"Miss, please have a meal." Lianqiu led the people to bring the food, set the bowls and chopsticks, stood aside politely, and secretly raised his eyes to look at Mo Qin.
The threat just now left her with lingering fears. She secretly guessed that Mo Qin was frightened yesterday, so he scolded her.
The other party is always the master, so she had better avoid his sharp edges.
Lianqiu was quite pretty. After crying, her eyes were slightly red, which made her look a little pitiful.
Mo Qin turned a blind eye to this.
If it were the original owner, he might have asked, no, the original owner would not be angry with Lianqiu at all. She is a person with a good temper that is almost weak.
During the meal, Lianqiu went out for a trip. When he came back, he reported:
"Miss, the carriage is ready and ready to go at any time."
Lianqiu felt strange. Madam clearly didn't like Mo Qin running around, so why did she allow Mo Qin to go out on the street today without stopping her?
Mo Qin's attitude was cold, "Yeah, I understand."
She didn't like Lianqiu at all.
Of course she knew that Lian Qiu would report the matter to Madam Mo, but she was not worried that Madam Mo would disagree.
At this time, news of her disappearance has begun to spread outside.
Because they were looking for the lost Nian Xia, the people sent by Madam Mo would definitely bring the news back in time, and Madam Mo would naturally not stop her from going out.
After finishing the meal, Mo Qin asked Lian Qiu to prepare pen and paper.
Lianqiu asked subconsciously, "Why prepare pen and ink?"
Mo Qin said nothing, only raised his eyes to look at Lian Qiu.
Lianqiu's whole body was numb at the sight, "Miss, I'm sorry, it's Lianqiu who talks too much."
The bad habits of the past cannot be changed in a short time. Her old habits sprouted as soon as her nerves relaxed a little.
Lianqiu prepared his pen and ink, and saw Mo Qin writing something on it.
She was illiterate, didn't know what Mo Qin wrote, and couldn't distinguish between good and bad handwriting.
What Mo Qin wrote was a prescription, so that you can buy medicine when the time comes.
After the ink was dry, Mo Qin folded the prescription and left the house.
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Lianqiu thought Mo Qin was going to the medical clinic, but she didn't expect that Mo Qin went to the medicine shop and headed towards the busiest street.
Although she was confused, she didn't dare to ask now.
It was only when he arrived at the drug store that Lian Qiu realized that what Mo Qin had written before was the prescription.
She couldn't bear it anymore.
"Miss, you'd better see a doctor. How can you just write a prescription for medicine by yourself?"
Whose responsibility is it if something goes wrong with the food?
When the guy who was taking the medicine heard this, he stopped holding the medicine.
The medicinal materials in the prescription were all conventional, and there was no tiger or wolf medicine, so he just didn't pay attention to it. However, the maid said that this was a prescription written by her young lady herself.
To be on the safe side, the medicine dispenser still said, "Miss, can I take this prescription to the doctor in charge?"
Mo Qin agreed, "Please do so."
She knew that the guy who dispensed the medicine was also afraid that there would be problems with taking it.
Lianqiu watched the waiter bring the prescription to the doctor sitting in the hall. The doctor looked at it carefully and nodded towards the waiter. The two of them said something. The doctor looked towards Mo Qin and saw a young woman. He looked surprised. expression.
The boy ran back, smiled and handed the medicine to Mo Qin.
After leaving the medicine shop, Lianqiu was holding the medicine, but he still hadn't recovered yet.
"Miss, when did you become able to heal?"
Although the Madam hired someone to teach her how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she never hired anyone to teach her medical skills.
The teacher hired was not a famous person, so the young lady's talents were not outstanding. Other young ladies also laughed at the fact that their young lady was so beautiful but not very talented.
"After reading two medical books, I tried to write down a prescription." Mo Qin knew that this matter would definitely be reported to Mrs. Mo, so she answered.
Lianqiu: "?"
Medical skills are so easy to learn? Can you prescribe medicine to treat diseases just by reading this book?
"Miss, you'd better not prescribe random prescriptions. If you do this, you'll hurt someone..."
"Lianqiu, you talk too much."
Mo Qin did not get on the carriage, but walked towards the largest teahouse, which was always a gathering place for gossip.
Lianqiu clenched the medicine bag in her hand tightly, and looked at Mo Qin's back with a hint of gloom in her eyes.
eat! It’s best to eat to death!
She threw the medicine bag back into the carriage and then caught up with Mo Qin.
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Mo Qin did not go upstairs to the private room, but sat down in the lobby, while Lian Qiu stood aside and frowned.
The lobby is noisy and crowded. What are you doing sitting here?
She was depressed but had nowhere to vent.
There are only a few empty tables around, and there is a stage in the best place in the lobby, which is the stage for storytellers. The stage is currently empty, but there are still many people drinking tea below.
"Another batch of girls came to Chunmanlou. I heard that the goods this time are good. Do you want to go and have a look tonight?"
"No matter how beautiful you are, can you be more beautiful than Miss Xiangxue?"
Xiangxue is the courtesan of Huamanlou, and her appearance and talent are among the best in the building.
"Of course I can't, but can you see Miss Xiangxue? You can't even buy a cup of tea, let alone a night!"
The man's face turned red from the rebuke, "Hey! You are just a brothel girl. If I want to spend so much money, it depends on whether she is worthy of it!"
"Oh? A brothel girl is not worthy, but a daughter of a noble family is?"
"Hahaha, I'm afraid no matter how much money you spend, people won't look down on you!"
At this time, someone suddenly interrupted and said:
"That's not necessarily true! I heard that Miss Mo Mansion was kidnapped yesterday when she went out for an outing. This ruined the daughter of a well-known family. Those famous young men will definitely not want to marry her. Don't you and I both have a chance?"
"That makes sense! I heard that this young lady from the Mo Mansion has a good appearance. I wonder who is better than Miss Xiangxue from HuaManLou?"
"Although she has lost her virginity, she is still much cleaner than a woman from a brothel, not to mention that she is still the daughter of a general. If my father-in-law gives me some support, won't we be able to achieve success?"
"Wonderful! Wonderful..."
boom--
Before the man could finish speaking, a porcelain cup was thrown and hit his forehead. The skin on his forehead was broken, and blood drew a line of blood from the wound, dripping from his chin to the table.
Broken porcelain pieces flew and scratched several people who were talking dirty words with him.
The man was so frightened that he leaned back and sat on the ground. The other people stood up in a hurry and looked in the direction where the cup flew.
But when they saw a beautiful woman dressed in blue, several people suddenly lost their voices and forgot their words.
Lianqiu was almost frightened to death. When she heard what those men said, she was laughing secretly in her heart, but she didn't want Mo Qin to fly over to a teacup and ruin her appearance for those dirty-mouthed men.
Someone reacted and immediately came forward and asked, "Why did this girl hurt someone?"
Mo Qin ignored the man and looked at the man who first said she had been kidnapped.
"Did you see Miss Mo Mansion being kidnapped with your own eyes? Or did you squat in Mo Mansion and guard her for a day and night but no one came back?"
That man was the one who was hit in the forehead.
He had climbed up from the ground. Seeing that everyone around him was looking at him, his face turned red and he yelled angrily, "How I found out about it has nothing to do with you!"
"What's a woman doing here at a teahouse when she's not playing piano and embroidering at home?"
(End of chapter)
