On the balcony, in a good guest room.
The female steward was wearing plain clothes and lying on the bed covered with a red quilt.
The quilt doesn't look thin, it's very thick, and it should be very warm.
But the female steward's face was frighteningly white, and her body was very cold, as if the cotton stuffing in the quilt was fake.
Surrounding the bed are beauties on the balcony, all of whom are prostitutes with a certain degree of autonomy.
No matter what they were thinking in their hearts, their faces always looked worried.
Some were still on the verge of tears, wiping tears from the corners of their eyes with handkerchiefs from time to time.
Carrying a medicine box, Xia Wuqi, with dark hair and an old face, wearing a palace official uniform, put his left hand on the female steward's wrist and closed his eyes to feel the pulse of the female steward.
A few moments.
Xia Wuji opened his eyes and looked at the pretty and pale female steward, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"My body is empty when I'm in charge, but I often do male-female things with others?"
It would be extremely disrespectful to ask this question elsewhere.
But this is a tower, a land of romance, so Xia Wuji's question is not too abrupt.
"How could it be? The steward has only served Lord Chang'an! No one else has!"
"That's true. Apart from Lord Chang'an, there is no other man in charge of the affairs. How could he be in such a bad state?"
"Although our skills were all taught by Guan Shi, Guan Shi has never been keen on this."
"Could it be that Lord Chang'an has too much demand, and the steward serves Lord Chang'an ten times once..."
A beautiful woman wearing a light yellow shirt whispered.
As soon as these words came out, the beauty who had served Ying Chengyu stopped talking and showed her original expression.
Other beauties who had never served Ying Chengyu had a strange look in their eyes when they saw this.
They often heard from the sisters in the building that Mr. Changan had a lot of money, but they always took it as a joke.
How can anyone do that based on time? It only comes once every three or two days!
But now the stewardess is dying, and the imperial doctor orders Xia Wuji to ask questions, but these sisters still reply like this.
Could it be that the words I thought were teasing before were all true?
Xia Wuji lowered his eyes to prevent these beauties from seeing the strange color in his eyes.
"Yesterday, my colleagues in the department dealt with it in a timely manner, and the steward is no longer in danger. Now she is still unconscious. It is because she does not want to wake up, and the medicine and stone are useless. Physical illness is easy to heal, but a broken heart is difficult to heal. The steward's soul is more powerful than the body. Weak. If you lie like this for three days without waking up, once your soul is gone, even if your pulse is left, what is lying here is just a shell."
Xia Wuqi is a world-famous doctor and the descendant of Bian Que, the founder of medicine.
Xia Wuji said that those who couldn't be saved could basically be found in Xianyang City, and no one could be saved alive.
"Please ask the imperial doctor to make your hands be kind and help the steward!"
"The steward treated me very well. The imperial doctor ordered me to save the steward!"
"But we are short of gold? Even though we are of low status, we can still scrape together two gold!"
Upon hearing Xia Wuji's words, all the girls showed anxious expressions on their faces and collected money on the spot.
Some took off the hairpins on their heads, some took off the jade bracelets on their hands, and some hurried out of the door and went to their rooms to get the money they had stored in the boxes over the years.
Xia Wuji didn't stop him either.
He stuffed the housekeeper's weak and transparent hands back into the quilt, and the old man just sat there waiting for the women to raise money, as if he really wanted money.
There was a sound of kicking and tapping on the wooden floor.
The girls each took their valuables, stood in front of Xia Wuji, and handed them into the hands of an oval-faced beauty who was usually quite prestigious.
The oval-faced beauty with pear blossoms in the rain timidly approached Xia Wuji.
"Is this enough for the imperial doctor's order? If it's still less, just let me wait for a few days. We can write down the money we owe. Can you treat me first?"
These prostitutes, who are not concubines, have recently taken clients as if they were concubines.
As long as the guest can afford the money, they can satisfy the guest's request - even the most shameless ones.
"The doctor doesn't charge for it. I did my best. You also did your best, so don't worry." Xia Wuji said softly.
This sentence was naturally meant to comfort the girls.
Xia Wuqie knew very well how the beauties on the balcony got their money. He didn't want to take the hard-earned money of these poor women.
Xia Wuji came here today to help the steward. When he entered, he observed the faces of the other beauties and found that all of them looked depressed.
If you don't care, the depression in your heart may be gone in a few days.
But it is also possible that the mind affects the body, causing the body to develop symptoms.
Asking all the beauties to get their money means that Xia Wuqie is treating their illnesses. He wants them to know that they have done everything they can for the management, so that they can rest assured of the remorse in their hearts.
This is treating the disease before it occurs - eradicating the root cause of the disease before it occurs.
Doctors are kindhearted.
"If even the Imperial Physician's Order cannot save the Steward, who else in the world can rescue the Steward? The Imperial Physician does not like money, so does he want me to die?"
The oval-faced beauty put down the money in her hand, grabbed the ribbon tied around Yingying's waist with her slender fingers, and pulled gently.
"The Imperial Physician ordered that you only look for me when you come to the balcony from now on. I can stipulate that I will not charge any money from the Imperial Physician's order."
The beauty behind the oval-faced woman showed some hesitation, and she slightly frowned as if she couldn't make a decision.
This unlimited service to Xia Wuji without charging a penny is not comparable to what I had just collected money for. This is a lifetime thing, and not many people are willing to do it.
Only three or two beauties followed the oval-faced beauty and said.
"I can also sign a written note! I don't charge a single fee from the imperial doctor's order!"
"Me too."
"If the imperial doctor orders you to do so, I can also serve together!"
Seeing that the oval-faced beauty had her hands on her clothes, she was about to take off her clothes.
Xia Wuji hurriedly stopped.
"Wait a minute, girl! Wuji really doesn't have this intention!"
How can you trust a beauty with an oval face?
Men do not love money, but love sex. This is the truth that is spread throughout the world.
Since the imperial doctor did not take money, he must be in love with sex.
According to the words of Lord Chang'an, the imperial doctor is just showing off at this moment.
The oval-faced beauty looked timid, but her hand movements were not timid at all. Her smooth shoulders were exposed to everyone.
"offend!"
The oval-faced beauty only heard Xia Wuji say these two words, and her arm felt numb, and her entire arm was completely numb!
She turned pale and screamed.
"What did the imperial doctor do to me!"
"Bold! This balcony is my territory! Mr. Xia, how dare you be unreasonable to my beauty!" The door was pushed open with great force, and Ying Chengyu rushed in with an unhappy look on his face.
When Ying Chengyu broke into the room, the first thing he saw was this.
In front of Xia Wuqie stood almost all the prostitutes on the balcony, all of whom had hesitant expressions on their faces.
There were two prostitutes whose clothes hung extremely evenly from top to bottom, and their waists were not contracted, obviously without any girdle.
In the front, the oval-faced beauty standing in front of Xia Wuqie showed her smooth and white shoulders. The oval-faced beauty was the most expensive prostitute on the terrace!
Ying Chengyu's face became even more angry, and he slowly walked in front of Xia Wuji, stroking his fists with a fierce look on his face.
Xia Wuji had a grimace on his face, and first bowed to Ying Chenglong.
"Greetings to Lord Chang'an."
Then he smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Chang'an, I didn't do anything."
Ying Chengyu sneered: "Who do you want to do?"
