The lady left after dinner at Sanqiuzhai. Only when she stepped out of the gate of Sanqiuzhai, she realized that the question she wanted to ask had not been solved at all, and she was still forgiven by the slick boy! Fortunately, after the lady came here, the Ninth Master no longer dared to blatantly befriend the girls in broad daylight. The days of the General's Mansion were back on track, and the wedding date of the Ninth Master was getting closer and closer, and everyone was concentrating on this matter.

As for Gong Meier, she has been in Lu Mansion for some time, and she has practiced most of the simple characters. These days she is bored. Gong Meier spends most of the day practicing calligraphy in the study. Occasionally, Lu Zhiyin will guide her when she comes back at night, so her progress has made great progress.

The Lu Mansion is quiet and peaceful at night, and Mu Xuezhai is naturally the same. If you don’t look carefully, you will definitely not see the faint light in the study.

"Let's just be here today." Lu Zhiyin put down the brush in his hand and said to Gong Meier.

But Gong Meier next to her did not want to rest. She asked, "How many words can I learn before I can go to the clinic to help?" The idea of ​​going out became stronger and stronger day by day. Gong Meier could no longer bear living in this small courtyard all day long without seeing the sun. It was strange that when she was in the General's Mansion, why didn't she feel like this? Perhaps because she was accompanied by Wang Keer, the good sister, by her side in the four years of etiquette, Zhao Xinger was a very ruled girl. On weekdays, she almost didn't talk to Gong Meier, let alone chat. Later, when she was Xie Luozhai, she had constant conflicts with the Ninth Master, so she never felt bored. As for Lu Zhiyin, he was also an extremely regular person, no wonder he taught his servants so boring.

"If you want to go to the clinic to help, you need to practice more. You don't have to learn all the words. As long as you know some basic words, you can copy them accurately even if you don't know how to write. After all, sorting out medicinal materials is also a very important thing, and you can't make any mistakes."

Lu Zhiyin's gentle voice came into Gong Meier's ears. Gong Meier curled her lips slightly and put down her brush.

"Okay." She said reluctantly.

As meticulous as Lu Zhiyin, all the subtle changes on Gong Meier's face were captured in his eyes.

"Do you really want to go to the clinic?"

Gong Meier nodded vigorously, "That's natural. I really want to go outside to see it. After all, since I was a child, I have never been to any place except the yard and under the eaves."

"Are you sure? The last time I met you on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, didn't you go to the night market at that time?"

Gong Meier was speechless. Lu Zhiyin smiled, looked at her aggrieved expression, and said with great compassion: "You will go to the clinic tomorrow, how about it?"

"Really? Thank you, Mr. Lu!"

Lu Zhiyin looked at Gong Meier's smile on her face, and couldn't help but feel that she was lucky enough to meet her for three lives.

"It's getting late, so Lu will leave first. Miss Mei'er will take a break soon. Wait for me at the door of Muxuezhai tomorrow."

Gong Meier nodded and agreed, watching Lu Zhiyin leave Mu Xuezhai. Young Master Qianqian, gentle as jade, was talking about a man like Lu Zhiyin.

Gong Meier had overslept, and when she woke up, she was only less than a moment away from Chen Shi. She forgot to tell Zhao Xinger that she was going to get up early today. On weekdays, she was ready to get up at one moment. Zhao Xinger naturally would not prepare her face wash water at this time. There was no other way, so Gong Meier had to stop washing her face. She combed her hair casually, picked a light blue dress from the closet, and ran to the door of Muxuezhai.

Lu Zhiyin came some time. When he saw Gong Meier coming out, he spoke, "Miss Meier, you are dressing very beautifully today."

Gong Meier smiled awkwardly, she wouldn't tell him that she didn't even have time to wash her face. The clinic was not far from the Lu Mansion, and the two of them did not take a carriage, and it took less than a stick of incense to walk. The clinic was a small house, with four big words written on the plaque: Land-style clinic.

The Lu-style clinic adopts the simple style that Lu Zhiyin has always adopted. It has only two tables, four stools, and a traditional Chinese medicine cabinet facing the wall. There is a herbal medicine meter on the table. Gong Meier looked around and felt that Lu Zhiyin's layout was still very comfortable.

As soon as Lu Zhiyin entered the room, he was busy checking whether the herbs were complete. Gong Meier sat alone in boredom, so she walked to the traditional Chinese medicine cabinet and said to Lu Zhiyin: "Mr. Lu, can I do something for you?"

Lu Zhiyin paused for a moment, and then he realized that he had forgotten to entertain Gong Meier after working for a long time.

"How can you bother with these jobs? I will finish them soon. After I finish them, I will tell you about the profoundness of medicine."

"Young Master Lu is so polite. Since I'm here with you, I'm going to help you. I'm not here to play."

"Okay, Miss Mei, please help me check the herbs. Open these cabinets one by one. If there are few or missing, tell me."

Gong Meier nodded and began to check it out. It was really lucky that the second cabinet that Gong Meier opened was empty.

"Young Master Lu, this is gone."

"Look at the cabinet door, what medicine is it?"

Gong Meier took a look and replied: "It's the Lushi Vine."

"Lu Shi Vine... Oops, why didn't it be missing?" Lu Zhiyin murmured.

"What's wrong, is the colum vine important?"

Lu Zhiyin nodded and said, "Well, it is not only very important, but also difficult to find. It usually grows in mountains and wastelands. Recently, winter has begun, and many old ladies and fathers have been suffering from rheumatism and back pain. This cylindrical vine plays a great role in treating rheumatism."

"Is that true?" Gong Meier listened with relish. When she was still Zhang Zhihang, she thought traditional Chinese medicine was an amazing profession. Now she has seen it. Every herb seems ordinary, but has magical effects.

"Yes, the roshiji vine not only has the effect of treating rheumatism, but its effect in treating wounds should not be underestimated..."

"Save me...Save my sister..."

Before Lu Zhiyin could finish his words, a boy covered in wounds broke into the door. He looked only twelve or thirteen years old, but his eyes were as vicissitudes as an old man. Gong Meier hurriedly ran over to support his shaking body. Lu Zhiyin hurriedly walked up to him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I……"

Before he could finish his words, he fainted.
Chapter completed!