When Jiang Shuyue saw Aunt Su coming over, the joy on her face faded.
"Auntie, don't worry, I will take care of Su Jin and Su Nan's repairs."
"Yue'er, I'm not worried about Shu Xiu, I'm worried about you being tired."
Without the help of Su Jin and Su Nan in the medical clinic, no one would do the job of grinding the medicine. This was what Aunt Su was most worried about.
Aunt Su thought that the medical clinic had a lot of income these days. She took Jiang Shuyue's hand and said, "Yue'er, the girl's hands are like her second face. You'd better hire a medicine boy for the job of grinding medicine!"
"Auntie is right. I will put up a notice tomorrow and hire a doctor and two medicine boys."
Lin Miaoshou was leaving in a few days. He said it was inconvenient to take Shui Sheng with him, so he asked Shui Sheng to follow Nangong Zeyue back to Black Pool Valley first.
After a while, Jiang Shuyue met Nangong Zeyue on her way to the medical clinic.
Nangong Zeyue was wearing a lake blue dress today, with a tall and straight figure facing the wind, and a smile on her face like a spring breeze.
He stood by the street, standing out from the crowd.
Seeing Jiang Shuyue approaching wearing a veil, the breeze lifted a corner of the veil, revealing her delicate jawline.
He waved and shouted: "Miss Jiang, what a coincidence, I met you just after I came out."
Jiang Shuyue glared at him: "I walk this section of the road eight hundred times every day, and I met you as soon as I came out of the alley. Isn't it a coincidence?"
"Hey! Miss Jiang is so funny."
"When will you return to Black Pool Valley?" Jiang Shuyue didn't mince words. After asking about the time, she prepared some clothes and books for Shuisheng.
"Uncle Master asked me to move into the guest room in the front yard for a while. I'm here to ask your opinion. Is it suitable for me to move there?" Nangong Zeyue looked at Jiang Shuyue with inquiring eyes.
"That's Uncle Lin's yard. He invited you to live in it because he wants you to get closer to Shui Sheng. Just move there. There's no need to ask me about this."
On the day Nangong Zeyue found Lin Miaoshou, Lin Miaoshou also confessed to everyone that the yard belonged to his family.
He didn't elaborate on where his family had gone.
From Nangong Zeyue's few words, we learned that Lin Miaoshou suffered a disaster, and the person who did it was the Queen's maternal family.
"Okay, I listen to Miss Jiang, I will move there tomorrow."
Nangong Zeyue was happy in her heart, but her face was as calm as water, with only those fox eyes shining with a cunning light.
The two of them stood side by side and soon arrived at the medical center while talking.
I saw two men in well-dressed suits in the medical clinic, with swords slung around their waists.
Nangong Zeyue held Jiang Shuyue's arm behind her back and looked at the two of them with vigilant eyes: "Are you..."
Xiang Song cupped his hands and clasped his fists: "Don't be nervous, we are here to deliver the banner and silver reward on the orders of the Crown Prince."
Jiang Shuyue looked confused: "The Crown Prince has never interacted with me, so why would he reward me?"
Although Jiang Shuyue is obsessed with money, a gentleman loves money and acquires it in a wise way, especially for the powerful people who suddenly appear, and the money is afraid of burning their hands.
"The girl saved so many people at Linjiang Academy, so she deserves a reward." Xiang Song explained.
When Nangong Zeyue saw that he was not a bad person, he let go of Jiang Shuyue's hand.
Xiang Song raised his eyes and took a quick look at this mysterious female doctor.
The vermilion beauty mark is embedded in the center of the eyebrows, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the clear eyes are like mountain streams.
Xiang Song secretly praised her, she was such a beautiful woman from Guanyin, especially that beauty mark, which looked a bit familiar.
Jiang Shuyue now exuded an aura that was not found in women in the boudoir, and neither Xiang Song nor Xiang Song thought about it at all.
Xiang Yang handed the banner to Su Jin, quickly glanced at Jiang Shuyue, and then turned his attention to the densely hung banners on the wall.
Xiang Song took out the banknote from his arms and presented it with both hands: "The prince represents the wishes of the Yannan Palace, and I hope the girl will accept it."
When Jiang Shuyue looked at the banknotes with a face value of one hundred taels, she could tell at a glance that they were five hundred taels.
She took it with both hands without being humble or condescending: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
She wouldn't say much if she wanted to be polite. In her profession, it was really difficult to say that the prince was sick, so she could just give such polite words.
"The villain is here today as ordered. There is another matter that I have to ask the girl and the villain to go to the palace."
"Is your prince sick?" Jiang Shuyue blurted out.
Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch.
"Young lady has misunderstood. He is not the crown prince, but the eldest young master of the palace."
Jiang Shuyue glanced at the patients waiting to be seen in the medical clinic. There were fewer people than in the morning.
She said to Xiang Song, "No problem, you guys wait outside, I'll be out right away."
"I'll go with you." Nangong Zeyue said firmly and could not refuse.
"Sister, let me go with you!" Su Jin put down what he was doing and walked out of the counter.
"No need, King Yan Nan is a man who cares about the world. The palace is naturally not a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. It's enough to have Mr. Nangong go with him."
Su Huairen also felt that what Jiang Shuyue said was reasonable, and he added: "Go early and come back early."
"Uncle, tell my aunt that you don't have to wait for me to eat. I don't know the severity of the illness of the young master of the palace. I might come back a little later." Jiang Shuyue picked up the medicine box and walked out.
"I'll get it." Nangong Zeyue took the medical kit and put it on her shoulder.
Xiang Song and Xiang Yang came on horseback. While Jiang Shuyue was talking, Xiang Song hired a carriage on the street.
Seeing the two of them getting on the carriage one after another, Xiang Yang murmured to Xiang Song, "The female doctor and his wife have such a good relationship that they have to follow each other for a while."
Xiang Song rolled his eyes at him: "Don't stand and talk without hurting your back. If you have a wife who has excellent medical skills and looks better than a fairy, you will be more nervous than him."
"If I had such a beautiful wife, no, if I saw such a beautiful girl, I would stick to the master first."
Xiang Song rolled his eyes at him, slapped his horse on the back and headed to the front of the carriage to lead the way. He was tired and didn't want to talk to a fool.
What kind of person is the master, who needs this idiot to give up his wife?
Xiang Yang looked at Xiang Song's back and scratched the back of his head in confusion: "Did I say something wrong again? If you have good things, of course you should stick to your master. There is nothing wrong with that!"
In the carriage.
Nangong Zeyue put the medicine box on her knees, looked at Jiang Shuyue who was sitting opposite and said, "I have also heard rumors about the young master of the palace. Notices are posted in the palace from time to time, but no doctor in Laiyang City dares to reveal the notices. "
"You mean his illness may be difficult?" Jiang Shuyue didn't care.
"Except maybe, the palace can't find a doctor even with a lot of money, can it be an ordinary disease?"
Jiang Shuyue's eyebrows crumpled with laughter when she mentioned that there was a huge reward.
She has made a lot of money these days, and the money the prince gave her today is enough for her to open another shop.
If she can cure the disease of the young master of the palace, the silver reward will be enough for her to do many things.
Seeing Jiang Shuyue's calm expression, Nangong Zeyue asked, "Are you sure?"
"We are 90% sure that posting notices is no longer a matter of one or two days. It should be a chronic disease that can lead to death. We have to see the patients before we can draw a conclusion."
Before Jiang Shuyue finished speaking, the carriage bumped, and Nangong Zeyue quickly reached out to help her.
"The girl is here." Xiang Song shouted outside.
At this time, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves.
Jiang Shuyue opened the car curtain and walked out.
He raised his eyes to look for the sound of horse hooves and saw the backs of several men riding away. The leading man had dark hair tied high and a black cloak flying behind him, looking majestic.
