The sudden sound was like thunder exploding in my ears.
Wen Zhiyun raised his head blankly, only to realize that it was the old man opposite who was speaking.
He had a smile on his face and a kind expression, which was in obvious contrast to his initial arrogance and indifference.
But why?
Wen Zhiyun is timid, but not stupid. As an ordinary citizen, he has exhausted half his life to meet Wu Suowei. Fengjing's encounters with obstacles are the reality of the world.
The siblings have neither a noble status nor a solid backing. Even the Jiang family is separated by a layer, and they will not ask for help until the critical moment.
How could someone teach for no reason and yet take the initiative to recruit disciples?
Wen Zhiyun bit her lower lip, feeling so uneasy that she couldn't say a word.
The old man remained motionless, but the young man next to him was anxious.
"Hey, it's a great blessing that my grandfather is willing to take you in. How many people want to enter our Wu family but can't." He said angrily, "We are a medical family, and we have been doctors in the palace for generations. We missed it today. You can't regret it even if you cry your heart out."
Aristocratic family, imperial physician.
These two keywords once again made Wen Zhiyun sluggish.
The old man couldn't stand it, and finally coughed softly, "Official words, accepting disciples depends on fate. If the young doctor is not willing, we cannot force him."
This statement refers to human calculations to fate and coincidence.
But Wen Zhiyun still didn't believe it. He glanced and saw that his brother and sister were also full of doubts.
"As for me, I am indeed the imperial physician in the palace. The Wu family also has its own reputation in Fengjing. I will not tell lies." The old man said slowly, "I came here because I encountered a strange patient in the countryside. That person Even though he has allergies, he is still able to touch sensitive objects freely, which makes me curious."
"After several inquiries, I found out that he had been treated at Wen's Medical Center. He got your sensitive medicine and could do whatever he wanted."
Later, Dr. Wu, who had a deep love for talents, chased him to the medical clinic and personally tested the young doctor. After passing the test, he decided to accept him as a disciple.
This sounds increasingly reasonable, but something is still wrong.
Doctor Wu's expression remained unchanged, "I was afraid that you wouldn't believe it, so I even invited this patient over."
With that said, he signaled his grandson to get up and called the middle-aged man sitting in the carriage down.
As soon as the man saw Wen Zhiyun, his face burst into tears and he almost knelt down and kowtowed, "Miracle doctor, thanks to you I am not allergic to fruits and vegetables. This problem is really fatal. For more than thirty years, I have only dared to eat steamed buns and rice. Until I met Only with your miracle doctor can I have a bite of fruits and vegetables and die without regrets."
Even though he had encountered this situation many times, Wen Zhiyun still blushed and replied shyly, "You're welcome... You can only treat it if your allergy itself is not serious, but if it becomes severe, you will be helpless."
The man wanted to say something more, but Wu Shiyan led him to a corner.
Doctor Wu sighed, "Now, you won't be suspicious anymore."
Wen Zhiyun was still immature at heart, her face became redder and redder, and she was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.
"That's all, even if you have a good seedling, you can't force it. I will go back home first. This is our medical fee. I hope the young doctor will consider it carefully to avoid regrets in the future." After he finished speaking, he took the Wu family away. .
It was silent when it came, and it was as vigorous as the wind when it left.
In the blink of an eye, Wen's Medical Center fell into silence again.
If it weren't for the fifty taels of medical fees left on the table, Wen Zhiyun would have thought that he longed for the master so much that he was daydreaming.
"Fourth brother."
"Little Four."
Jiang Sheng and Zheng Ruqian, who had been watching the whole process, came over and broke the silence. "I heard about the Wu family in Jiuzhenfang. They have been practicing medicine for generations and have produced at least three imperial doctors. This cannot be false."
The most important thing is that the Wu family and the Fang family are not on good terms. They focus on studying medicine and are never contaminated by weirdness.
They had no malicious reasons, and they also explained their motives for recruiting disciples. In addition, the reputation of being unique to the aristocratic family gradually increased the credibility of Dr. Wu.
The most important thing is that Wen Zhiyun is too eager to improve his stagnant medical skills.
Almost as soon as he confirmed with his brother and sister, he ran out of the hospital and caught up with the Wu family's carriage that had not gone far.
"Master, my disciple is willing." The young man knelt down on the spot and kowtowed seriously.
Someone chuckled with satisfaction, agreed on a time to learn medical skills, told him the location of the mansion, and Shi Shiran left.
Wen Zhiyun stood up and returned to the hospital with the dust on his forehead.
"Is it done?" Zheng Ruqian asked first.
He nodded, his fair face full of longing.
Jiang Sheng himself was in a depressed mood, but he couldn't help but feel happy, as if life was injected into a stagnant pool, or like encountering fresh air when he was deprived of oxygen.
They cheered up and worked hard until mid-afternoon, when it got dark and they returned home.
Wen Zhiyun was going to Wu Mansion to study medicine, but he couldn't worry about the patients at Wen's Medical Center, so he was thinking of hiring a doctor to take charge.
Jiang Sheng went back and forth between the two Jiuzhenfangs and found that the pastry business was almost fixed, with the same amount of sales every day. However, the pastries with her surname were gradually recognized by the Fengjing family, and the profits were so high that people raised eyebrows.
The lychees were about to mature, and Zheng Ruqian was afraid that the business he had won would be robbed, so he worked hard to prepare for the next step.
It can be said that the three of them are busy in their own way.
Life is like this. Without someone, I feel uncomfortable, but there are still things that should be done.
Today's dinner was still prepared by Zhang Xianglian. Compared with the usual fat and thin dishes, there were more vegetables, a few delicious fruits and vegetables, and delicate pastries.
Master Kong was also there, greeting the children enthusiastically, "It's time to eat, it's time to eat, don't be busy, get busy after eating."
Xu Mo finally raised his head from the sea of books, and Fang Heng also put away his long stick and long knife.
During the dinner, it was inevitable to ask each other what happened today.
Wen Zhiyun's eyes were bright and he spoke with rare excitement, "I have become a master and will learn new medical skills tomorrow."
The whole family was stunned, followed by congratulations.
"This is a good thing, Xiaosi, eat more." Fang Heng took the meat with his chopsticks.
Only Xu Mo frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Sheng and Zheng Ruqian.
As usual, the two of them had already started chatting, wanting to describe all the shapes of shit they saw. It was impossible not to mention Xiaosi's apprenticeship.
Sure enough, I was still immersed in the loss of my loved one and couldn't extricate myself.
"Second child." Xu Mo could only name him, "Do you know what's going on?"
Zheng Ruqian came back to his senses and quickly gave a brief explanation of what happened at Wen's Medical Clinic, and finally said, "It is indeed a member of the Wu family. The whole story is well-founded. Even the patients were treated by Xiaosi. It doesn't look like a conspiracy. "
Taking a step back, what did the Fang family do to plot against Wen Zhiyun?
Their enemy is Fang Heng, and their target is Xu Mo. They really want to murder the helpless little doctor. They have ten thousand ways, so why go to the trouble of trying to catch up with the Wu family.
It sounded very reasonable. Even Jiang Sheng came to his senses and nodded, and Wen Zhiyun was even more excited.
"But." Xu Mo hesitated, "Don't you think everything is too logical?"
