Early the next morning, Yang Ning led Tang Nuo to Yong'an Hall. He didn't know where Yong'an Hall was, so he asked Duan Canghai to accompany him.
Yong'an Hall is near Wende Bridge, Confucius Temple. This street is not very long, but it has three pharmacies and clinics. They are all time-honored brands that have been operated for many years.
When Yang Ning arrived in front of Yong'an Hall, he found that Yong'an Hall was indeed not small. Among the three pharmacies, the area of ​​Yong'an Hall was the best. The pharmacies were very wide, with four rooms from left to right, and three rooms on the left hand, which made it an empty pharmacy. The last room on the right hand was the clinic mentioned by Gu Qinghan, which was arranged very concisely.
Before he entered the medicine hall, he emitted a smell of herbs from it. Yang Ning glanced inside and saw two or three guys on the cabinet and several guests were grabbing medicine.
He was not in a hurry to go to the pharmacy first, but went to the last room and looked inside. Although it was just a room, it was not crowded. At this time, he saw three or four people gathering together and whispering something.
Yang Ning took the lead in, Duan Canghai followed behind. After Tang Nuo came in, he also looked around. Those people were so sensible that no one noticed that anyone was coming in.
Duan Canghai deliberately coughed, and he was full of energy and deliberately coughed with his throat. Then two people looked up. One of the old men in their sixties saw Duan Canghai and immediately got up and said with a smile: "Why are you here?" When they saw Yang Ning, they immediately put away their smile, walked forward quickly, bowed and said: "Criminal!"
Duan Canghai smiled and said, "Mr. Song, the prince brings Miss Tang to come and take a look. Do you know?"
"I know." Mr. Song smiled and looked at Tang Nuo who was looking around, and said, "Is this Miss Tang?" He looked up and down, and although there was still a smile on his face, his eyes still showed a hint of unconcealed disdain.
Yang Ning smiled and said, "Are you all talking? Don't disturb me?"
The other people had already gotten up, and after knowing Yang Ning's identity, they bowed and said, "I've seen the prince."
Mr. Song said: "Criminal, these are all colleagues nearby. Everyone likes to discuss medical skills together."
Yang Ning wanted to chat, so he didn't need to say anything about the medical skills of protruding the head. Since you are a peer, it's a little bit bad, even if you are competitors, no one can tell you about your true skills, but he still smiled and said, "It's a good thing to discuss medical skills and communicate with each other. No wonder you said so engagingly."
Mr. Song and the others looked at each other before lowering their voices: "Criminal, we are talking about something strange."
"Strange things? What's strange things?"
Mr. Song hesitated for a moment before whispering: "The prince doesn't know anything. A strange thing happened in the capital, it seems... it seems like there is a ghost."
Yang Ning was stunned and thought to himself that you were doctors at all, so why did you keep talking about ghosts? Duan Canghai had already asked, "What ghosts?"
"The blood-sucking ghost." The person next to him said carefully: "Someone died in the alley, and almost all the blood in his body was sucked away, leaving only bones and skin. It was really scary." After saying this, the few people next to him seemed to have a chill, and they couldn't help but look around, and it seemed that there was a ghost around him.
Tang Nuo was still observing the surroundings, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but look at it.
Duan Canghai frowned and said, "You have seen the blood-sucking ghost? How could such a strange thing happen?"
"We have never seen it, but Mr. Lan, the coroner of Kyoto Prefecture, has seen it." Someone said immediately next to me: "Mr. Lan and I go out together, and I am a fellow brother. They always drink together on weekdays. These days I ask him to drink, and I always refuse to let go of anything. I finally got together last night and told me this strange thing."
Yang Ning said: "Have he seen ghosts?"
"That's not." The man shook his head and said, "But the corpse that had been sucked by the ghost, but Senior Brother Lan personally inspected it. He said that seeing the corpse would have nightmares for the rest of his life. We who practice medicine have never seen any dead people. If we see many corpses, there is nothing to be afraid of. Senior Brother Lan is a coroner in Kyoto Mansion and has seen much more than us. Since he said this, it must be very terrifying."
"The body is in Kyoto Prefecture now?" Duan Canghai frowned, obviously knowing the doctor, and asked, "Doctor Huang, when did this happen?" Suspiciously, "If such a strange thing happened in Beijing, how could I know nothing?"
Duan Canghai is a generous person, and he is the chief escort of the Jinyi Marquis' Mansion. Although the Jinyi Marquis' Mansion is now in a state of twilight, over the years, the Jinyi Marquis' Mansion has been a glorious existence. Therefore, he has a wide connection in the capital, and he actually has contacts with both the three religions and the nine streams of black and white.
To put it bluntly, Duan Canghai is even the ear of the Jinyi Hou Mansion in the capital. Anything happens in the capital will soon be heard into Duan Canghai's ears. If such a strange thing happens, Duan Canghai will know nothing, which is really unacceptable to Duan Canghai.
Dr. Huang explained: "Actually, few people know about this matter so far. The Kyoto Mansion has strictly blocked this matter and prevented outsiders from knowing it. If my senior brother had not drunk a few more drinks, he would probably not have heard of the news."
Yang Ning nodded slightly. If this is true, the prefect of Kyoto Mo Zheng would naturally seal it up tightly. After all, it is an extraordinary time now. The emperor has passed away and the prince is about to ascend the throne. There are undercurrents in the capital. Of course, the people in the capital cannot be unstable due to other changes.
"So, this happened a few days ago?" Duan Canghai asked.
Dr. Huang lowered his voice and said, "Actually, this happened more than two months ago. The last time was three days ago." He stretched out his hand and raised three fingers. "So far, three people have died, all of whom have been sucked out of their blood, leaving only skin and bones, like mummies. Two of them are the yamen officers of Kyoto Prefecture, and one of them is unable to identify their identities." A hint of horror appeared in his eyes. "I heard that those corpses cannot be identified at all, and they have to rely on clothes to identify them. Two of them are wearing the yamen officers of Kyoto Prefecture, so they can recognize them, and the remaining one cannot be recognized."
Mr. Song said: "There has been martial law in the capital recently. People are not allowed to go to the streets at night. Every day, every hour of the New Year, no matter what shops are closed, there is no idle person on the street except patrolling yamen and officers and soldiers."
Yang Ning frowned and said, "If it's really a vampire, why do you only look for targets on the street and not enter the house?"
"It should be a lonely ghost, just wandering on the street." Doctor Huang looked lingeringly scared: "It was precisely because of the curfew in the capital that those corpses were discovered first by the people of Kyoto Prefecture, so they hid it down. I heard from my senior brother that Mr. Mo Tieduan had a headache about this matter. He was the prefect of Kyoto Prefecture, and people in the capital were killed one after another. If he couldn't find the murderer, the court would definitely ask him. But this time it was not done by ordinary people, it was caused by ghosts. Do you think Mo Tieduan could still fight with ghosts even if he was powerful?"
Duan Canghai said in a deep voice: "This matter is said no matter what. Since the Prime Minister Mo ordered the Kyoto Prefecture to strictly observe the news, it should not spread outward." Looking at the Doctor Huang, he said coldly: "Doctor Huang, don't be upset when saying something is right. You have not seen it with your own eyes and heard that you should not be public outside. You have said it yourself. Mr. Lan, the coroner of the Kyoto Prefecture, was drunk and he had already violated the order of the Prime Minister Mo. You are now promoting it here. Once it is really spread and the Kyoto Prefecture investigation, you will certainly not be able to escape, and even your senior brother will be harmed by you."
Mr. Huang was shocked and said with a bitter face: "I...I'm just chatting here, and there is no...I don't deliberately promote it."
Duan Canghai said: "It's good to stop here." He said to the others: "Don't talk about this anymore, even if you are at your family, don't get air flowing." He raised his hand and made a gesture on his neck, clicked "in" in his mouth, and said: "You know when it is now. If you really cause trouble, you can't escape."
The few people changed their colors and said, "I dare not say it, I dare not say it."
Seeing Duan Canghai's words scared several doctors, including Mr. Song, she smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, as long as you are not ostentatious, there is nothing." She turned to Tang Nuo and asked, "Miss Tang, what do you think of here?" She said to Mr. Song again, "Mr. Song, this is my friend, who is very good at medical skills and has a wonderful skill. I want to stay here for a while. Please help introduce some and take care of it in the future."
Mr. Song smiled and said, "I dare not, don't dare." The other people were already ready to leave, but when Yang Ning said this, they couldn't help but look at Tang Nuo. Seeing that Tang Nuo was a woman, they immediately looked down on him. Seeing that she was less than 20 years old, they were even more disdainful. He heard Yang Ning praise him for "rejuvenation of life". Although he didn't dare to say anything, he felt ridiculous in his heart.
"Miss Tang, this is the front hall. On weekdays, patients come here, and most of them are here to see a doctor." Mr. Song was very disdainful of this young girl in his heart, but he was still very enthusiastic. He raised his hand and pointed back. There was a large screen about two meters wide, which separated the front and back of the house. "There is the inner hall behind. If there are some inconvenient diseases, or women, most of them are in the inner hall. This street is close to Confucius Temple, so there are not many people. Moreover, our Yong'an Hall is also a time-honored brand, and there are many people who come to see a doctor. I am old and although I am a doctor in the hall, I can't stand it after a long time. The third lady just sent someone over and said that it was Miss Tang coming to help, which is great."
Although he said it was OK and had a smile on his face, no one could tell that he was not happy.
Yang Ning glanced at him. Not only Mr. Song, but also several other doctors who came to visit him were also looking at Tang Nuo suspiciously, with unconcealed contempt in his eyes. Yang Ning knew it well and knew the reason. These old men were all veterans in this industry, so naturally they looked down on a young girl.
This is also human nature.
Chapter completed!