Gu Fenglin was also very interested: "Xiaoying is really smart. I have read these books many times and have never found this. I will look for it with you when I come back."
Mu Yunhan discussed with him: "I'm going to have a pulse check today and want to chat with him a little more."
She really wanted to dig out some content from Gu Yilan, but she was afraid that Gu Fenglin would think too much.
But Gu Fenglin said straightforwardly: "Let's talk if you want. If he asks about the guinea pig, remember to handle it carefully."
Mu Yunhan was so happy that he hugged him, kissed him hard, and walked him to the gate in person.
Gu Fenglin stopped smiling as soon as he got in the car. He put his hand on the table and tapped it gently: "What are the priests doing today?"
Someone reported outside the window: "I went to the West Market to buy Hu cakes made by the Hu people, and I went to buy water from the Yuquan. I also went to the old house to find a secret-color tea set."
Gu Fenglin clenched his fists.
Even though he knew Mu Yunhan was trustworthy, the feeling of being coveted still stuck in his throat.
Old Man Gu whispered: "How about the old slave and the madam tell her not to go."
Gu Fenglin shook his head: "No."
She was very interested and wanted to find the secret.
How could he bear to disappoint her.
He would do his best to fulfill her preferences.
He will also use his own way to stop other people's covetousness.
Soon, everything will fall into place.
**
The medical elder, with dark circles under his eyes, yawned and asked Mu Yunhan to go out.
Mu Yunhan smiled when he saw his appearance: "You haven't slept all night?"
The elder doctor yawned and shed tears: "Those damn mice almost bit me, grandpa."
Mu Yunhan said: "Then you have to be careful, otherwise if you are really injured, wouldn't we have to worry to death? You are a big treasure."
The medical elder felt that her words were very popular, and he said with a smile: "Have you not learned half of my skills? It doesn't matter if you don't have me."
Mu Yunhan said: "Seventy to eighty percent? Not even one percent!"
The medical elder said deliberately: "I see, you think I haven't taught you enough."
"No way, you never hide anything." Mu Yunhan praised him and personally helped him into the car.
But a book fell out of the sleeve of the medical elder. She bent down to pick it up, blew away the dust, and handed it back with both hands.
But the medical elder held his hands and said, "I'll let you see me for a few days."
It is a large collection of pulse diagnosis.
The pages are yellowed and the edges are badly worn. It looks very precious and has been passed down for generations.
Mu Yunhan couldn't believe it: "You're not kidding me?"
The medical elder rolled his eyes: "What kind of person am I like?"
Mu Yunhan was afraid that he would regret it, so he immediately stuffed it into his sleeves: "You can't even be joking. You must mean what you say."
"You little brat!" the medical elder scolded with a smile, and suddenly asked in a lowered voice: "I discovered a very interesting thing. After taking Gu Yilan's blood, those mice were so excited when they saw me eating the food delivered from the kitchen.
That’s great! Have you ever found anything like this?”
"I didn't find it! They must be hungry and greedy!"
Mu Yunhan shook his head firmly, but what he was thinking about was that rats have very good noses. They are already second-generation vegetables, how can they still smell it?
Seeing that she didn't know, the elder doctor sat back and thought hard.
Mu Yunhan stepped into the priest's palace and keenly discovered that the atmosphere was different from before.
First of all, there used to be nothing on Gu Yilan's table except tea and books.
Today there are actually cakes, fruits, new tea sets, and the water for making tea is not ordinary well water.