Chapter 212: Doctor Wen

Tie Zhu on the side became more and more mysterious: "If she is so godlike, then she won't be the daughter of destiny?"

Daughter of Destiny! A flash of spiritual light quickly slipped through Shen Mingjiao's mind, but she didn't catch it in time.

However, at present, it is certain that if you want to kill Su Qing, you must first understand her weird luck.

"However, I feel that compared to the beginning, her luck seems to be much weaker."

After saying that, she clenched her fist.

"But it doesn't matter. If it doesn't work, just get rid of the things she cares about little by little. At worst, you will be backlashed. I don't believe you can't kill her."

She has always had revenge, and even if she doesn't do anything, Su Qing will not let her go.

Yun Shu came over and knocked on the door, inviting them over for dinner.

Shen Mingjiao put this matter on hold for the time being, she said to Feng Lisheng: "There is nothing going on here, clean up, we will return to Beijing tomorrow!"

Feng Lisheng is naturally meaningless in this kind of matter, and since the two expressed their feelings to each other, he has treated Shen Mingjiao much more tenderly. "You can go shopping around Luodu City when you are free,"

Shen Mingjiao thinks his question is good. The last time she came to Luodu, because of investigating the case, and then there was the matter of Mrs. Zhao, she had mixed feelings and didn't have time to take a good look around.

…

Since she is going shopping, it is naturally impossible for her to go alone until the meal is over.

Shen Mingjiao called Yun Shu and Fu Guang, thought for a while, and then sent someone to inform Mrs. Yang.

Living in Yang's Mansion for the past few days, Mrs. Yang has done her best. Although she and the other party can't get along very well, she still has to give this face.

As an ancient capital with a long history, Luodu is as prosperous as Jiangnan, and some shops that can be visited are naturally very lively.

Shen Mingjiao picked up a pink breast-length skirt embroidered with hundreds of butterflies and flowers, and put it in front of Fuguang for comparison. "This dress will look good on you!"

Mingming Fuguang usually looks blankly expressionless, but for some reason, she really wants to choose such delicate and lively clothes for the other party.

Fu Guang obviously liked it too, but she pointed to the pendant on the neckline and said calmly: "It would be better to replace it with pearls!"

Shen Mingjiao nodded after thinking about it: "I'll ask someone to change it for you when I get back."

Said directly to the female attendant behind him: "Wrap it up."

Then he said to Yun Shu, "Since it's out, feel free to buy whatever you like."

Yun Shu nodded with a smile: "You actually said that, I'm definitely not being polite to you."

Although she said so, she still has a sense of proportion. Besides, she has been a flower girl for so many years, so she has naturally saved a lot of money. Although most of it was used by that scumbag Ji Wei, she still has a lot of savings.

The three of them are experts in their fields, and they are naturally at home when it comes to clothing and jewelry.

On the contrary, Mrs. Yang has always been very reserved. This kind of restraint is not because she is afraid of the identity of Shen Mingjiao and her party. But when facing someone with a little momentum, she dared not look at him.

Shen Mingjiao was a little puzzled. Although this Mrs. Yang was born in poverty, Mrs. Yang has been in the officialdom for twenty years. Logically speaking, even if she was a little cautious at the beginning, after so long, she shouldn't be like this.

Walking together at any rate, she stepped forward, followed Mrs. Yang's gaze, pointed at a pair of crimson paired plackets with a smile and said, "Madam, this dress suits you quite well, do you want to try it?"

Suddenly being called out by Shen Mingjiao, Mrs. Yang's nervous eyes only retracted: "...Okay, the princess is right, she is quite beautiful."

Shen Mingjiao was speechless, is she that scary?

But looking at Mrs. Yang like this, she suddenly thought of Gu Danxue, the cowardly and inferior daughter of the Ningyuan Houfu.

However, Gu Danxue was obviously raised and disabled on purpose, and Mrs. Yang in front of her is...

Thinking of Master Yang, who is an affectionate person in exterior appearance, she guessed that it should be related to it, but after all, the two have no friendship, so she can't say anything rashly.

The few people had a great time shopping, but shopping was considered a physical effort, and when she came out again, Shen Mingjiao was a little tired. At this time, the tip of the nose smelled a tempting scent of scallion oil.

She sniffed, and her stomach growled in cooperation. She asked several people: "Did you smell any fragrance?"

Yun Shu and Fu Guang nodded. The maid next to Mrs. Yang tried her best to sniff, "It's Chen Ji Noodle Restaurant, and his scallion noodles taste like this!"

Another maid also said: "Yes! Princess, you don't know, her pasta is the best in Luodu City!"

Even Mrs. Yang whispered, "His noodles are really delicious!"

Hearing what a few people said, Shen Mingjiao couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately got into the carriage. Not long after, the carriage turned around the front corner and arrived at Chen Ji Noodle House.

Several people got out of the car, and opposite to Chen Ji Noodle House was a rather large medical clinic. Shen Mingjiao noticed that there was a long queue at the entrance of the medical clinic. She looked around suspiciously, but the scent wafting from the restaurant behind her was too enticing, so she had no time to think too much.

Several people sat down by the window, and soon a guy came over.

The slender noodles are mixed with seasonings, and when the hot oil is poured, the aroma bursts instantly, and then it is decorated with green onion, which makes people unable to resist the index finger.

Shen Mingjiao picked up the noodles and took a sip, her eyes lit up instantly.

tasty! Although it is not as fine as the imperial chef in the palace, it has a special taste.

She ate while saying: "Before I leave tomorrow, I must ask His Highness and Shuo Er to taste it too."

Yun Shu laughed and joked: "Princess, you can think of Your Highness in everything now!"

While several people were chatting and laughing, Shen Mingjiao was almost full. She took out her handkerchief and wiped her mouth, then raised her eyes and unconsciously looked out the window.

This window is facing the opposite medical building, and it is not unusual to be able to clearly see the long queue at the entrance of the medical building.

It's strange that almost all of these people in the queue are well dressed, and many of them even wear silk.

She pointed at these people and asked Mrs. Yang: "What are they doing?"

Mrs. Yang followed her gaze and explained in a low voice: "Today is Divine Doctor Wen sitting in the hall."

"Miracle Doctor Wen!"

Shen Mingjiao thought about it carefully, and she was sure she had no impression.

Yun Shu thought for a while: "Is it the warm doctor who specializes in treating brain and heart diseases?"

Mrs. Yang nodded, looked at several people, and carefully explained:

"This genius doctor Wen is very powerful. He has cured several born idiots. I heard that he used to work in the imperial hospital. Later, he resigned as an imperial physician for some reason and traveled around. He would stay in one place for a period of time every year. "

She pointed to the people queuing up outside the medical hall: "They all came to seek medical treatment from Dr. Wen."

As for why the people who come here are all well-dressed, it is not difficult to understand. Generally speaking, if someone from a poor family has a bad brain or is depressed, why would they spend spare money to see a doctor?

When Shen Mingjiao heard that she had worked in the Imperial Hospital, Shen Mingjiao remembered: "It turned out to be Imperial Doctor Wen. I know him. He once cured the Queen's Empress. Later, it was said that he wanted to find more rare cases, so he asked His Majesty to resign. Travel around."

She still heard Wu Yuanzheng mention that the so-called heart disease and brain disease are also commonly known as mental illness. Doctors who specialize in treating this type of disease are rare, so she was impressed.

…

A group of people walked out of the noodle shop after eating, and passed by the medical clinic, thinking of something, Shen Mingjiao turned around and asked Fu Guang: "Did you bring the prescription that Yingsu gave you?"

Floating light shaking his head.

"Oh, forget it, wait until we return to the capital..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Guang continued: "I've memorized it."

Shen Mingjiao: "..." A good memory is so willful.

Shen Mingjiao led Fu Guang into the hospital, and Mrs. Yang had no choice but to follow.

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused, and the one who was seen the most was not the unparalleled beauty of Shen Mingjiao and Yunshu, but Fuguang.

No way, her blond hair, which is different from that of the Han people, and the vertical and horizontal scars on her face, although she always wears a veil in front of people in order not to scare people, is still eye-catching.

There are many eyes that are not so friendly, but she doesn't care. The shopkeeper saw Mrs. Yang who was one step behind Shen Mingjiao, and hurriedly greeted her respectfully.

"Several nobles also came here for Dr. Wen?"

Shen Mingjiao shook her head: "No, let's grab the medicine."

Fu Guang mechanically hugged a large list of drug names to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was dizzy for a while: "Wait, girl, speak slowly."

Fu Guang glanced at him indifferently, as if he thought his memory was too bad, so he took the pen and paper on the counter and began to write.

Xu Shi doesn't often write Chinese characters, and the handwriting is a little crooked.

Fortunately, this medical center is considered the largest medical center in Luodu City, and all the medicinal materials needed can be bought.

The clerk quickly grabbed the medicine, and Shen Mingjiao was about to leave after paying the bill.

A cry of exclamation was heard in my ear, the curtain of the back hall was lifted, and a man in his thirties came out.

Shen Mingjiao curiously followed everyone's line of sight, and saw that the man's facial features were ordinary, but he had a gentle temperament that made people subconsciously want to get close.

The man turned his head to look over, and his eyes met for a moment. Shen Mingjiao's heart trembled, she felt a familiar aura that belonged to the same kind.