After a question, the room fell into silence.
Zhen Yuan took a sip of tea, then put down the teacup: "The little princess is golden and noble, and her words and deeds can cause trouble in the capital. I have no other hobbies. I just like to watch plays, so naturally I pay attention to the little princess. ”
Yeah?
Song Shuwan's eyes flashed with scrutiny, but she quickly put her thoughts away: "The little princess's heart disease seemed stable in the past few days, but now... I'm not sure."
Zhen Yuan touched his chin and suddenly changed the topic: "Mingyin Tower recently invited a theater troupe, and the opera they sang is very good. Would you like to go and listen to it, Princess Concubine?"
Song Shuwan rejected her invitation: "I still have something to do, so I won't go."
Zhen Yuan clicked his tongue: "The Crown Princess has a lot of things going on these days, that's all. Since the Crown Princess isn't going, I won't stay here and will leave first."
Song Shuwan watched her go away, frowning slightly, wouldn't Zhen Yuan ask about the little princess's heart condition for no reason? So, she wants to deal with the little princess?
Thinking of this, Song Shuwan rubbed her eyebrows, Zhen Yuan and the little princess, she wanted to see what trouble these two people could cause.
Putting her thoughts away, Song Shuwan got up and went to Lanyuan.
Han Sanzhen did not go to Cunshan Hall today. He was drying medicinal materials in the yard. When he saw her coming, he immediately snorted: "I don't go to Sanbao Hall for anything. What is the purpose of coming here today?"
Song Shuwan listened helplessly: "Do I always have something to say every time I come to you?"
Han Sanzhen asked back: "When did you come to me for nothing?"
The two looked at each other, and after a moment, Song Shuwan sighed: "Okay, it was indeed my problem before, and I apologize to you, but I really don't have anything to do with you today."
Han Sanzhen glanced at her and walked into the house on crutches.
Seeing this, Song Shuwan immediately followed her: "You don't believe it?"
Han Sanzhen said calmly: "I didn't say I don't believe it, but I don't have much trust in you. Tell me, why are you looking for me?"
"It's really okay."
As she spoke, Song Shuwan suddenly thought of the opera troupe Zhen Yuan was talking about before, and asked casually: "Are you interested in listening to the opera?"
Han Sanzhen asked: "What, you want to invite the theater troupe to come to the house?"
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows. This was the first time she saw what Han San was interested in. She immediately said: "It's not a big deal to invite the theater troupe, but I can invite you to Mingyin Tower. Miss Zhen from the General's Mansion said, over there Mingyin Tower A new troupe has arrived and the opera is good. If you are interested, can I accompany you to listen?"
"There is no sincerity at all, I won't go."
Han Sanzhen refused rudely, and then asked Song Shuwan about her recent views on medical skills. As the two chatted, they soon talked about Pei Huan's situation.
Han Sanzhen's expression was a little solemn: "I checked his pulse this morning and found that the poison in his body is becoming more and more unstable. It is estimated that an attack will occur in the next two days."
Song Shuwan was stunned: "Did you check the prince's pulse this morning?"
Han Sanzhen nodded, suddenly realized something, and asked, "He didn't come to find you? No, have you seen him in the past few days?"
Song Shuwan was silent. Since returning from Hongfang, Pei Huan had not looked for her again, which also made her unaware of Pei Huan's situation.
In the silence, Han Sanzhen frowned: "What is Pei Huan doing? You are the one who treats his eyes and legs. If it continues to be delayed like this, but..."
Song Shuwan smiled: "The prince has some arrangements to make, so that's why he is like this. It doesn't matter, as long as it's nothing serious."
To be honest, if there was no deal, she didn't care what would happen to Pei Huan's body. She just hoped that Pei Huan would not make his body too bad, otherwise, even she would not be able to stabilize Pei Huan's condition.
Sighing, Song Shuwan asked about Ding Cun's medical studies.
There was a smile on Han Sanzhen's face: "That kid is smart enough. After laying the foundation, he can draw inferences from one example to other cases. It's very good. But it's a pity that he is a little older. If he has been in elementary school, his reputation is probably not small at this time. ”
Having said this, Han Sanzhen knocked on the table: "I'm not telling you, but you have been letting Cunshan Hall's reputation go so far? It's not easy to open a medical clinic. If you continue to delay it like this, it will not be good for you and Cunshan Hall." It’s not a good thing to be together.”
Song Shuwan had a bitter look on her face: "The reputation of Cunshan Hall involves people from the royal family. I would like to resolve it, but if that matter cannot be resolved, the reputation of Cunshan Hall can only maintain its current situation."
There were many ways to break the situation, but Pei Huan protected the little princess, and no matter how many methods Song Shuwan tried, it was useless.
Han Sanzhen didn't expect to hear these words, and his brows furrowed even more: "Even if Pei Huan takes action, it can't be solved?"
Song Shuwan was silent. This matter had something to do with Pei Huan. How could it be solved?
"Just wait, after a while, maybe there will be a turn for the better."
At this point, Song Shuwan and Han Sanzhen stopped talking. Soon, Song Shuwan got up and left.
In the evening, Song Shuwan was having dinner when she suddenly heard the sound of wooden wheels rolling. When she looked up, she saw Pei Huan appearing outside the door in a wheelchair.
After a brief pause, Song Shuwan stood up and went over to greet him: "Why did the Crown Prince come here at this time? Can you just have dinner?"
Pei Huan said, "Not yet. I'm looking for you because of my legs."
He patted his knee and continued: "This morning, I suddenly felt pain in my leg."
"Pain in your leg?"
Song Shuwan noticed something was wrong, immediately squatted down, lifted up the clothes on Pei Huan's legs, carefully pressed a few places, and asked, "But are these places hurting?"
Pei Huan nodded: "Those are the places. Do you know those places will hurt?"
Song Shuwan stood up: "These places are the acupuncture points I used for acupuncture before, and they are also the places where the siltation is the most serious on the prince's legs. However... I have neither given the prince a medicinal bath nor acupuncture for the prince recently. How can you feel pain?" Woolen cloth?"
Pei Huan showed some thoughts on his face and asked, "Is my pain a good thing or a bad thing?"
Song Shuwan did not reply immediately, but said: "Let me check the prince's pulse first."
She had to see Pei Huan's pulse before she could make a judgment.
While talking, Song Shuwan pushed Pei Huan to the table and took advantage of the situation to diagnose his pulse.
After a moment, surprise flashed in her eyes: "The prince's pulse..."
"has a problem?"
Song Shuwan shook her head subconsciously, then remembered that Pei Huan's eyes were not healed yet, and said, "There is no problem, but the stasis in the prince's body has improved a lot."
Pei Huan nodded: "So the pain in my leg is a good thing?"
Song Shuwan glanced at Pei Huan's legs: "It's a good thing, but the poison in the prince's body has not been cured yet, so this is a good thing... I don't know what will happen in the end."
Pei Huan slightly raised the corners of his lips and said, "I've already been poisoned once this morning."
