Ding Cun scratched his head: "I'm not sure either. Mr. Han just left a sentence at that time and didn't say anything specific."
Song Shuwan frowned and was about to continue asking when she suddenly thought of something and turned to look around. Many people were staring at them.
After reacting, Song Shuwan quickly lowered her voice and said: "Let's not talk about Korean doctors for now. Are you here for a free clinic? Let me help you."
"good."
After a lot of busy work, it was already afternoon when I took a break.
Song Shuwan handed the last prescription to the old man in front of her, turned her head and saw Ding Cun lying on the table next to her, looking listless.
She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and asked: "What? Can't you cheer up?"
Ding Cun sighed: "I've been busy here for three days. I'm exhausted every day. How can I cheer up?"
Song Shuwan twitched her lips: "When you get used to it in the future, you won't feel too tired."
Ding Cun sighed again, he felt the same way, but right now, he really couldn't hold it any longer.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Stop standing around and clean up quickly. Let's go back."
Less than half an hour later, Song Shuwan took the tea cup and turned her gaze to Ding Cun: "In other words, the reason why you are here is because of Mr. Han's arrangement?"
Ding Cun nodded: "As you know, I originally stayed at the border. When Han Langzhong received a letter, I even closed the Cunshan Hall. But I didn't expect that Han Langzhong would run to the capital as soon as I arrived here."
Song Shuwan frowned. It was impossible for Mr. Han to do something without a reason. Could he be looking for her when he went to the capital?
"Mountains and seas."
"My subordinate is here."
"Send a message back and ask people in the capital to pay attention. If you meet Mr. Han, tell him my whereabouts."
After admonishing Shanhai, Song Shuwan chatted with Ding Cun for a while before preparing to leave.
When Ding Cun heard this, he was a little anxious: "There's no need to leave in a hurry. It's rare to meet him here. How about you move here? It's better to live together so that I can be taken care of."
Song Shuwan refused: "I just rented a yard in the west of the city. It's hard to give it back. Besides, there are many people here, and it will be very troublesome if someone sees it. It's better to separate."
Hearing this, Ding Cun could only press his thoughts.
Back at the mansion, the Sixth Prince appeared in front of Song Shuwan with a gloomy look: "You said you were just going to take a look this morning. After delaying for so long, is this what you said?"
Song Shuwan smiled: "It took a long time, but it didn't delay the business, right?"
"Strong words, do you mean there was no delay if there was no delay? Then the Valley of Miracle Doctors..."
Before the Sixth Prince finished speaking, a secret guard hurriedly appeared.
"Miss, this is news from the border."
Is there another news coming from the border?
Song Shuwan was surprised. After taking it, she opened it and the expression on her face suddenly solidified.
When the Sixth Prince saw it, he immediately accepted the question on his lips.
The next moment, Song Shuwan tore up the letter in her hand bit by bit: "Tell An San that you don't have to come."
The secret guard was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered his head, bowed and retreated.
"Is there anything else, Your Highness?"
The Sixth Prince immediately shook his head: "It's okay."
Song Shuwan slightly twitched her lips: "Since there's nothing wrong, let's go take a medicinal bath. It's just time."
The next day, Ding Cun sent a message saying that he was going to a free clinic in the north of the city today.
Song Shuwan thought for a while and asked someone to send a message that she would go there in the afternoon.
The Sixth Prince couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, it's not impossible for you to just go there."
"His Royal Highness's health is important, so His Highness is my top priority."
Unexpectedly, less than an hour later, another message came from Ding Cun.
"In trouble?"
Song Shuwan pinched her eyebrows and turned to ask someone to prepare the carriage.
"Your Highness can stay in the mansion today. If you want to go out, you must bring enough people with you to avoid any unforeseen accidents."
After she gave the instructions, she went straight to the north of the city. When she arrived, she saw Ding Cun and others surrounded in the middle, and the people around them were all glaring at them, and they seemed to be ready to take action immediately.
Song Shuwan did not go over immediately, but asked the guards around her to investigate.
Not long after, the guard turned around and said, "Miss, someone is deliberately causing trouble, saying that they are fake and not from the Valley of Divine Doctors."
Song Shuwan narrowed her eyes. She dared to be so sure that Ding Cun and the others were fake. The people behind them might not have any background.
"Miss, would you like to come forward and help me?"
Hearing the inquiry, Song Shuwan shook her head: "No, you find an opportunity to meet Ding Cun and tell them to leave immediately and don't get involved with these people here."
The guards squeezed into the crowd with warnings. Song Shuwan was afraid of an accident, so she stepped back. Not long after, greater chaos suddenly appeared in front, followed by shouts.
"It's killing, it's killing, run away, it's killing!"
Amidst the noise, the people scattered around frantically. In an instant, there were only a few beggars and a group of people left in the place.
Song Shuwan was a little stunned, what was going on? Why did someone die for no reason?
At this moment, Ding Cun received the instruction and quickly ran to Song Shuwan.
"Come on, you're really dead."
What?
Song Shuwan's eyes widened instantly: "Where?"
Ding Cun pointed back, and Song Shuwan discovered that there was an old man lying next to the table.
"Have you shown him?"
Song Shuwan asked as she trotted over.
Ding Cun said with a grimace: "It is because of him that the chaos happened."
As soon as he told her, Song Shuwan realized that the reason why the matter broke out was because of the old man's misbehavior.
But he never expected that the old man would pour it down at his word.
Ding Cun wiped his face: "I suspect someone is targeting me deliberately, but I can't think of a candidate."
Song Shuwan remained silent and carefully checked the old man's condition. After a moment, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.
"It can still be saved."
"What?"
Ding Cun was shocked and his eyes widened instantly: "Miss, are you kidding me?"
Song Shuwan glanced at him and asked him to come forward: "I'll teach you how to use golden needles to stimulate acupuncture points."
Song Shuwan did not doubt Han Sanzhen's ability, but when it came to acupuncture ability, she believed that she definitely surpassed Han Sanzhen.
Less than half an hour later, several dull coughs sounded. The old man lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, he sat up straight.
He gasped for air, covering his heart with his hand, his eyes full of panic: "I, I..."
Song Shuwan held his shoulders and said softly: "Don't be nervous, just breathe as I say."
She helped the old man adjust his breathing, and it didn't take long for the old man to calm down.
"Miss, you..."
"I saved you."
Song Shuwan spoke directly, with sharp eyebrows: "Old man, I want to know, who sent you to cause trouble?"
The old man's eyes flickered: "No, no one sent me to cause trouble."
Song Shuwan smiled and glanced at Ding Cun, who immediately understood.
"Quickly, take this old man back to his residence. He is not allowed to leave until we find out."
