Rebirth is not the queen's prostitute Wushuang

212 Dispensing: Yingxue is seriously ill

A few days later, a news came from the capital that the Prime Minister's Mansion was seriously ill and needed people born on the eighth day of the fourth month of the Yimao to contribute their blood to medicine to help their lives.

As the news spread, many people lamented that their birth date and horoscope were incorrect.

In Tianfu Building, the tables are full.

"Hey, have you heard that? The daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion is sick and said she is almost dying!" A big man blushed said in a rough voice, and he heard it in the whole building.

"Yes, yes!" said a scholar-like person on another table, "I heard that it was not Shangguan Yingxue who wanted to marry the Wing King, but the eldest lady who had been separated for many years in the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

The scholar's words exploded in Baili Bing's ears like a thunder.

"I also heard that it was the eldest lady who had been separated from the Prime Minister's Mansion for many years who was found back, and after returning home, she fell seriously ill. She hired many famous doctors, but they were not cured."

"In the past few days, everyone has been rumored that there is a medicine prepared by a famous doctor, which only requires the blood on the body of a person born on the eighth day of the fourth month of the year of Yimao to be used as a medicine guide." Another person said.

"You said, even if the Prime Minister's Mansion is willing to pay a lot of money, who is willing to cut a hole in his body and give her blood?" said the big red-faced man again.

"You said, the prime minister's mansion is sick and needs human blood to be used as medicine?" An old man with gray hair rushed forward and asked the big man with red face.

"Yes, Dad Liu, you should draw this kind of scene. Let us all see it." The red-faced man looked at the people in Tianfu Tower and asked with a smile, "You guys, right?"

"Dad Liu, your paintings of characters are so vivid. You should really draw this scene of cutting flesh and blood to save people!" The white-faced scholar also shouted loudly.

Everyone who said unreasonablely turned around and walked towards Baili Bing, "Da Bing, what they said must be Yingxue. Yingxue is sick, what should I do?" It turned out that this Liu Dad is Yingxue's adoptive father.

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Since Yingxue left, no one played the piano in Tianfu Building and his business became increasingly cold. So he volunteered to draw portraits in Tianfu Building, but he didn't expect it to be very popular.

Because his paintings are extremely similar, especially the eyes of people, it is very vivid, so although no one plays the piano and sings, the business unexpectedly becomes popular.

Seeing that the business was good, Baili Bing left behind Dad Liu, the follow-up wife of Dad Liu, who stayed in the kitchen to wash vegetables, cut vegetables, wash dishes, etc., which also saved Baili Bing from being too busy to take care of both before and after.

"Dad, calm down, it may not be Yingxue, maybe it is someone else." Baili Bing still looked expressionless, but in fact his heart was as excited as Dad Liu.

Those people continued to talk, "I heard that as long as someone is willing to release a bowl of blood from their bodies, they can get a hundred taels of gold!"

"Is that so? A hundred taels of gold? That's enough for an ordinary family to eat and drink well for several lifetimes!" said a person who was dressed in pretty gorgeously.

"Is that so many?" There were bursts of exclamations in the hall.

"The Prime Minister's family is indeed rich. If you only have a thousand gold, you can save it with a hundred taels of gold." Several people gathered together on a table and whispered.

"I really want to try it out, there is a hundred taels of gold!" said another person.

"Come on, you!" The person opposite him pointed at him and laughed, "Do you have the right time to have your birthday? What they want is from Yimao, which year are you?"