C271 To warn

When they heard Song Qingyu's voice, a few of them were scared out of their wits. They sat up straight and stood there with their eyes wide open and their tongues tied. They looked at each other. The tables and stools clattered.

"Isn't he here?"

Song Qing and Yu laughed softly as if they heard a sound. Then, they noticed someone and walked in.

The person inside cursed himself for being an idiot, and walked up to him with a smile. "We were just talking. I didn't expect Song Si to come in and greet us. Come in quickly."

The one who spoke was Doctor Zhang Si. She stood up enthusiastically to give Song Qingyu a seat.

Song Qingyu smiled sweetly as she calmly looked at the several doctors around her.

When the doctor saw that Song Qingyu was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hand. He could only grab the handkerchief and force out a stiff and flattering smile. As soon as Song Qingyu arrived, he stood up.

Song Qingyu had a gentle and kind smile on his face, but did not sit down when he saw this, "I still have things to do, so I will not sit. I just made some pastries, so I wanted to give you some. "

As Song Qing Yu spoke, he took a plate of pastries from the box that Ah Wan was holding and sent it over to Doctor Zhang.

Doctor Zhang Si received the call with a face of shock and adoration. He looked at the call with eyes full of envy. "Why would there be a personal visit from the Song Division?" I originally thought that the Song Division was skilled in medicine and had both talent and looks. I didn't expect them to be able to make pastries. "

Song Qingyu smiled sweetly, "Why not try it?"

Doctor Zhang Si's expression froze. She was sure that Song Qingyu had listened to her words, but he still kindly brought her pastries. There was too much of a problem.

Doctor Zhang Si was frozen in place, not daring to move.

Song Qingyu raised an eyebrow as her eyes widened in confusion. Her beautiful eyes trembled slightly. "Doctor Zhang Si?"

Seeing that Song Qingyu was looking at him, Doctor Zhang immediately lowered his head guiltily. He thought that Song Qingyu did not dare to openly poison him, but he still fearfully looked at the pastries and hesitated for a long time before picking up one of his favorite pastries.

The crowd couldn't help but stare at the every move of Doctor Zhang Si. He was afraid that Doctor Zhang would die from poison if he consumed it.

However, after Zhang Si finished eating, he was very calm. Other than his somewhat unnatural expression, there was no other change.

"The Song Division's medical skills." Doctor Zhang Si praised with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Song Qingyu's eyes curved into crescents, "It's good that you like it. You guys continue to chat. I still have things to do, so I will take my leave." We'll leave this cake here. If you like it, I'll prepare more next time. "

As Song Qing Yu said this, he bowed.

Everyone else was busy returning the greeting.

After Song Qingyu had walked far away, the palace maid, Zhang Si, went out to stare at him. She fell down on her chair as if she was paralyzed and looked at the others with lifeless eyes, "Tell me, does Song Qingyu know about this?"

The others were just as scared as him. They had just recovered from their panic and were unable to react.

After a while, a brave person forced out, "Could it be that he's here to give us a warning? She must have found out we were up to something, and we said something like that. Come to think of it, did we talk about anything? "

Thinking back, everyone pursed their lips and didn't say anything.

Doctor Zhang Si hurriedly instructed a palace maid and said anxiously, "Go and find out if the Song Imperial Physician has sent any pastries to anyone else. Just now, the palace maid by her side had been holding a few boxes. Maybe they didn't even notice what we were saying. "

The palace maid nodded nervously.

A person at the side suddenly stood up and angrily said, "Forget it, I won't be sitting here anymore. I'll go back and tell those wives of mine that there's nothing more to say." Song Qingyu is different from people like us. She is the young miss of the Song Residence, not only is she under the care of the empress, but also under the protection of Chen Fei. She is the future Imperial Concubine Yu. I was crazy to come up with this idea with you. "

After she said this, everyone around her immediately responded and left.

Dr. Zhang Si was left alone.

Upon hearing this, Doctor Zhang Si became extremely nervous, especially when he recalled Song Qingyu's origins. He became even more flustered.

The palace maids by her side glanced at Doctor Zhang, then looked at the departing doctors one by one. They were clearly best friends, but in the blink of an eye, all of them dispersed.

The palace maid looked outside, then at Doctor Zhang Si. She hesitantly asked carefully, "Doctor Si, do we still need to inquire?"

As he was fretting about this, upon hearing the palace maid's question, Doctor Zhang slammed his hand on the table. "Of course I have to inquire about it. Hurry up and go." If there was a chance to give it to other doctors, there was still hope. "If there is none …" The more Doctor Zhang thought about it, the more afraid he became. In the end, he sat down and stopped talking.

When the palace maid saw this, she did not dare to delay and ran out.

When Song Qingyu returned from the corridor, he saw that Yang Ziru was still standing there. After a short pause, he stepped forward.

Yang Ziru waited for Song Qingyu for a long time with her eyes lowered. Worry about something.

When Song Qingyu was close enough, Yang Ziru finally noticed him. She was frightened and quickly came back to her senses. She opened her mouth and looked at Song Qingyu as if she had something to ask of him, but did not say anything.

Previously, he knew that Yang Ziru came here to look for trouble, but before he could finish his words, he left in a bad mood. Song Qingyu had expected Yang Ziru to return, but he did not expect Yang Ziru to be waiting for him in the yard.

Song Qingyu did not look at Yang Ziru, but instead walked to the front of the table and said, "These are the pastries that have just been prepared. One box for Sir Li and one box for Master Chen. Thank you."

Although he felt somewhat awkward, he still accepted it. "Don't worry, I will definitely hand it over to Lord Li."

Song Qingyu pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you very much."

The two of them bowed to each other, and then looked at Yang Ziru before looking at Song Qingyu. Then, they clasped their hands and bowed. "Excuse me, goodbye."

He was wearing an azure colored brocade robe, and he didn't seem formal at all.

He was just a teenager.

"Take care, Master Chen."

Song Qing and Yu Fu returned the greeting. When his silhouette disappeared, Song Qingyu's eyes were clear and clear as he turned around.

He looked Yang Ziru up and down.

Yang Ziru was wearing a simple and clean set of clothes. On the surface of the clothes were embroidered beautiful lotus leaves that blossomed one by one, clear and bright.

At this moment, Yang Zi Ru had her mouth shut, and didn't say anything. He stood on the spot with his head lowered and his hands wrapped around the handkerchief. He wanted to say something, but he did not.

Song Qing Yu glanced at her and took in her every move. Seeing that she did not say anything, Song Qingyu spoke gently with a gentle tone, "Do you have something to say? If there's nothing else, I'll just have to go somewhere else to deliver the pastries. Since you're free, you can accompany me there. "

Hearing that, Yang Zi Ru's face turned red, she glared at Song Qingyu, her temper tanking, "You went to get the pulse of Consort Chen, made the pastries, and sent them to her. Just when are you going to treat my sister?"