Denghuaxiao

Chapter 51 Doubt

All the irrelevant people in the pavilion of Wuhuai Garden were driven away. The Dong family's servants gathered around and watched closely the movements of the people in the pavilion.

Gradually, some color returned to Master Dong's face and his eyelids opened. He groaned with effort and shouted: "Mother..."

"Lin'er!" Mrs. Dong rushed to greet him, held his hand and cried, "You scared my mother to death!"

Lu Zhen stood up and said to the Dong family's servant: "Don't touch the golden needles on his body, just wait for another stick of incense. Don't let him move much, so as not to pant and cause chest tightness."

 The servants of the Dong family no longer dared to be rude to her like they did just now, and responded respectfully.

 Lu Chen saw Mrs. Dong and Master Dong talking in low voices, so he turned around and walked a few steps outside the pavilion. There were too many people here and it was very noisy.

As soon as I walked a few steps outside the pavilion, I saw someone standing in front of me.

The late spring wind blows the willow silk, making it green and green. The young man turned around, and the sunlight fell on him, making the dark embroidery on his black brocade clothes shine with some fine silver light. He was extremely beautiful, with graceful appearance, as beautiful as a crown jade, standing in the shade of flowers, The spring breeze blows by, which only makes people feel that the mountains and rivers are pure and the world is flowing.

　　It has indeed given birth to a deceptive skin.

 He saw Lu Zhuo coming out of the pavilion, glanced into the pavilion, raised his eyebrows and said, "Doctor Lu has good medical skills."

 Lu Zhu nodded: "Thank you very much, Mr. Pei, for rescuing the siege."

“It’s just a matter of effort,” he smiled and said in a nonchalant tone, “Doctor Lu, don’t take it to heart.”

Yin Zheng walked up to Lu Zhuo, and before she could speak, she heard the Prince Zhaoning say: "Doctor Lu stay in Wuhuai Garden last night?"

 Lu Huan: "Yes."

Pei Yunying thought for a while and then said, "Doctor Lu know that the man who died in Fangsheng Hall last night also stayed in Wuhuai Garden."

 Lu Zhuo raised his eyes.

There was a smile on his face, his expression was relaxed and leisurely, but there was no smile in his eyes. It was like the long black knife on his waist, which was cold and sharp. When he took it out of the sheath, he saw blood sealing his throat.

Lu Zhen looked at him with calm eyes: "Really? I've never heard of it."

Pei Yunying nodded, with a somewhat unclear look in his eyes: "Doctor Lu only brought a girl with him when he went to Wan'en Temple. It's dangerous for two women to travel alone, so why don't they bring more guards?"

　　Lu Zhen answered him in six words: "It's inconvenient because money is tight."

Pei Yunying looked at her with a smile: "Speaking of which, Doctor Lu went up the mountain to burn incense and light lamps to pray for blessings, but Doctor Lu didn't look like a Buddhist at all."

“Master Pei doesn’t look like a believer in Buddhism.” Lu Xu retorted, “Why did you come to the Qinglian Dharma Assembly?”

Yin Zheng on one side, no matter how slow he was, realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere at this moment, and hurriedly touched Lu Zhu's side to prevent the handsome commander from suddenly attacking.

Pei Yunying was not angry when he heard what Lu Zhu said. He just looked at Lu Zhu thoughtfully. After a while, he said, "Where did the scar on Doctor Lu's hand come from?"

Lu Zhen's heart moved, and he suddenly became enlightened in an instant.

I see.

 Thinking about it, Pei Yunying saw the scar on her wrist when she gave Master Dong acupuncture. But could he suspect himself just by looking at the scar?

This man is terrifyingly sharp.

Lu Yan said calmly: "When practicing medicine, it is inevitable to be injured by the medicinal materials."

 He stared into Lu Yan's eyes: "What medicinal materials?"

 “Black locust.” Lu Zhuo answered quickly.

Pei Yunying looked at her with an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling, as if he had understood her lie.

Lu Zhen was unmoved and looked at him coldly.

While they were in a stalemate, Master Dong didn't know what he said on the other end. The Dong family's servant called: "Doctor Lu, Doctor Lu!"

 The delicate silence was broken by this cry.

Lu Zhen nodded slightly to Pei Yunying, stopped entangled with Pei Yunying, turned around and walked towards the pavilion. Yin Zheng hurriedly followed.

Pei Yunying looked at her back quietly, his eyes becoming colder and harsher.

 Duan Xiaoyan and Xiao Zhufeng walked over from one side. Duan Xiaoyan asked, "Brother Yun Ying, what did you just say?"

“You don’t mean an acquaintance?” Xiao Zhufeng also glanced in the direction of the pavilion, “She doesn’t seem to want to talk to you at all.”

Pei Yunying did not answer his words, but suddenly turned his head and asked Xiao Zhufeng: "Have you ever heard of Robinia pseudoacacia?"

“What is black locust?” Duan Xiaoyan wondered, “Can it be eaten?”

Pei Yunying looked back, smiled, and said calmly: "It's nothing."

 …

At the other end, Lu Zhuo walked to the pavilion. Young Master Dong, who was surrounded by everyone, had completely woken up.

 The time for burning the incense had passed. Lu Zhuo knelt down and removed the golden needles from his body.

Young Master Dong was not as domineering as Mrs. Dong, but a little shy. He seemed not to have expected that the person who rescued him was actually a beautiful girl. When he saw Lu Zhuo's face, he didn't even dare to raise his head and only thanked Lu Zhuo in a low voice.

 Mrs. Dong wiped away the cold face she had shown Lu Yun earlier. At first, when she saw Lu Chen revealing her son's serious illness, she just wanted to tie him up for the sake of her son's reputation. But then Dong Lin's situation became critical. If Lu Zhuo hadn't turned the tide, the consequences would have been disastrous.

What's more, it seems that Lu Yun has a close relationship with Pei Yunying, the prince of Duke Zhaoning, and Mrs. Dong does not dare to treat him lightly.

She expressed her gratitude to Lu Chen: "Thank you Doctor Lu for your wonderful rejuvenation and saving my son's life today. I was rude to Doctor Lu before, and it was really my fault..."

Lu Zhen interrupted her compliment, glanced at Dong Lin, and spoke softly: "Your Majesty has a chronic lung disease and is short of breath. If he encounters any trigger, he will inevitably relapse. He should take good care of himself."

Hearing this, Mrs. Dong's face stiffened. Seeing that she could no longer hide it, she sighed and whispered to Lu Zhu: "This is Lin'er's chronic illness. He has taken a lot of medicine since he was a child and has seen many doctors. , the palace doctor was also sent in, but it still didn’t work. He didn’t have any attacks last year, and we all thought he was cured, but who would have thought..." As he said this, there was a hint of sadness on his face.

Lu Zhen paused for a moment: "This is not difficult." Mrs. Dong was stunned and said hurriedly: "How do you say this?"

"The lungs are the organ that stores phlegm. If the upper burner qi machine is not able to rise and fall properly, body fluids will condense and phlegm accumulates for a long time. If a new sensation triggers the underlying evil, it will be wheezing. The symptoms should be treated first, so as to dispel wind and heat, and then treat the root cause. It relieves phlegm from the chest, lowers qi and relieves asthma, and then strengthens the spleen and kidneys.”

Mrs. Dong didn’t understand the medical theory she was talking about, so she just asked: “Dr. Lu, do you mean that my son’s disease can be cured?”

 “I dare not say that it can be cured, but it can be eliminated in 70% to 80% chance.”

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Dong was overjoyed. She looked at Lu Yu and said, "Really? Doctor Lu, please don't lie to me!"

 Lu Zhen smiled in response.

 Mrs. Dong looked Lu Zhuo up and down, thinking to herself.

Dong Lin has been suffering from this disease for more than ten years. He has been treated by famous doctors and has taken a lot of medicine. Last year, the imperial doctor in the palace prescribed a medicine. After taking it for several months, Dong Lin improved a lot and didn't have another attack for a long time. Everyone thought he was cured, but they didn't expect that the attack happened today at Wan'en Temple, and it was so dangerous.

This Doctor Lu looked young. His eagerness just now actually saved Dong Lin, and he was calm and calm from beginning to end. He may have some real ability.

Mrs. Dong then softened her tone and said, "Doctor Lu, if you help me like this, you should be regarded as a benefactor of the Dong family. When you come down from the mountain, the Dong family will definitely reward you with generous gifts."

Half of this is for Lu Yan's life -saving grace, half, about selling to Zhaoning Gongzi.

Lu Zhuo knew it well and did not say anything. He just smiled and said: "There is no need for generous gifts, but I do have one thing I want from a common woman."

 Mrs. Dong said hurriedly: "Doctor Lu, if you have any needs, just ask."

"The maid and I went up the mountain to pray for the Qinglian Dharma Assembly. Now something happened at the Dharma assembly, and we met Master Dong here, so we were delayed a lot. The hired coachman had already left after the hour. If it's convenient for Madam, please help me. My maid and I are looking for a carriage to go down the mountain."

Mrs. Dong laughed when she heard this: "So that's what happened. What's the problem? There's no need to look for it. There are many carriages in the house. You can just choose one and take it yourself."

Lu Zhuo thought about it for a moment, then agreed and said with a smile: "That's fine. When we get to the hospital, I will just grab a few medicines and bring them to the house. I will boil them for you and give him a few meals later to help him maintain his health."

 Mrs. Dong was even more overjoyed and thanked Lu Shen repeatedly. The matter was settled.

Dong Lin has fully recovered and seems to be in no serious condition. Mrs. Dong drove down the mountain in a hurry to avoid any accidents on the mountain. Before leaving, he ordered someone to prepare a carriage for Lu and the others and **** them down the mountain back to the medical center.

Before getting in the car, Lu Zhuo looked around carefully and didn't see Pei Yunying's shadow. He thought he had already left.

 She withdrew her gaze and got into the carriage with Yin Zheng.

　　The carriage was a Zhulunhuacai carriage from the Dong Mansion. It was spacious and magnificent, with soft cushions and thin blankets padded inside. Yin Zheng whispered to Lu Huan: "Girl, we have already asked the coachman to come down the mountain."

 Lu Zhen nodded.

Naturally, the carriage she hired when going up the mountain would not come down so quickly. She said this deliberately, just to borrow the Dong family's carriage and let the people on West Street see clearly that even the minister of Taifu Temple was going to Renxin Medical Center. She went to the hospital to see the doctor, and her medical skills, Lu Zhuo, were really good.

 People in the world are accustomed to downplaying the weak and praising the high, and pretending to be powerful is not necessarily a way of survival.

 That's why when she saw Dong Lin having an asthma attack, she took the initiative to help him. It was not because she was a benevolent doctor, but because she saw that Dong Lin's clothes and jade hairpin were extremely rich and noble.

Whether he is a member of a wealthy family or a member of an official family, as long as his status is not low, he can help her get things done.

 She is so inconspicuous and her status is really humble. The Ke family can still get close, but if they want to plot against the court officials of the Court of Punishment and the Taishi Mansion, this status is not enough now.

 She needs greater fame and more connections to get closer to her goal.

 Talent...revenge.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a woman's face appeared. She smiled at Lu Huan and said, "Doctor Lu, this old slave is a servant of the Dong family. Madam asked the old slave to follow Doctor Lu and Miss Yinzheng, and they will arrive at the hospital later. By the way, take back the prescription prescribed by Dr. Lu."

Lu Zhuo nodded to her, and the woman climbed into the carriage, came in and sat down. Yin Zheng stopped talking.

 The road down the mountain is easier than the road up the mountain, and the drive is much faster. At first, the old woman was chatting with Lu Zong and Yin Zheng, but later she saw that neither of them looked very enthusiastic, so she stopped talking and only half-closed her eyes to take a nap.

We set off at noon and reached the foot of the mountain at dusk. The carriage did not stop and rushed all the way to West Street.

When they arrived at West Street, Renxin Medical Center was in front of them. Yin Zheng got off the carriage first and said to Lu Zhu with a smile: "Shopkeeper Du is very diligent today. It's almost time to turn on the lights and he didn't close the door. He couldn't be waiting for us specially." Well..." The words stopped abruptly.

Seeing this, Lu Zhen got out of the carriage. When he saw the situation in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.

The entrance to Renxin Medical Center was in a mess. One of the doors had been torn apart and was in tatters. The plaque was also pulled crookedly and hung precariously at the door.

 There were three or five passers-by standing across the street in front of the door, pointing at the shop.

Lu Zhen and Yin Zheng walked into the shop and saw that the small tower-like "Chun Shui Sheng" stacked on the yellow wooden table outside was all gone.

The picture written by Yin Zheng hanging on the wall had been torn off, leaving only the bare wall surface with the words "Sit in peace without hope for a solitary visitor. A bottle of spring water makes tea by yourself. A few winter plum trees welcome the early spring, and the drizzle and gentle breeze watch the falling flowers." .

The medicine cabinet was roughly opened, the medicinal materials were thrown on the floor, and the shop was in a mess, as if it had just been robbed.

Yin Zheng called out cautiously: "Shopkeeper Du?"

There was a "clang" sound from Lipu, as if something fell.

Lu Zong walked around the medicinal materials at his feet and walked inside.

The bamboo deck chair where Du Changqing usually sat slumped and had tea was now flattened, and Acheng was lying on it. His face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were broken, with some bruises oozing out, as if he had been beaten.

Half of an oil lamp on the table flickered a dim fire. Du Changqing sat next to Acheng, his head lowered and silent.

Lu Zhu was quiet and asked, "What happened?"

There was deep silence in the shop. After a while, Du Changqing's hoarse voice came, with suppressed exhaustion: "The people from the pharmacy are here."

 “A good medicine place?”

He raised his head, revealing a face with a bruised nose and swollen eyes, and said bitterly: "They won't let us sell 'Spring Water'."

 (End of this chapter)