Jingzen Temple.
Lu Zheng, who had already followed Xiao Qi to the main hall to pay homage, felt her knees were a little sore. She slipped out of the main hall while Xiao Qi was not paying attention and waited outside.
Xiao Fuzi followed him out at some point. He walked to Lu Zheng, first looked back inside, and then spoke to Lu Zheng: "The Suzhai here is very famous. If Miss Lu likes it, the prince will accompany Miss Lu in the future." Came together."
In this way, the eldest son of his family can often come to Jingchan Temple, because every time he returns home from Jingchan Temple, Xiao Qi can still have a good sleep.
Lu Zheng nodded. If it was really delicious, then of course he would come here more often.
After a while, Xiao Qi came out of the main hall, and a young novice led a few people to the courtyard behind the main hall.
A monk was waiting outside the courtyard gate. When he saw Xiao Qi arriving, he clasped his hands and looked compassionate: "The prince is here."
Xiao Qi returned the greeting, and when he raised his head, the ice and snow in his eyes melted, as if Xiao Qi's whole aura had changed as soon as he entered the temple.
Gentle and calm, Master Wuming saw it and was very pleased.
At this time, his eyes fell on Lu Zheng, and he was slightly startled. He felt that he had not seen such a pure person for a long time, especially Lu Zheng's watery eyes, which were clear, clean, and untainted by dust.
Xiao Fuzi then introduced: "This is Miss Lu Zhenglu. She has very good medical skills. She is currently recuperating the health of my eldest son."
Xiao Fuzi said to Lu Zheng again: "This is Master Wuming from Jingchan Temple."
Lu Zheng imitated Xiao Qi's behavior without losing etiquette, "My little girl, Lu Zheng, has met the master."
Master Wu Ming looked at Lu Zheng with a smile on his face, as if looking at a junior, "I haven't seen someone like Miss Lu for a long time. I am very lucky today. Miss Lu, please come in."
Before noon, Lu Zheng sat bored and listened to Master Wu Ming talking to Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi wrote his words in a pamphlet with charcoal in response to Master Wu Ming.
The little novice monk brought a plate of wild fruits. Xiao Fuzi stepped forward to take it and was about to hold it in front of Xiao Qi. When he caught Xiao Qi's eyes, the plate turned around in the air and landed in Lu Zheng's hand.
Lu Zheng saw the red wild fruits and thought they looked pretty. She reached out and took one, put it in her mouth and took a bite.
The next moment, strong sourness spread in Lu Zheng's mouth. Her facial features were so sour that she could not help but tremble.
Why is it so sour?
Xiao Qi, who was communicating with Master Wuming, saw this and tasted one suspiciously. Then he looked at Lu Zheng with a normal expression, as if to say, it was not sour at all.
Lu Zheng was stunned. Could it be that she had chosen a bad choice?
Xiao Fuzi suddenly said, "Oh, I was so careless. I only remembered that the prince likes to eat wild fruits in the back mountains, but I forgot that Miss Lu likes sweets."
Whenever he eats desserts, Lu Zheng always adds double sugar. This wild fruit is actually not too sour, but for someone like Lu Zheng who only likes sweets, it is indeed very sour.
Lu Zheng looked helpless. This little Fuzi only had eyes for his master. She put down the uneaten half of the fruit in her hand, just waiting to eat it.
At this moment, Lu Zheng vaguely heard someone calling her, and the voice seemed urgent.
Chang Ping was the first to hear the sound in the distance. He glanced at Lu Zheng first, then took a step forward and said to Xiao Qi: "Your Majesty, someone is here to find Miss Lu."
"It sounds like he should be the second master of Huhe Hall." Changping has an amazing ear and a good memory. Although Li Ao didn't say a few words yesterday, Changping memorized everything.
Lu Zheng was slightly startled, "Huhe Hall?"
Ordinarily, Fan Wei should be still asleep now, so there shouldn't be anything wrong. Could it be a problem with the medicine? Or is it because of the acupuncture? Lu Zheng began to doubt his medical skills.
At this moment, Li Ao had already led someone to look for him. He went to Lu Zheng first. Human lives were a matter of great importance, so Lian Xin informed Li Ao of Xiao Qi's itinerary.
When Li Ao saw Lu Zheng, he felt like he had met his savior.
"Miss Lu, help me, Miss Lu, help me!"
"Miss Lu, help me——"
Lu Zheng quickly stood up from the stone bench, took two quick steps, and grabbed Li Ao, who was about to kneel down. But Li Ao was so tall and strong, how could Lu Zheng hold him back? Lu Zheng staggered, but Chang Ping, with quick eyesight and quick hands, helped her up and prevented her from being brought down by Li Ao.
"The medicine didn't work? How is Mr. Fan now?"
Li Ao shook his head, his eyes were red, and his voice was urgent: "It's not Mr. Fan! It's my roommate. She is eight months pregnant. She accidentally fell down today and asked Miss Lu for help!"
After he said this and bowed again, Lu Zheng's outstretched hand froze. She...didn't see a pregnant woman.
"I've asked several gynecological experts to help, but I can't help it. I need Miss Lu's skillful hands and kindness to save...save my sister-in-law."
As he spoke, Li Ao's eyes continued to fill with tears. His parents died early, leaving him with only an infant girl.
Li Ru was raised by him, and she was the only person he had blood relations with in the world.
Lu Zheng couldn't bear it, but she still said, "This woman gave birth to a baby... I don't know much about it, and I have never shown it to anyone else."
Li Ao was stunned when he heard this. If even Lu Zheng couldn't do anything, then what about his little sister?
Seeing his dejected look, Lu Zheng suggested, "But I can go and have a look with you. If other doctors say that your sister needs an acupuncture, I might..."
Get the needle!
Yes, she is so good with silver needles that she can definitely help his little sister.
"Thank you, Miss Lu! Thank you, Miss Lu!"
Xiao Qi had already stood up, motioning for Lu Zheng to go first, and then gave Chang Ping a look, asking him to follow.
Lu Zheng hurriedly said goodbye to Master Wuming and left quickly with Li Ao and others, while Xiao Qi continued to communicate with Master Wuming.
Lu Zheng couldn't ride a horse, so he was led by Changping all the way to the city. Fortunately, Jingchan Temple was not too far away from the city.
However, before Lu Zheng dismounted and could complain about Chang Pingdian's power, faint cries could be heard in the backyard of Huhe Hall.
Li Ao's face turned pale and he immediately ran inside.
When Lu Zheng entered, he heard Li Ao's cries. The sobs made the people waiting in the courtyard blush. When Li Shixiong saw Lu Zheng arriving, he stepped forward and said, "The doctors can't tell. Miss Lu, come and take a look!"
In an instant, Lu Zheng felt that several eyes were directed at her, and their eyes were full of inquiry.
When Lu Zheng entered the room, she saw Li Ao lying next to the bed, crying and calling the young woman on the bed, "Little sister... little sister, wake up... brother..."
"Brother...invited Miss Lu for you. You...didn't you say you admired Miss Lu yesterday?"
Yesterday, Li Ru heard about Lu Zheng's treatment of Mr. Fan. She also thought about having the opportunity to meet the little miracle doctor that others said. How could she have thought about it?
Li Ao wiped away tears again and held Li Ru's hand tightly. Kneeling next to him was a middle-aged woman who was Li Ao's wife. She had no children and raised this sister-in-law as her daughter. How could she not be sad now? ?
She cried and persuaded: "Ru'er has left. As the head of the house, please let Ru'er leave in peace."
"We, Ru'er, have a hard life. We finally found a good husband, but it was short-lived, and we couldn't give birth to a child smoothly..."
"Ru'er is so kind. She will definitely have a good pregnancy in her next life. Master, please let go..."
Li Ao turned around and was about to scold him when he caught Lu Zheng's eyes. Before he could speak, Lu Zheng had already stepped forward, felt for his pulse, closed his eyes and concentrated, and then frowned.
It was too weak, almost non-existent. If she hadn't learned the pulse detection technique taught by his senior brother last year, she would have thought that this little girl from the Li family had already passed away, right?
How to save? How to save?
