Song Shuwan looked for a voice and saw a dozen officers and soldiers standing at the door. The leader was a middle-aged man who shouted, and he looked a bit elegant with a beard.
On the other side, a middle-aged man also saw two women standing together. After recognizing their identities, he quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Xiaoguan Shiyun has met the imperial concubine, Miss Zhen."
Song Shuwan nodded slightly: "No need to be too polite, I wonder why Mr. Shi came to Cunshan Hall at this time?"
Shi Yun said: "Xiaguan came here because someone reported a case, saying that a life lawsuit occurred here. I wonder if this matter can happen here?"
First it was Prince Ning, and now it’s the government... What’s going on?
Song Shuwan's eyes dimmed, and she said: "I came here for this too. When Cunshantang diagnoses and treats patients, they will write down the symptoms and prescriptions prescribed. Ding Cun handed the recorded booklet to Shi grown ups."
Ding Cun nodded and immediately took out the booklet and handed it over.
Shi Yun opened it, read it carefully and frowned: "According to the records in this booklet, the recent patients in Cunshan Hall all have common illnesses, but what about human life?"
Ding Cun was confused: "I'm just thinking it's strange. The patients admitted by Cunshan Hall really didn't arrive..."
With a "bang", someone flew in from outside Cunshan Hall and hit the ground hard.
Song Shuwan took a closer look and exclaimed: "Mr. Han, what's wrong with you?"
Han Sanzhen lay on the ground and fell back several times when he tried to get up.
At the same time, more than a dozen men came in outside the door, all dressed as villagers, all tall and tall, with anger on their faces.
"In order to do business in Cunshan Hall, do you not even care about other people's lives? How dare you put such quack doctors who care about human lives in this Cunshan Hall?"
Song Shuwan remained silent and stepped forward to help Han Sanzhen up. Then she looked at the speaker: "Mr. Han's medical skills are very good. He is not someone who cares about human life, nor is he a quack."
The man smiled: "What a quack. A man who has been bedridden for many years. After checking his pulse, he said there is no problem and he is a very healthy man. Do you think this is possible?"
Song Shuwan frowned. Her first reaction was that the bedridden person had lied, but before she could say anything, Han Sanzhen held her arm down.
Han Sanzhen coughed a few times and said: "I know you are very angry, but what I said is the truth. The man you mentioned who has been bedridden for many years is a normal person. Not to mention me, any doctor you choose will be the same." Can diagnose his pulse.”
"Pooh!"
The man spat on the ground: "Do you think I haven't looked for other doctors? I have looked for dozens of doctors in the capital before, and you are the only one who said that my father is a normal person!"
Han Sanzhen glared: "That's nonsense, your father is clearly..."
"Han Langzhong!"
Song Shuwan raised her voice and interrupted Han Sanzhen's unfinished words. Her calm eyes fell on the man's face: "I don't know what to call him?"
"Liu Cheng."
Song Shuwan nodded: "Where is your father now?"
Liu Cheng looked wary: "What do you want to do? No, who are you? Are you trying to speak for Cun Shan Tang?"
Shi Yun, who had been silent for a long time, spoke: "This is the eldest concubine of the Hou Mansion and the shopkeeper of Cunshan Hall. She is good at the art of Qihuang. After explaining your father's situation to the eldest concubine, the eldest concubine may be able to find a solution."
Hearing this, Liu Cheng looked Song Shuwan up and down several times: "Are you really the Crown Princess, good at the Qihuang technique?"
Song Shuwan nodded: "If you don't believe that the crown prince is fake, you can go out and ask."
Liu Cheng snorted coldly: "Do I believe it or not? It doesn't matter. I just want to know how good your medical skills are?"
"Anyway, it's better than you think."
Song Shuwan smiled slightly and asked to see Liu Cheng's father.
Liu Cheng thought for a while, then turned around and said, "Third, Fourth, you guys go and carry dad over. I want to see if the Crown Princess of the Hou Mansion is really as good at Huang's art as rumored."
The two men walked out and glanced at Song Shuwan before leaving.
Song Shuwan didn't care. About half an hour later, the third and fourth sons who left came back carrying an old man.
Liu Cheng said: "This is mine. He has been bedridden for five years. He has been unable to move his legs and feet. The doctors he has seen have taken countless medicines. Let's see how to treat his condition."
Song Shuwan looked at the old man and said, "I will check his pulse first, and we will discuss the specific situation later."
Liu Cheng crossed his arms and said, "Okay, then I will wait for the outcome of the Crown Princess."
After a moment, Song Shuwan withdrew her hand and frowned slightly. The pulse she detected was just as Han Sanzhen said. The old man in front of her really didn't look like someone who had been bedridden for five years.
"Why don't you say anything? The Crown Princess can't see the problem, right?"
Song Shuwan's thoughts were interrupted by Liu Cheng. She came back to her senses, met Liu Cheng's gaze, and suddenly had a guess.
After a brief pause, Song Shuwan smiled slightly: "Since I have taken action, I must be able to see the problem. You said before that you have hired a lot of doctors in the past few years, right?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
Song Shuwan smiled: "Don't be nervous, there is no problem. By the way, is there any prescription for the medicine he takes?"
"What does the Crown Princess want Fang Zi to do? Could it be..."
Song Shuwan interrupted Liu Cheng: "It's a medicine that contains three parts of poison. The prescriptions prescribed by doctors between doctors will inevitably contain ingredients that are incompatible with each other. I read the prescriptions just to avoid subsequent trouble."
Hearing this, Liu Cheng took out a stack of paper from his arms: "These are all my father's recipes."
Song Shuwan flipped through it, and her expression suddenly became strange. There were quite a few prescriptions, but none of them really targeted the legs and feet. They were all for recuperating the body.
"Have you shown these prescriptions to other doctors?"
Liu Cheng crossed his arms and said, "The only one who asked for a prescription was the imperial concubine."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan sighed: "I understand. I will give this person acupuncture first. Please wait a moment."
After that, she directly inserted the golden needle into several acupuncture points of the old man.
But in just a few moments, the old man who was lying down jumped up and kept shouting about the pain: "You quack doctor is randomly inserting needles, it hurts me to death, it hurts me to death..."
The people around looked at the old man and were all stunned. Wasn't it said that he had been bedridden for five years? How can a person be cured just by pricking him with a few needles?
The old man was still jumping around when he suddenly realized something and looked around: "Um, I, your doctor's medical skills are quite good. Just give me a few injections..."
"Dad, are you really...faking illness?"
Liu Cheng spoke, his tone full of disbelief. The next moment, he pulled the old man and started to walk out.
However, at this time, a slender figure blocked their way.
Zhen Yuan raised an eyebrow: "You come here to cause trouble and beat people, and you want to run away when you are exposed? Isn't it too beautiful?"
Liu Cheng's body stiffened slightly and he looked back innocently: "What's the point of exposing this? I was also the one who was deceived..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhen Yuan turned his head and shouted outside: "Oh no, something happened!"
Just a few seconds after the words fell, dozens of people rushed into Cunshan Hall, opened their mouths and shouted: "The Crown Princess is curing people to death, the Crown Princess is curing, curing..."
