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Chapter 120 Repeatedly making things difficult (1)

It’s interesting to call a girl instead of a doctor.

An Yi lowered her eyes and stood respectfully, and someone inside laughed and said, "Come in." The voice was lazy and charming. Just listening to it made people feel that the owner of this voice was so gorgeous.

Next to the exquisite smoke cage woven by purple bamboo strips, a woman in gorgeous clothes was sitting half-resisting to the door and half-siding on the beauty couch. She had a slim and charming figure and elegant posture. If her hair had not been white, just by her figure and voice, anyone would think she was a peerless beauty with a decade of beauty.

An Yi praised secretly and bowed on the brocade mat set by Aunt Jiang. The woman on the couch turned around and looked at An Yi with a smile and bowed again and again until she bowed to the third time. She pretended to be surprised and asked Aunt Jiang to stop her: "Stop this child quickly, how can you do such a heavy gift?"

Aunt Jiang then smiled and went to support An Yi: "What a honest child. If you don't ask you to stop, do you plan to keep bowing?"

This empress dowager is really like this. She pretends to be an ordinary old lady. If she has nothing to do, she just pretends to be a little bit. Not only will she choose such a place, she also plays like an old fairy. How can an ordinary old lady make a mat for the doctor who sees the doctor? After the doctor has been worshipping for three times, she pretends to be surprised? If she really treats this old fairy as an ordinary old lady, she probably thinks that she doesn't understand the rules and is arrogant and rude. If you want to pretend to be everyone, just want to treat her as a local bun in the countryside to tease and amuse you? Okay, she will make this old fairy. She wears all her clothes and does not wear flattery. An Yi has innocent and respectful face: "Mr. Xie has a noble status and is just a righteous person. You are the elder of Mr. Xie. You must be even more noble and righteous, of course you should be treated with caution."

"Although honest, I'm not stupid. This is very reasonable." Queen Mother Lian smiled and looked An Yi from head to toe.

An Yi stood in front of her with a smile, letting her look at her generously.

Lian the Empress Dowager asked again: "Why didn't your master come?"

An Yi answered truthfully: "My uncle is seriously ill, so Master wants to be filial and cannot leave."

Even a hint of anger flashed in the empress dowager's eyes and said, "She has always been extremely filial, and no other people or things can keep up with her master's importance."

After all, she is the most noble woman in the world. Although her tone is light, she is not angry and powerful. An Yi heard that she was very unhappy about Wu Jing's refusal to come, so she dared not speak, and lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Even the Queen Mother was silent for a moment, and asked casually, "How old are you?"

“Seventeen.”

"She doesn't take me seriously!" Queen Mother Lian's face suddenly changed and she said angrily to Aunt Jiang: "I have been in vain for all these years! Look, she repays me like this! How did she tell me at the beginning, but if she was summoned, she would definitely come. Now I am asking her, but she asked a child to perfunctorily treat me! Do you dare to say good things for her in the future?!"

Aunt Jiang listened to her venting her smile and said softly: "I heard from Duke Tang that although Miss An is young, she has followed Sister Wu since she was a child. She is the descendant of Sister Wu's robe and man. She has been the true master. She is diligent and hardworking, and has an extremely talented person. She is very famous in Feilongguan. Not to mention anything else, this fall, she led the prevention and control of a major epidemic and saved many children. Duke Tang's facial paralysis was also cured." After saying that, she held Queen Mother Lian's hand and said softly: "Old lady, think about it, if Miss An really fails, even Sister Wu is willing, Duke Tang will not dare, right?"

Even the Empress Dowager's expression was slightly clear, but she was still unhappy. She looked at An Yi and said, "They all said hello, but I think you are too young as a doctor and it is difficult for people to convince. What do you think?"

If you agree, it means you slap yourself and Wu Jing, and even Xie Mantang, the referee, will be implicated. If you don't agree, even the empress dowager will definitely find a way to make things difficult for her. An Yi weighed the pros and cons, and said sincerely with a smile: "The old lady is right. I am a little younger, but practicing medicine is not as good as eating. If Master and Lord Xie had not seen it with their own eyes and trusted it, they would never dare to let me go to Beijing to see you. Why don't the old lady let me try it? Just take the pulse, see if I'm right?"

"Since you are so confident, I'll give you a chance to try it out." Empress Dowager Lian stopped her delicate appearance and looked at Aunt Jiang. Aunt Jiang hurriedly took out a small and delicate pillow under her wrist and signaled An Yi to go forward to take her pulse.

An Yi breathed a sigh of relief, not afraid that she would let her treat her, but she would not let her treat her. As soon as her fingers hit the Queen Mother's pulse, the Queen Mother said with a smile: "Old woman, I am the most polite girl. If you don't look good, say it as early as possible, I will not blame you; but if I tell lies and cannot be cured, I will definitely be very angry." After a pause, he emphasized with a little sadness: "My disease is difficult to say. The famous doctors in the capital and the imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital have seen it, but none of them can be cured."

An Yi was prepared for this. This is the empress dowager of the current dynasty, the emperor's mother, the most noble woman in the world. If there is a slight headache and fever, there will definitely be a large group of people surrounding him. If the disease is cured, it would have been cured. How could it be Wu Jing, who has been away from Beijing for many years, and an unknown little woman, come to take advantage of this? Therefore, he did not show any timidity, but continued to take the pulse very calmly. He saw that the empress dowager Lian had a scratch on his wrist hidden in his sleeve, and there were several rashes the size of a Suzi on his neck. He was roughly aware of it. Just as he was about to ask about the disease, he was interrupted by the empress dowager Lian and said, "I know that you doctors are all concerned about looking, listening, asking and touching, but today the old woman wants to test you, the little doctor, tell me, look at it. What is the old woman's disease like?"

An Yi sighed inwardly and carefully diagnosed the pulse again, confirming that the disease was indeed very similar to a special case recorded in the secret book Wu Jing gave her. She also confirmed that Wu Jing had actually mentioned herself in a vague way, so she said confidently and calmly: "Dare you ask the old lady if she can't sleep at night these days, but she is sleepy during the day, doesn't want to eat, and is susceptible to wind and cold?"

Even the Empress Dowager put his hands on the pillow without comment.

An Yi looked at Empress Dowager Lian’s small movements and knew that she was not wrong. She continued: “Even if she took Anshen Decoction, she would wake up from dreams at night, be dry and itchy, and her skin was dry and itchy, and itchy…”
Chapter completed!
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