All Hail Cousin Brother

Chunxiao stepped forward to give Yang Shi's salute, and then said: "Hu Yuyi, the holy hand of Xinglin, is rarely invited to the door. The eldest miss has ordered a servant to come here. Please ask Hu Yuyi to go to Qingyuan Hospital to show Young Master Biao."

As soon as she heard this, Yang Shuwan knew that she was negligent, and said quickly, "Then I will have to go again with Royal Doctor Hu."

Compared with the old lady, Yu Jianjia, there is still a real patient in the Yu residence. Since Yuyi Hu is here, it is natural that he has to go to the Qingyuan Hospital.

Now that he came to the door, he naturally had to show all his fellow-robed benevolence, and Yuyi Hu nodded: "This is what it should be."

Chunxiao led Yuyi Hu to the Qingyuan Hospital.

At this time, it was already dark, there were lights everywhere in the house, the door was locked in the Qingyuan courtyard, Chunxiao stepped forward and knocked on the door. Immediately, he put on a smile: "Miss Chunxiao, come here so late, but what's wrong with Miss?"

Chun Xiao said politely: "The family has hired a powerful imperial doctor, and the girl asked me to bring it to Young Master Biao to have a look."

The little servant on the side wisely ran to pass the message, the old woman quickly opened the door, humbly invited Chun Xiao and Hu Yuyi into the door, and led the two into the yard.

Zhou Linghuai was swiping ink in the study, while Chang An waited on the pen and ink. He turned his head and glanced at the table not far away. There were a few light snacks and a cup of supplements. , the young master who is burying his head in writing.

The wild grass that ghosts don't know, sway freely, the power of the pen is penetrating through the paper, and there is a majestic momentum. At a glance, I feel that this word is like a sword clanging, so fierce, it is so overwhelming that people can't breathe.

Chang An shook his head and sighed. He didn't know who the young master taught him to provoke him. Recently, his temperament has become more and more uncertain and elusive.

"Dong dong dong——" There was a knock on the door from outside: "The youngest is from the concierge. The eldest lady sent Miss Chunxiao to bring the imperial doctor here."

Chang'an turned his head and glanced at the young master. Seeing the young master who was still swiping ink before, he did not know when to stop the ink, and even threw the big money in his hand into the pen washer. It seemed that he did not intend to continue writing anymore. Somewhat worried, he said, "Quickly invite Miss Chunxiao and the imperial doctor."

The boy ran away smartly.

Chang An walked to the desk, and before he could speak, he heard Zhou Linghuai say in a low voice, "I heard."

Chang'an was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look at the young master, and saw that the young master's expression was the same as before, but a pair of black eyebrows, thick into a bun, showed a freehand and stretch like a danqing ink rhythm.

Chang'an was still in a daze, Zhou Linghuai had already turned the wheel out of the study and went directly to the hall.

Chunxiao and Hu Yuyi were both waiting in the hall.

Seeing Zhou Linghuai coming, Chunxiao stepped forward to greet him, and explained the purpose of his visit by the way: "This is the Royal Doctor Hu in the palace, and the very powerful Saint Hand of Xinglin."

The pale lips lifted lightly, and Zhou Linghuai stretched out his wrist: "There is a Laohu Imperial Physician."

Hu Yuyi also heard a little about the young master Biao, who came to the Yu residence, and knew that his legs and feet were not very flexible, but he did not expect that he was sitting in a wheelchair, and couldn't help but carefully looked at him several times.

Seeing that he is still young, but he is already a rare handsome and handsome, with a chime and ink that is hard to write, and there is already a vaguely noble demeanor in his body, and a graceful bearing. In addition to admiration, he can't help but feel sorry.

After a while, Yu-Yi Hu calmed his mind and stroked his long beard to check his pulse. After a while, he said, "Young Master Zhou, your tongue is red and tender, with white fur, a thin and weak pulse, stagnant qi and blood stasis, and the meridians are not smooth, Miss. He explained to the maid, that Young Master Zhou fell off the horse and taught the horse to step on the leg, which should have injured the spinal cord and damaged the vitality of the root bone, and the old man has no good remedy.

As he spoke, he shook his head, showing a helpless expression, this week, Young Master Zhou Biao is obviously a body that died young.

Zhou Linghuai nodded and said nothing.

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Yuyi Hu could also guess that this young master Zhou had been looking for a lot of doctors and medicines over the years, and the result was about the same as his diagnosis, so he looked down on it.

Therefore, he is also impressed by this young master Zhou. Ordinary people know that he has become a cripple, and they do not know what it will be like to be decadent, but looking at this young master Zhou, his whole body is calm and light, and there is a faint smell of ink on his body. Apparently he's still a hard worker.

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't help but try harder: "Master Zhou has this disease, and he needs to recuperate his vitality. The old man has a secret recipe for nourishing vitality, and Master Zhou can give it a try."

This secret recipe was passed down from the previous dynasty and was kept in the bookstore of the Taiyuan Hospital. He also accidentally discovered that the medicinal materials he needed were not only rare, but also contained a lot of poisonous substances. For example, there is one medicine in it. When it comes to the feces of Hanhao insects, the nobles in the palace are very particular about it, and they are unwilling to use these filth.

There are also some highly poisonous things, and the slightest carelessness is to see blood seal the throat.

Therefore, he did not dare to give the good medicine to the nobles, and he did not dare to let the nobles know, and it was destroyed on the spot.

I am willing to give it to Zhou Linghuai, in addition to showing some pity for Zhou Linghuai, and a little bit of kindness to the doctor, I also want to know how effective this prescription is?

If the test is successful, it can also be used as a means of guaranteeing his bottom line in the future, and maybe he can still make contributions.

Even if it doesn't work, it has nothing to do with him.

Zhou Linghuai didn't know what he was thinking, but he just thanked: "Thank you, Royal Doctor Hu."

Yu-Yi Hu nodded, sat down at the table and wrote two prescriptions, one was the secret recipe for nourishing the vitality, and the other was the prescription for strengthening the body and nourishing the vitality and activating the blood.

After that, Hu Yushu explained a few more words.

Before Chang'an could make money, Chunxiao presented a delicate snuff bottle. Yuyi Hu wanted to refuse, but when he saw the craftsmanship of this snuff bottle, he had only seen it at the sage in the palace, and his eyes were immediately straight. While sighing secretly for Miss Yu's generosity, she said two polite words, and then she accepted it.

After sending the imperial doctor away, Chun Xiao immediately returned to the Qingyuan Hospital: "Don't disturb Young Master Biao's rest, the slaves will go back first."

Zhou Linghuai nodded and asked suddenly, "But cousin is not feeling well?"

He knew about Yuyi Hu. It was the history of the Taiyuan Hospital. His medical skills were not under Uncle Sun, so he couldn't be invited. He invited Yuyi Hu most of the night, something must have happened.

Chun Xiao's eyes flickered, and he said, "That's not true. It was the third young lady who suddenly passed out. The master took his own sign and invited Royal Doctor Hu to come over. Naturally, he had to show Young Master Biao together."

Zhou Linghuai nodded and asked Changan to send Chunxiao off.

As soon as Chang'an left, Zhou Linghuai's expression darkened, and he shouted out of thin air, "Yin San!"

A dense tree in the courtyard rustled twice, and a black shadow suddenly fell in front of Zhou Linghuai: "What's your order, young master?"

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To borrow from the end of the chapter, this is not a rebirth essay, and the heroine's dream is not a rebirth dream, but a warning dream!

The heroine had a dream of a future warning that actually happened in a parallel world.

If the heroine doesn't have this dream, her future will be the same as in the parallel world. She misses out with her cousin, marries Song Mingzhao, leads her into medicine, and finally dies tragically!

Some readers have questioned whether the ancient heart disease can survive. To explain, Yu Jianjia's heart disease, I set the heart valve prolapse, this can be very serious, or it can be fine, as long as it is not done, it is basically nothing.