Lamp Flower Smile

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 Tong 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 gasp and feel tightness in the chest."

The servants of the Dong family no longer dared to treat her with contempt like they did just now, so they responded respectfully.

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

Just a few steps outside the pavilion, I saw someone standing in front of me.

The late spring wind blows the willow silk, and it becomes 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's true that he has a deceptive skin.

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

Lu Zhuo nodded: "Thank you so much, Mr. Pei, for rescuing the siege."

"It's just a little 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 stayed in Wuhuai Garden last night?"

Lu Chen: "Yes."

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

Lu Zhuo raised his eyes.

There was a smile on his face, and 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, and when it was drawn out of its sheath, blood was seen sealing its throat.

Lu Yan 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 Tong 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 doesn'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?"

No matter how dull Yin Zheng was on the side, he 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.

I think 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 terribly perceptive.

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

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

"Black locust." Lu Zhuo answered quickly.

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

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 Yun 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 the side. Duan Xiaoyan asked, "Brother Yun Ying, what did you just say?"

"Don't you 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 her 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 away, smiled, and said calmly: "It's nothing."

…

On the other side, Lu Yan walked into the pavilion, and Young Master Dong, who was surrounded by everyone, had completely woken up.

After the time of burning the incense, 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 saved 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 swept away the cold face she had shown towards Lu Zhuo 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, Lu Yun seemed to have a close relationship with Pei Yunying, the prince of Duke Zhaoning, and Mrs. Dong did not dare to treat him lightly.

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

Lu Zhuo 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 knew..." As he said this, there was a real sadness on his face.

Lu Zhen paused: "This is not difficult."

Mrs. Dong was stunned and hurriedly asked: "How do you say this?"

"The lungs are the organ that stores phlegm. If the Qi in the upper burner is not able to rise or fall, it will cause body fluid to condense and phlegm to accumulate 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 Huan and said, "Really? Doctor Lu, please don't lie to me!"

Lu Chen smiled in response.

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

Dong Lin has been suffering from this disease for more than ten years. He has been seen by famous doctors and has taken a lot of medicine. Last year, the palace doctor prescribed a medicine. After taking it for several months, Dong Lin got better. He 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.

Doctor Lu looked young, and his eagerness just now actually saved Dong Lin. He was calm and calm from beginning to end, and 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 these words were for Lu Zhuo's life-saving grace, and half were probably to make a good deal with Prince Zhaoning.

Lu Zhuo knew it well and did not tell the truth. He just smiled and said: "There is no need for generous gifts, but I do still have something to ask for as a daughter of the people."

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 that something happened at the Dharma Assembly, we met Master Dong here, and the time was delayed a lot. The hired coachman has already left after the hour. If it is convenient for Madam, please help 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 while, 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 decoct the young man a few times later to help him maintain his health."

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

Dong Lin has fully recovered and seems to be fine. 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 escort 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 looked away and got into the carriage with Yin Zheng.

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

Lu Zhuo 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 this world are accustomed to downplaying those who are inferior and promoting those who are superior, and pretending to be powerful is not necessarily a way of survival.

That's why when she saw Dong Lin suffering from an asthma attack, she took the initiative to help him. It wasn't because of her kindness as a doctor, but because she saw that Dong Lin's clothes and jade hairpin were extremely rich and noble.

Whether he is from a wealthy family or a member of an official family, as long as his status is not low, he can help her in her career.

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.

To...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 come with Doctor Lu and Miss Yin Zheng, 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, 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 arrived at the foot of the mountain at dusk. The carriage did not stop and sped 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.

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

The door of 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 Tong 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 by someone, leaving only the bare wall surface with the words "Sit quietly without hope and come alone, 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 the shop, like something falling.

Lu Chen 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 a little swollen, and the corners of his mouth were broken, with some bruises oozing out, as if he had been beaten.

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

Lu Tong calmed down and asked, "What happened?"

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

"Apothecary?"

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