Chapter 104 Mr. He is very indulgent to His Highness
nonsense!
Jiang Jinshuang slapped the case.
"If Mr. He hadn't saved Pei Du, the grass on his grave would have been three feet high!"
It was enough to say that she had ulterior motives and was ambitious, but Jiang Jinshuang was not happy if He Weijing was implicated.
Si Ning also knew Jiang Jinshuang's character and smiled reassuringly: "So I think it would be better for Your Highness to take Mr. He to Wenshan Pavilion for a visit."
"Let Mr. He diagnose and treat me again, and the rumors will naturally be disproven."
Jiang Jinshuang frowned, feeling a little troubled: "But I can't always bother Mr. He with such trivial matters, right?"
At first she asked He Weijing to rescue Pei Du, and later he detoxified her and treated Si Ning's heart disease.
I've troubled him so many times, and I'm really embarrassed to bother him with this kind of thing again.
Moreover, in the final analysis, these rumors spread because Jiang Jinshuang asked He Weijing to treat Pei Du.
Si Ning lowered his eyes and smiled: "Your Highness, you can ask Mr. He first. Mr. He is a kind-hearted doctor and will not fail to save Mr. Pei."
Jiang Jinshuang sighed: "That's all we can do."
If He Weijing disagrees, she will go to the Shange Mansion to refute the rumors herself!
Si Ning smiled, as if he had thought of something, and asked suspiciously: "Why don't you see the inkstone seal today?"
"Oh, Yanjue said he would be out of Beijing for a few days and would be back in five days."
Si Ning nodded and said with a smile: "No wonder."
"Huh?" Jiang Jinshuang was confused, "What's the wonder?"
"It was dark today, so Yan Jue went to Yong'an Mansion and asked to lend him a sweat horse."
"Did he say where he was going?"
Si Ning shook his head and smiled: "No, I borrowed the horse and left. He seemed to be in a hurry."
Jiang Jinshuang nodded and said nothing more. She stood up and said, "Then I'll go talk to Mr. He first."
Si Ning also stood up: "Then I'll take my leave first."
Jiang Jinshuang raised her feet to leave.
"Your Highness."
Behind him, Si Ning spoke in a gentle and gentle tone.
Pausing, Jiang Jinshuang turned to look at Si Ning: "What's wrong?"
Si Ning was still smiling. He stood in the light of the main hall, letting the warm light shine on his robes, making him look handsome and handsome.
"Your Highness does not need to be very reserved about Mr. He," he smiled. "No matter what others do, Mr. He is still very indulgent towards Your Highness."
……
Jiang Jinshuang suspected that Si Ning was lying to her.
In the side courtyard, He Weijing was sitting under the tree in the courtyard grinding medicine.
He was wearing a wide robe with long sleeves. For convenience, He Weijing put a collar on his body.
The man exposed half of his forearm. There were some light wounds on his forearm. They seemed to be old wounds. Although they had healed, they still left deep and shallow marks.
It's not intimidating, but it makes him look cold, upright, cold and ascetic.
Seeing her arrival, He Weijing raised his eyebrows slightly and kept grinding the medicine with a stone pestle in his hand.
"You're bound to do nothing good if you come here."
Jiang Jinshuang: "..."
hateful.
Si Ning must have lied to her!
Although she thought this in her heart, Jiang Jinshuang laughed dryly on her face and walked to He Weijing's side with a smile.
"What are you doing, Mr. He?" Jiang Jinshuang looked for words.
He Weijing kept moving his hands: "Eat."
Jiang Jinshuang was stunned for a moment: "Isn't Mr. He making medicine?"
He Weijing raised his eyebrows and looked at her emotionlessly: "I thought His Highness didn't know."
Jiang Jinshuang: "..."
What a vicious mouth!
He Weijing is known as the medical saint who can cure all poisons in the world. Didn't he think that if he licked his lips, he would be poisoned to death?
"Are you scolding me in your heart?" He Weijing's cold voice came.
Jiang Jinshuang blinked, with an innocent look on her face, and shook her head hastily: "No, no, what did Mr. He say?" He Weijing didn't pay much attention to her.
Jiang Jinshuang took a small stool and sat next to He Weijing, watching him grind the medicine.
I don’t know what kind of medicine he crushed.
If you get closer and smell it, you can still smell the sweetness of the flowers.
She propped her chin up and just watched quietly.
He Weijing didn't care at all. He pounded the medicine with his hands slowly and slowly. The stone pestle crushed the dried herbs into powder, and the fresh medicinal fragrance was emitted.
"If Mr. He is in need, I can send someone to help you." Jiang Jinshuang interjected from time to time.
He Weijing leaned forward slightly and lowered his head, and continued his movements: "My prescription is secret and I don't need help from others."
Jiang Jinshuang nodded: "Then it doesn't matter if I watch here?"
Finally, He Weijing stopped what he was doing.
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He sat up slightly, held his right wrist with his left hand, and moved it a few times.
His faint gaze fell on her: "It doesn't matter. If you know my prescription, you should keep silent."
God knows how weird it is for He Weijing to say such things with a serious and handsome face!
Jiang Jinshuang chuckled: "Mr. He is really good at joking."
The medicine is all finished.
He Weijing took the prepared medicine trough and pill rubbing board from the side, moistened them with sesame oil and lubricated them, and started rubbing the medicine.
"Tell me, why do you come to me?"
Rolling pills requires skill, and He Weijing must have done these things frequently, and he was very good at it.
Jiang Jinshuang scratched her face and laughed twice: "Mr. He, do you want to come with me to ask Shange to have a look?"
"Ask Shange?" The black pills rolled down from the medicine trough to the round trough one by one. "What are you doing there?"
Jiang Jinshuang thought for a moment and then said carefully: "That's it... the medicine you gave Mr. Pei last time seems to have failed. The poison in Mr. Pei's shoulder has relapsed today."
Jiang Jinshuang didn't tell He Weijing about the rumors.
——Worried about his overthinking.
He Weijing frowned slightly when he heard this: "Impossible. The prescription I gave to Wenshange is enough to cure his remaining poison. How could he relapse?"
After thinking about it, He Weijing pondered: "Is there any other poison in his body?"
Jiang Jinshuang shook her head: "I don't know much about this either."
But as far as she knew, apart from the injuries from the assassination, Pei Du didn't have any other injuries, right?
The pills in my hand were also rolled into pieces.
The pills are actually very small and very delicate in the medicine bottle. Even if you take one pill, you won't feel any bitterness.
After doing this, He Weijing handed the packed pills to Jiang Jinshuang: "Take it."
Jiang Jinshuang took it blankly, with a confused look on her face: "Is this... for me?"
He Weijing had already stood up and washed his hands.
The clear water washed away, and He Weijing took a napkin and wiped his hands clean.
Then he untied the loop at the waist and hung it back to the distance.
"The pills I gave you last time should be almost gone. I made some new ones."
Oh, it was the pill that Mr. He threw to her last time, telling her to take it for fun.
No wonder Jiang Jinshuang could smell the sweet fragrance of flowers when mixing the medicine.
"Mr. He, don't worry about me. I still have a lot of pills you gave me last time."
He Weijing heard this and glanced at her nonchalantly: "Then eat slowly and tell me when it's gone."
The very familiar conversation made Jiang Jinshuang feel a little dazed.
Jiang Jinshuang smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Mr. He."
After doing this, He Weijing straightened his clothes and took a few steps towards the arch of the courtyard.
Seeing that Jiang Jinshuang didn't follow, he turned to look at her: "Let's go."
"I'll go with you to ask Shange to have a look."