't cure. What we are targeting now is this disease, not this person. "

What a child's talk, shopkeeper Liu smiled wryly.

If this person cannot be cured, someone will target you.

Although King Huai's illness was a coincidence, it must have been intentional for the Tai Hospital to recommend Miss Jun for treatment, so the old saying, don't eat to support yourself, don't talk too much is correct.

Who would have thought that such a dangerous disease would appear, and the person who got the disease was such a dangerous person.

"Miss, the hospital's car is here." The store clerk said.

Miss Jun nodded and reached out to pick up the medicine box. Liu Er was reluctant to let go, and Fang Jinxiu was a little worried.

"Don't worry, it's fine." Miss Jun smiled.

That was her brother, and she came to the capital to keep him safe.

Watching Miss Jun leave in the carriage, Shopkeeper Liu sighed again.

"Shopkeeper Liu, don't worry, it's a good thing it's cured." Chen Qi said.

"It can't be cured?" Shopkeeper Liu said angrily.

Chen Qi chuckled.

"That's acne, so it's no wonder if it can't be cured." He said, "It's a gamble. If it's cured, you can gain fame and fortune. It's okay to lose. There's nothing shameful if the acne is not cured."

Shopkeeper Liu snorted.

"If you win a bet, you gain fame and fortune, but if you lose, it's not as simple as just losing face," he said.

Chen Qi still smiled.

"But it's that simple for us, because there is an imperial decree," he said.

Shopkeeper Liu's expression softened slightly, yes, there is an imperial decree, there is an imperial decree, if there is any noble person in the palace who wants to cry and be unreasonable, he can use it.

But this imperial decree will probably be withdrawn, and he feels a little distressed when he thinks of this.

This bet is really not small.

"Don't look, we can't do anything else now, so let's create momentum." Chen Qi said.

Shopkeeper Liu glanced at him, what kind of momentum did he create?

"Acne, how terrible." Chen Qi said, "It's so difficult to cure."

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"A sore on the head, face, and body, which turns around in a short time, looks like a fire sore. They all wear white paste. They live with their decisions. Most of them die."

Ning Yunzhao read, put down the book in his hand and sighed.

"Now the imperial doctors are in a difficult situation."

Ning Yan, who was wearing a homely Taoist robe, frowned.

"Acne is not easy to cure, and we can't embarrass the imperial doctors." He said, looking at the scrolls and books that Ning Yunzhao piled up on several cases.

These are the records about acne that Ning Yunzhao found in his study all afternoon.

Ning Yunzhao picked up another volume and read it.

"In the fourth year of Yonghui, this sore flowed from west to east and spread all over the sea. There is no medicine to cure it." He read.

Ning Yan nodded.

"A disease that has no cure and is contagious is the plague." He said, "Some people in the capital are panicking now. Fortunately, King Huai has not gone out, and the disease can still be controlled in Prince Huai's mansion."

As he spoke, he looked at Ning Shishi who was sitting beside him.

"The soldiers and horses of the five cities have already started to sprinkle white ash all over the city, right?"

Ning nodded at eleven.

"It's already started." He said, and took out a book to read, "Brother Ten, why are you suddenly interested in this? Didn't you study behind closed doors and won't come out before the Chinese New Year?"

Ning Yan also looked over.

Ning Yunzhao put down the scroll in his hand.

"I'm just, a little bit sighing." He said, "King Huai has a lot of troubles."

Ning Yan looked somewhat disappointed, while Ning Shishi coughed lightly.

"Brother Ten, aren't you?" He said, "How can a saint disciple make such an exclamation?"

"Time is fate, this cannot be said to be a fateful fate." Ning Yan said, "There are countless children who have lost their parents in the world, and there are many people in the world who are difficult to treat. How can you just because he is King Huai Sad sigh?"

Ning Yunzhao stood up and listened, bowing in response.

Ning Shishi also stood up and listened with his hands down.

"Sickness is just sickness, how can I sigh with my life." Ning Yan said, "When you are sick, the doctors do their best to treat them. How many people in this world are sick even the doctors look down on them, so there is nothing to sigh about. "

Ning Yunzhao and Ning Shishi responded yes again.

Ning Yan glanced at them.

"Okay, you all go down, there are many things that benefit the country and the people, don't act like these little children." He said.

Ning Yunzhao and Ning Shishi responded yes, Shi Li withdrew.

Ning Shishi came out and let out a sigh of relief, raised his hand and punched Ning Yunzhao.

"It's all your fault." He said, "I'm free to lament anything, and I will be scolded for causing it."

Ning Yunzhao smiled and waved his hands.

"I'm bored with reading, so just think about it," he said.

Ning Shishi raised his foot and kicked him.

"Sing, play the piano and drink when you're bored," he said.

The two left talking and laughing. Mrs. Ning came to the study with tea soup and looked at Ning Yan who was packing the books.

"Teach the two of them what to do again." She scolded.

Ning Yan shook his head.

"Because of a single acne, you feel sad for the spring and the autumn, just like that ignorant woman." He said.

Madam Ning smiled.

"King Huai is a child after all, everyone is pitiful for this disease, and the imperial doctors said it can't be cured." She said, and laughed again at this point, "However, there is a new doctor, and it may be cured. "

Ning Yan heard that she hesitated to speak, and looked up at her.

"It's that Miss Jun's family." Mrs. Ning said.

Ning Yan frowned.

"Ridiculous," he said.

"What's ridiculous? It's obvious that I was tricked by the imperial doctors." Mrs. Ning covered her mouth with a smile, "Wait until she can't be cured, and the emperor punishes her."

Ning Yan put the scroll back on the table.

"A disease like acne can't be cured by doctors, so why punish it?" He said, "Has the emperor become a tool of their strife? It's shameful. I will never allow such things to tarnish His Majesty's reputation."

He paused here.

how….

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Ning asked.

Is Yunzhao nostalgic for King Huai, or for Miss Jun? Ning Yan frowned, maybe he was thinking too much.

"It's okay." Ning Yan said, took a sip of the tea soup.

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Ning Yunzhao, who walked out of Ning's house, breathed a sigh of relief, looked in the direction of Prince Huai's mansion for a moment, turned his gaze back and walked slowly along the street.

At this moment, Miss Jun's carriage stopped in front of Prince Huai's mansion.

The gate of Prince Huai's Mansion was closed tightly, and there was a strong smell of medicine in his mouth and nose. There were few people on this street, and it was dead quiet.

An imperial physician covered his mouth and nose with a muffler and knocked on the door, and the concierge who had already received the news opened the door.

"Miss Jun, please." The imperial physician did not enter, but stood outside the door and said, "Would you like to give it to you..."

Before the muffler came out, Miss Jun had already passed him in.

She looked at the straight Baiyuyong Road and walked slowly.

Jiufu, I'm here, I'm back.

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