Lu Zheng, who was squatting in the courtyard of Lingyang Prince's Mansion, making porridge, was seen by Imperial Doctor Zheng Zhang. The old physician trembled his fingers and threw Lu Zheng like a vegetable leaf into a small pot. He almost lost his breath and said, "This is... The best snow lotus! How could you waste it like this? What a waste of natural resources——"
Lu Zheng: "I've been drinking this since I was a child. It's just a bowl of porridge."
Doctor Zhang: "..."
Xiao Qi: He can testify that it is like this.
Doctor Zhang looked at her for a few times, then remembered the rumors in Beijing and asked uncertainly: "Are you that little miracle doctor?"
Miracle doctor? Didn't her senior brother say that her medical skills were poor? Lu Zheng, who could only do odd jobs in the valley, never knew how advanced his medical skills were, waved his hand: "I'm not a miracle doctor. I can't even cure his mute disease."
Xiao Qi: Who was the person who made Prince Zhenbei stand up yesterday, who had been paralyzed for many years? Who was the person who brought the old princess of Jinyang back to life the day before yesterday?
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