Huimin Pharmacy is as busy as ever.

Among the patients who came to see the clinic, there were many people who came to follow up. They whispered to the new patients: "Whose license plate are you getting? Dr. Xiao Cheng's medical skills are of course excellent. However, they are still not as good as Miss Cheng..."

"Sometimes ago, a patient who had suffered from abdominal pain came to the medicine hall. Other doctors could not find out the cause of the disease and were at a loss. Miss Cheng ordered someone to carry the patient to the back hall. It was heard that he had used a knife to open the abdomen for the patient and cut a rotten meat in the abdomen. Then he sewed the wound up..."

"God! This is true or false!"

"Of course it's true. I saw it with my own eyes. The patient lived in the medicine hall for a few days and was carried home by his children and grandchildren. This girl Cheng is really a magical doctor!"

"You don't know yet! Miss Cheng's biological father is Cheng Wang, who is a famous miracle doctor in the Great Chu Dynasty. There was a plague in the border army that time, and the plague spread. I don't know how many soldiers would die. It was Dr. Cheng who developed the prescription and saved thousands of soldiers."

"The origin of family education is no wonder Miss Cheng's medical skills are exquisite."

"Isn't it? I heard that those noble and noble ladies from famous families came to the pharmacy to see Miss Cheng when they were sick..."

Patients with not too severe symptoms, waiting in line while whispering gossip.

In just one month, Cheng Jinrong has become famous.

While Cheng Jingan was busy running errands, he also listened to gossip from time to time, and listened with relish.

After a while, Cheng Jinrong was a little dry and ordered casually: "Licorice, pour some tea."

Just as the licorice was answered, the tangerine peel was poured in a cup and sent it over: "This is a flower tea specially prepared by a slave, which has the effect of moistening the throat."

This dried tangerine peel is indeed clever and pleasing.

Cheng Jinrong took the teacup and smiled casually: "Why didn't you bring tangerine peel and licorice tea today?"

Tangerine peel: "…"

Chenpi quickly glanced at Licorice, who was teasing her master, and responded with a shameless face: "I brought it, but it was specially prepared by the servant for Licorice to drink."

Cheng Jinrong smiled.

However, licorice is rough and has a big leaf, so she doesn't see the affectionate "autumn waves" of tangerine peel. However, with the daily diligence and unremitting efforts of tangerine peel, she has adapted to this stingy licorice sister.

When Licorice heard this, she immediately said, "I'm thirsty, too."

Just wait for this sentence!

Tangerine peel happily poured a cup of tangerine peel licorice tea. The tea was sweet and quenched thirst and delicious. I drank a cup of licorice and another cup, and in less than a moment, I drank a pot of tea.

Tangerine peel was served tea with a thick face and talked to licorice in a mess.

There are always two or three times in a day.

Cheng Jinrong laughed it off.

Cheng Jinghong glanced at Chenpi, feeling quite dissatisfied.

His master, who was a doctor for half a day, was very thirsty!

He can’t drink tangerine peel and licorice tea, so he can just pour a cup of ordinary tea!

...

There was a commotion at the door.

Such a commotion often means a "distinguished guest".

In the past half a month, Zheng Qinghan, Zhu Qixuan, Ye Qingyun has disappeared. Pei Zhang and He Qi are busy preparing for the upcoming imperial guard competition, but have not shown up. Who will be here today?

Cheng Jinrong frowned slightly invisibly and looked up.

What caught my eye was a dark and anxious face.

It was He Qi's personal bodyguard Su Mu!

Cheng Jinrong's heart sank slightly.

Su Mu walked over quickly and bowed: "The third young master suddenly felt a cramp in his abdomen today and was weak all over. The grandma told the young master to come and ask Miss Cheng to go to the Duke of Pingguo's mansion to see the prince."

Cheng Jinrong: “…”

He Qi has a constant abdominal pain today. How do you participate in the Imperial Guard Competition tomorrow?

Could it be that He Qi missed the competition in his previous life because of this?

Think deeper. How come He Qi suffers from abdominal pain? Could it be that someone secretly hurts him?

The more Cheng Jinrong thought about it, the more frightened he became. He stood up without hesitation: "Okay, I'll go now!"

"Cousin Rong," Cheng Jinghong said to stop him: "I'll go!"

Cheng Jinrong refused without thinking: "Since I'm here to invite me, I'll go."

How can she feel at ease if she doesn't go in person?

The grace of saving lives should be repaid with the help of the enemy. He Qi must not leave his hands alone in the troubles.

Cheng Jinrong's attitude was extremely firm. Cheng Jinghong had no choice but to give in: "Since that's the case, I'll go with you."

The patients waiting in line suddenly became anxious and left. Who will treat them? At that moment, some patients plucked up their courage to beg. Cheng Jinghong then reacted and quickly changed his mind: "Second brother, you accompany cousin Rong to the Duke of Pingguo Mansion."

Anyway, Cheng Jinrong must not be allowed to go to the Duke of Pingguo Mansion alone.

...

It was almost noon.

The carriage stopped at the door of the Duke of Pingguo Mansion.

Cheng Jinrong got off the carriage, looked at the Duke of Pingguo's Mansion without any intention, and said to Su Mu: "Where is the third son of He? Take me there immediately."

Cheng Jing'an: "..."

No wonder my elder brother asked him to come with him.

The appearance of Rong's cousin doesn't look like she is calm in love with Mr. He San.

Su Mu led the way ahead and soon led Cheng Jinrong and his sister to Lingyun Pavilion.

As soon as I stepped into Lingyun Pavilion, I saw a row of maids kneeling under the long eaves of the corridor.

These maids are all in their youth, either pretty, charming or gentle. They cry so hard that their eyes are red, and they are pitiful, and I still feel pity for them.

Cheng Jinrong: “…”

It is common for noble young men who are born in noble families to serve them.

However, there are too many beautiful maids around He Qi!

Cheng Jinrong withdrew his gaze and walked into the dormitory with Su Mu.

The madam's angry curse first came into her ears: "... Check it out carefully! Who is trying to harm my Saburo! I'm going to peel him!"

The kind-eyed woman on the side comforted the grandmother softly: "Don't be impatient. My daughter-in-law has ordered someone to thoroughly investigate Lingyun Pavilion and the kitchen, and will definitely pull out the villain who was secretly in trouble."

Zhu Qijue and the other two surrounded the bed.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, everyone looked at each other.

When he saw Cheng Jinrong, the lady's eyes lit up, and she actually greeted her in person, holding Cheng Jinrong's hand: "Miss Cheng, you are finally here! Come and take a look for Sanlang."

The madam's anxiety and eagerness were beyond words.

If you are urgent, you don’t have to pay attention to any false etiquette.

Cheng Jinrong nodded a little: "Don't worry, Madam, I will cure Mr. He San as soon as possible!"

Is this the Miss Cheng who moved He Qi to the heart of spring?

Zheng looked Cheng Jinrong quietly and said, "Miss Cheng is here."

This woman with soft eyebrows is He Qi's second aunt Zheng.

Cheng Jinrong nodded to Zheng and stepped forward.
Chapter completed!