Chapter 71 Jiang Jinshuang, I will never betray you.
"Doctor?" Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyes.
"Yes, the doctor said that you should go to meet him in person, otherwise he will leave."
This weird character...
A figure appeared in Jiang Jinshuang's mind.
With a sharp look in her eyes, Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows and walked out of the house without thinking!
Outside Wenshan Pavilion.
A man in a green and white robe, with sparse and clear eyebrows, heard the footsteps and looked towards the door of the mansion.
Jiang Jinshuang could see who was coming at a glance!
The eyes were brighter, and joy flashed in Jiang Jinshuang's eyes: "Mr. He!"
——He was the military doctor who accompanied King Ruiyang’s army back then, He Weijing!
This is the person Jiang Jinshuang has been looking for!
He Weijing's face was cold, but when he saw Jiang Jinshuang, his eyebrows were sparse and light.
Jiang Jinshuang suddenly remembered that He Weijing should not know her.
"Ah, Mr. He has long admired me, I am King Ruiyang's——"
"I recognize you." He Weijing spoke with a calm tone.
Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said hurriedly: "I should have greeted Mr. He with courtesy, but I just wanted to ask if Mr. He, the chief minister of Shan Pavilion, has been plotted against and his life is in danger. Can Mr. He come to rescue him?"
He Weijing: "I heard rumors when I came to the capital, let's go."
Jiang Jinshuang was overjoyed and took He Weijing into Wenshan Pavilion.
Outside Pei Du's bedroom.
He Weijing looked at the imperial doctors who were standing inside and outside the dormitory, and frowned slightly: "Clear them all away, it will be a panic."
Jing Mo on the side didn't know He Weijing's background. Hearing what he said, his tone was slightly cold: "Who are you?"
Jiang Jinshuang stepped forward: "Jingmo, listen to him and believe me."
Jingmo glanced at He Weijing, then turned to Jiang Jinshuang.
Finally, he nodded slightly and invited all the imperial doctors out of Wenshan Pavilion.
He Weijing turned to look at Jiang Jinshuang: "Wait for me here."
"Mr. Laohe."
He Weijing walked in.
Jingmo glanced in the direction of the bedroom with some worry, and then asked Jiang Jinshuang beside him in a low voice: "Your Highness, who is this person...?"
"The king of hell is destined to die, but he is the only one who can open the door to life."
Hearing what Jiang Jinshuang said, Jingmo's eyes widened with astonishment on his face: "Contemporary medical sage—Mr. He is Mr. Jinghe!?"
Jiang Jinshuang smiled: "Your family is very lucky."
Jingmo couldn't hold his chin: "But, aren't there rumors that Mr. He accompanied His Royal Highness King Ruiyang in the army earlier, and then traveled around the world and headed west?"
Why did he suddenly appear in the capital! ?
And... is the world-famous medical saint actually so young?
"What a mouth that can't speak."
As soon as Jing Mo finished speaking, He Weijing wiped his hands with a wet towel and walked out of the bedroom calmly.
Realizing that he had said something wrong, Jingmo hurriedly clasped his fists and apologized: "I'm sorry, Mr. He, but I made a mistake!"
He Weijing's eyebrows were serious and showed no emotion.
"Mr. He, my master's injury..."
He Weijing said calmly: "A small injury, a small poison."
As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper and wrote a prescription: "Follow this prescription to get the medicine and decoct it for him. I will deal with the arrow on the shoulder later."
Jingmo's eyes lit up and he hurriedly thanked: "Thank you so much, Mr. He! Mr. He is so kind and kind, I will definitely..."
"Shut up, it's so noisy." He Weijing interrupted impatiently.
It is said that doctors are kind-hearted, but this Mr. He has a very strange temper.
Jingmo was not angry at all, he smiled and hugged his fists again, and hurried down to find someone to make some medicine!
For a moment, Jiang Jinshuang and He Weijing were the only ones left outside the bedroom.
Jiang Jinshuang also nodded slightly towards He Weijing: "Thank you, Mr. He, for your help. If it weren't for you today, Mr. Pei would probably have narrowly escaped death."
He Weijing said nothing, but his eyes fell on her.
He took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to explore her neck.
"Hiss——"
Only later did Jiang Jinshuang realize that she had a scratch on her neck. The arrow must have passed through her. The situation was so rushed that no one else saw it, and she didn't pay attention to it either.
He Weijing frowned and his face darkened a bit: "Just care about others, not yourself."
Jiang Jinshuang blinked.
I don’t know if it’s her imagination, but she always feels that this Mr. He...
She seems to be very familiar with her?
In a daze, He Weijing wrote another prescription: "Go, find someone to take the medicine and take it."
Jiang Jinshuang smiled nonchalantly: "It's just a minor injury, sir, don't worry about it."
This small injury, even if it is toxic, can be completely withstood by her physique.
But when Jiang Jinshuang said this, He Weijing's face became even colder, and his beautiful brows slightly lowered: "I am a doctor and you are a doctor?"
Jiang Jinshuang: "..."
So fierce.
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But there are people to ask for.
Jiang Jinshuang had no choice but to laugh dryly and glance at the prescription: "Mr. He, can licorice be used to detoxify?"
He Weijing said calmly: "No."
"Then why did you add licorice to it?"
He Weijing glanced at her: "Let you suffer some hardships and learn a lesson."
Jiang Jinshuang: "..."
……
He Weijing's medical skills are indeed superb.
After taking that bowl of soup, Pei Du looked much better.
But Jingmo looked at the arrow that had not been pulled out from his shoulder and was a little worried: "Mr. He, how should I treat the wound on my master's shoulder?"
After Jiang Jinshuang took the decoction, she was completely fine.
He Weijing glanced at Pei Du emotionlessly, and then said: "Go out and leave this place to me."
Jingmo had completely trusted Mr. He. He carefully put Pei Du down and turned to leave.
When Jiang Jinshuang saw this, she didn't dare to disturb him and prepared to leave.
But before she could raise her feet, He Weijing said, "You stay."
Jiang Jinshuang stopped: "What does Mr. He need from me?"
He Weijing said calmly: "The arrow on his shoulder directly pierced the shoulder blade. If you want to avoid any hidden disease, you have to find the right time to pull it out from the bone seam."
After a pause, He Weijing said: "You are the only one in the entire capital who can do it."
The next second, Jiang Jinshuang's face darkened slightly, her eyes slightly cold: "Sir, do you know that I know martial arts?"
He Weijing turned around and looked at Jiang Jinshuang: "Does Your Highness know how many doctors there are in Wanjin?"
After a pause, he asked and answered himself: "Including the barefoot doctors, there are a total of 6,739 people."
"Among these more than 6,000 doctors, 4,112 are proficient in 'looking, hearing, asking, and feeling'; 931 are able to treat people by just 'looking, hearing, asking, and feeling'; and 931 are able to diagnose and treat people using only 'looking, smelling, and feeling' Seventy-three people.”
Finally, he said coldly: "I am the only one in Wanjin who can judge the skill of the incoming person just by looking at him."
Such crazy words.
But when He Weijing said it in front of him, it was unconvincing.
Hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang raised her lips and smiled: "Can Mr. He keep it a secret for me?"
It seemed that Jiang Jinshuang would ask such a question.
He Weijing frowned at first, and then looked at her seriously.
He sighed slightly helplessly, his tone softer.
"Jiang Jinshuang, among all the people in the world, I will never betray you."
Jiang Jinshuang has never learned the art of physiognomy.
But at that moment, her intuition told her that everything He Weijing said was true.
She took a deep breath and asked seriously: "What does Mr. He need from me?"
He Weijing turned to look at Pei Du, who was still unconscious on the bed.
"Take off his clothes."
(End of chapter)