A waiter ran in hurriedly, and shopkeeper Liu frowned.
"Be careful, you are making a fuss." He said displeasedly.
The boy stood up hurriedly.
"Miss Jun, there is no need for you to be surprised. Whether a man comes to get medicine or for consultation, he should keep his mind straight." Shopkeeper Liu gave a lesson, picked up the teapot and poured tea before asking, "What's the matter?
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"Shopkeeper, the Imperial Hospital has asked Miss Jun to treat King Huai." The boy said hurriedly.
Shopkeeper Liu shook his hand, and the hot water in the teapot immediately spilled out, splashing all over him.
"Shopkeeper." The young man hurriedly stepped forward to help.
Fortunately, I wore thick clothes in winter, so I didn't get burned, but I was just a little embarrassed, but now Shopkeeper Liu can't care about that.
"What did you say?" he asked urgently, "Who are you treating?"
"Shopkeeper, do you still remember? At the beginning, Dr. Jiang of Taiyuan Hospital once told Miss Jun that Miss Jun would treat the diseases that he could not cure. Now he has indeed..." the young man said with excitement.
Before he finished speaking, Shopkeeper Liu pushed him away angrily.
"Go away, I can't explain anything for a long time." He shouted, and before the boy could speak again, he had already rushed out.
"It's too much of a fuss, I haven't said anything yet." The boy murmured with a puzzled look on his face before he recovered.
When Shopkeeper Liu arrived at Jiulingtang, the store was busy packing the things that Miss Jun wanted to bring.
"Miss, can I really not go with you?" Liu Er said with regret.
"Liu'er's is acne, but it will be passed on." Chen Qi said from the side.
"My lady is not afraid, and I certainly am not afraid either." Liu'er glared at him.
"Your young lady is so powerful." Chen Qi chuckled and looked at Miss Jun again, "She will be even more powerful once she comes back."
It's even more powerful. Let's talk about it before you go and you can come back.
"Miss Jun, that's acne." Shopkeeper Liu said, "This kind of disease is difficult to cure."
Miss Jun hummed.
"But I can cure it," she said.
It was acne. How could you be so sure? Shopkeeper Liu didn't know what to say.
"Miss Jun, do you know that is King Huai..." he could only say.
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Miss Jun.
"I know." She said, "It's not a question of who is sick. The hospital can't cure it. I said I can cure what they can't. What we are targeting now is this disease, not this person.
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These are really childish words. Shopkeeper Liu smiled bitterly.
If this person cannot be cured, someone will target you.
Although King Huai's illness was a coincidence, Tai Hospital's recommendation of Miss Jun for treatment must have been deliberate. Therefore, the old saying that you should not eat what you eat and don't make excuses is completely true.
Who would have thought that such a dangerous disease would appear, and that the person suffering from the disease would be such a dangerous person.
"Miss, the hospital's car is here," the store clerk said.
Miss Jun nodded and reached out to pick up the medicine box. Liu Er was reluctant to leave it, and Fang Jinxiu was a little worried.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Miss Jun smiled.
That was her brother, and she came to the capital just to keep him safe.
Seeing Miss Jun leaving in the carriage, Shopkeeper Liu sighed again.
"Shopkeeper Liu, don't worry. It's a good thing that he's cured." Chen Qi said.
"Can it be cured?" Shopkeeper Liu said angrily.
Chen Qi chuckled.
"That's acne, so what's weird if it can't be cured?" He said, "This is gambling. If you cure it, you'll get great fame and fortune. It doesn't matter if you lose. There's no shame in it if the acne can't be cured."
Shopkeeper Liu snorted.
"If you win in gambling, you will gain fame and fortune, but if you lose in gambling, it is not as simple as losing face." He said.
Chen Qi still smiled.
"But for us it's that simple, because there is still an imperial edict," he said.
Shopkeeper Liu's expression softened slightly. Yes, there is an imperial edict. There is an edict. If any noble person in the palace wants to cry and be unreasonable, he can use it.
But this imperial edict was probably going to be withdrawn, and he felt a little heartbroken when he thought about it.
This bet is really a big one.
"Don't look at it. We can't do anything else now, so let's build momentum." Chen Qi said.
Shopkeeper Liu glanced at him, what kind of momentum was he creating?
"Acne is so terrible," Chen Qi said, "and it's so difficult to cure."
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"The sores appear all over the head, face and body, and look like fire sores. They are all covered with white paste. They develop as time goes by, and those who develop these symptoms often die."
Ning Yunzhao read, put down the book in his hand and sighed.
"Now the imperial doctors are in trouble."
Ning Yan, who was wearing a homely Taoist robe, frowned.
"Acne is difficult to cure, so we can't make it difficult for the doctors." He said, looking at the scrolls and books piled on several desks by Ning Yunzhao.
These are all the records about acne that Ning Yunzhao found out from his study in one afternoon.
Ning Yunzhao picked up another volume and read it.
"In the fourth year of Yonghui, this sore spread from west to east and spread throughout the sea. There is no cure." He read.
Ning Yan nodded.
"The disease that has no cure and is contagious is the plague." He said, "Now some people in the capital are panicking. Fortunately, King Huai did not go out, and the disease can still be controlled in the palace of King Huai."
As he spoke, he looked at Ning Shiyi who was sitting beside him.
"The Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division has already started sprinkling white ash all over the city, right?"
Ning Shi nodded.
"It's already started." He said, and he also took out a volume and read it, "Brother Ten, why are you suddenly interested in this? Didn't you study behind closed doors and not come out before the Chinese New Year?"
Ning Yan also looked over.
Ning Yunzhao put down the book in his hand.
"I just sigh a little bit." He said, "King Huai is so unlucky."
Ning Yan looked a little disappointed, while Ning Shiyi coughed lightly.
"Brother Shi, aren't you?" he said, "how can a disciple of the saint sigh like this?"
"Time is also destiny. This cannot be said to be a misfortune." Ning Yan said, "There are countless children in the world who have lost their parents, and there are people everywhere who are ill and difficult to cure. How can you treat him just because he is King Huai?
A sad sigh?"
Ning Yunzhao stood up and listened attentively, bowing in response.
Ning Shiyi also stood up and lowered his hands to listen.
"Sickness is just a disease. How can we sigh about our lives?" Ning Yan said, "When there is a disease, the doctors try their best to treat it. How many people in the world are sick and even the doctors look down on them, what is there to sigh about.
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Ning Yunzhao and Ning Shiyi answered yes again.
Ning Yan glanced at them.
"Okay, all of you, go down. There are many things that can benefit the country and the people, so don't act like little children." He said.
Ning Yunzhao and Ning Shiyi responded, bowed and left.
When Ning Shiyi came out, he let out a breath, raised his hand and punched Ning Yunzhao.
"It's all your fault," he said, "I was scolded for being so idle and sighing."
Ning Yunzhao smiled and waved his hands.
"I'm bored from reading, so just think about it," he said.
Ning Shiyi kicked him.
"When you feel bored, go sing, play the piano and drink." He said.
The two left chatting and laughing. Mrs. Ning came to the study with tea soup and looked at Ning Yan who was packing up the books.
"Teach them both what to do again," she scolded.
Ning Yan shook his head.
"Those who feel sad because of a pimple should be like that ignorant woman." He said.
Mrs. Ning Er smiled.
"King Huai is just a child after all. It's inevitable that everyone will feel sorry for him when he gets this kind of disease, and the doctors say it can't be cured." She said, smiling again at this point, "However, a new doctor has been appointed, and he may be able to cure it."
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Ning Yan heard that she hesitated and looked up at her.
"That's the young lady from the Jun family." Mrs. Ning Er said.
Ning Yan frowned.
"Absurd," he said.
"What's ridiculous? She was obviously tricked by the imperial doctors." Mrs. Ning Er covered her mouth and smiled, "Waiting until she can't be cured, the emperor will punish her."
Ning Yan put the scroll back on the desk.
"Doctors can't cure a disease like acne, so why should they punish it?" he said. "Has the emperor become their tool of strife? It's really outrageous. I will never allow this to ruin His Majesty's reputation."
He paused here.
how….
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Ning Er asked.
Is this boy Yunzhao feeling fond of the king or Miss Jun? Ning Yan frowned, maybe he was overthinking it.
"It's okay." Ning Yan said, took the tea soup and took a sip.
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Ning Yunzhao, who walked out of Ning's house, let out a breath, looked in the direction of Prince Huai's Mansion for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and walked slowly along the street.
At this time, Miss Jun's carriage stopped in front of Prince Huai's Mansion.
The door of Prince Huai's Mansion was closed tightly, and there was a strong smell of medicine in his mouth and nose. This street was extremely deserted and it was dead quiet.
An imperial physician covered his mouth and nose with a scarf and knocked on the door. The concierge, who had already received the news, opened the door.
"Please, Miss Jun." The imperial doctor did not enter, but stood outside the door and said, "Would you like to give it to you..."
Before he could say anything about the scarf, Miss Jun had already passed him and entered.
She looked at the straight white jade corridor and walked slowly.