Chapter 9 Looking for a doctor in Jiangnan

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I believe that people can change their destiny. Wen Bohan had already driven the carriage to the Tongzhou Canal and changed it to a larger ship.

Although he could only lie down in the cabin, Wen Bohan was very careful in order to let Ning Yiye see the scenery of the mountains and rivers. With the majestic surrounding mountains, a four-wheel wheelchair was pushed out of nowhere. Ning Yiye looked at it very curiously. , I don’t know where I came from, I have never seen it before, and I want to get off the bed in the cabin. Wen Bohan said: "This is a four-wheel wheelchair. I will carry you and sit down. You can push it and walk around first to have a look."

Ning Yanye was a little shy when he was holding her, so she quickly said: "Forget it, I'd better go by myself!"

Wen Bohan stepped forward to hug her, and at this moment Ning Yanye's heartbeat accelerated, and her face turned red with embarrassment. Wen Bohan felt that the girl in his arms was panting softly, and the fragrance was lingering, and her heart almost jumped from her mouth. When I came out and touched the soft and delicate skin, I didn't know what to do for a while.

"Put me down."

Wen Bohan slowly settled her down, feeling a little at a loss. The two of them were embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"You can, let me push you, it's more convenient."

"Where did you get this from?"

"I bought it. You don't have to worry. If you feel tired from pushing it, I can ask someone to help you install the mechanism later. It will save you effort and is convenient."

"You hope that your body will always be in bad shape and you won't be able to walk upright." Ning Yanye joked.

"That's not what I meant. I didn't know what to say for a moment." Maybe he still hasn't recovered from the embarrassment just now.

I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously.

Wen Bohan nodded.

No need, Ning Yanye was pushed by him to the deck of the cabin, looking at the blue sky and green mountains. They were different from the snow-covered mountains in Kunlun. They had a soft beauty and were different from the mountain scenery in the north. Beautiful scenery, beautiful paintings, and feeling relaxed and happy.

At this time, the misty rain is hazy, and there is a slight drizzle falling, while the surrounding mountains are shrouded in mist, and the slight drizzle is rippling. The drizzle has the tranquility and simplicity of spring in the mountain spring, and a continuous poetic feeling. The drizzle filled with water clouds is not gloomy. Sadness is only fresh and green.

The open oil umbrella blocked the drizzle. The open catkins were a little disappointed because they couldn't catch the continuous drizzle. The person holding the umbrella was Wen Bohan. Ning Xiye, who had never seen drizzle before, was very curious about this drop. The sound of drops of rain falling to the ground is like the beautiful music played by a guzheng.

"When you get better, I'll take you to take a good look at the mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, just in case you think you won't like the rain at that time."

How come, I think your Jiangnan is picturesque, with green water and green mountains. I have only read about Jiangnan in poems before. Today is the first time I see Jiangnan.

"When you are well, I will take you to Nanjing."

“Where is Nanjing?”

Wen Bohan remembered that she was outside the customs, and the land of Kunlun was also called overseas. He didn't know that Nanjing was normal. "It is the ancient name Jinling you said."

"Nanjing is beautiful! Where is Suzhou! I only know that Suzhou is Suzhou, right!"

You will feel different in Suzhou. When you lean on a stone while leaning against the water, the swimming fish will come out to listen; when you pillow against the current, the stone will turn into a butterfly and forget about the opportunity.

The ship docked at the Suzhou Canal section. Wen Bohan pushed Ning Zhiye through the market and walked around to a courtyard with black tiles and white walls. Wen Bohan knocked on the door. The man who opened the door was very respectful and a good person. Welcoming them into the courtyard, which is more like a garden, leading them from the verandah to a deep courtyard, they are greeted by the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the faint and refreshing fragrance of medicine.

There are two pairs of couplets posted on the door of the courtyard that look like couplets but don't look like couplets. They are heartless, heartless, righteous, filial and unfaithful. The two characters "Mo Doctor" were displayed.

Ning Yanye frowned, thinking that it was definitely hopeless.

Wen Bohan pushed her in, looked at the bottles and jars in the courtyard, and some medicinal herbs, and bowed and saluted: "Sister Qianzhi, Wen Bohan wants to see you."

At this time, a young woman came out of the room. She was not very old. She was dressed in blue and green clothes, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers, water mist and green grass. She was wearing a thin veil of green water. Her shoulders were cut into waists. Plain, the skin is like fat and the air is blue. The big eyes twinkled as if they could talk.

Looking at Wen Bohan coming up to him, Murong Qianzhi said: "What kind of fragrant wind has brought our brother Bohan here."

Wen Bohan said: "I don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. Of course I want to ask for Sister Qianzhi!"

Murong Qianzhi pretended not to know anything: "You still have something to ask me for. Are you asking me to treat a doctor for some dignitary?"

no! This time it's my own business.

What's the matter! Murong Qianzhi stopped beating around the bush and asked her to see it herself.

He saw an extraordinary-looking woman sitting on a wheelchair in front of him. Although her face was pale and her lips were chapped, her appearance could not be concealed.

"She's not from our Guan, right?"

"She is from Kunlun. I came to you for treatment after she was seriously injured."

Murong Qianzhi now understands: "I'm afraid they came to me because others couldn't cure me!"

"Sister Qianzhi is really smart, Bohan admires her."

"Stop now. I'll ask you who she is to you. If you tell me clearly, I will heal her. I can't explain why I don't want to serve you."

"is my friend."

"Ordinary friends still decide on the future wife of the in-laws."

"Qianzhi, you still want to ask these questions."

"Of course I'm not asking you. I'm asking her."

Ning Yanye said softly: "I was a friend who saved me not long ago."

I won't help. Murong Qianzhi was straightforward.

Ning Yanye said angrily: "It is the doctor's duty to save people and they have compassion for others. Tell me how to save them."

"It's very simple! Of course I won't save you if you are still unfamiliar friends. Unless you are"

Wen Bohan said: "Stop it!"

"Why am I stopping! Don't forget that Brother Ziyu is married. As Brother Nian who is like a brother to him, shouldn't you also consider marriage? I am helping you! In this way, I saved her, and she will If we commit ourselves to each other, wouldn't we have both?"

"Oh Goddess Kunlun! Oh the beautiful goddess! Uncle Wen must be very happy to marry her back home. But the name is a bit ugly, what (荭叶) is so tacky!" Murong Qianzhi continued.

Wen Bohan was originally a little displeased when he said that he was not married yet at such an age, but when he heard that Ning Zhiye's name was a bit unpleasant, he became even more displeased and said: "Frost leaves are red and February flowers."

"That's the frost leaves! It's not the red leaves." Murong Qianzhi said reluctantly.

Wen Bohan knew that he couldn't defeat her, so now as long as you nod, I will save her.

Ning Yanye thought about leaving.

Looking at the current situation, Wen Bohan had developed a secret crush on Ning Yiye along the way. Ning Yiye had already had a good impression of this handsome young hero's meticulous hanging, but when he heard this unruly daughter say this, his expression Crimson, lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, wanting to leave.

Seeing Wen Bohan nod, Murong Qianzhi was no longer embarrassed, and just as Ning Yanye turned her head, she tapped her Huagai, Qichong, and Jianjing acupoints.

Ning Yanye thought she wanted it?