Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 507 The Cannon Fodder Vase in the Manipulative Article (20)

Chapter 507 The Cannon Fodder Vase in the Manipulative Article (20)

Zhao Ziyan in the crowd had all her black hair tied up high, like the outfits women would wear when riding a horse nowadays, exposing her face without makeup to the sun.

Whether he was facing a beggar covered in stench or a child crying with ascites, Zhao Ziyan always looked calm and calm, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, dazzling like a refined snow lotus.

On the whole street, people coming and going will definitely look at her.

It was the first time I saw a female doctor in a free clinic, she didn't spend money on seeing a doctor and taking medicine, and everyone in the streets and alleys wanted to come forward to join in the fun, regardless of whether they were sick or not.

Zhao Ziyan was followed by two servants dressed as medicine boys, who were responsible for taking and administering medicine to the person holding the diagnosis sheet.

Xiao He looked oddly lively at first, but finally felt something was wrong, and frowned at Jiang Lai.

"Miss, did she give this medicine for nothing?"

Because there is no procedure for collecting money at all, it is obviously a free gift.

Xiao He couldn't help muttering.

"She is a medical girl in the hospital, where can she get the money to buy so many medicines and give them to these people for nothing?"

Seeing more and more people queuing up, the streets were already filled with water, a huge mob surrounded Zhao Ziyan, and there were people fighting at the back because of the order in which they stood in line. It was a mess, and Zhao Ziyan in the center of the crowd had nothing. As far as I know, continue to calmly and peacefully diagnose the person in front of me.

"As a resident who just graduated from medical school, can she really accurately see the symptoms of these patients without relying on equipment?"

After all, most medical students in modern times study Western medicine. How can Chinese medicine be able to make a rough diagnosis based on the patient's description, but they still need to rely on sophisticated and advanced instruments to make the final diagnosis.

Little Pudding watched her have several consultations, and his brows were tightly frowned.

"Good guy, no matter what kind of disease is, it will reduce inflammation and fire, tsk tsk tsk, but this is also true, it is better than taking the wrong medicine to kill someone."

Jiang Lai sat down steadily and continued to drink tea.

Finally, when the scene below couldn't be controlled, Zhao Ziyan, who had been sitting as firmly as Mount Tai, stood up and said to the crowd.

"Today's free clinic ends here."

"Doctor Zhao, when will you come back next time?"

Zhao Ziyan smiled and nodded.

"I will come here in the middle and end of each month to provide free consultations for everyone, and I don't charge a penny."

"The medicine still doesn't charge a penny?!"

This is what everyone cares about most.

Zhao Ziyan still nodded, smiling gently.

"Free clinics, of course, don't charge half a penny."

"Doctor Zhao is really a reincarnated goddess! Excellent medical skills!"

"Doctor Zhao, you must live a long life. Although you are young, you have great medical skills! I admire you!"

Of course, those who took the medicine for free would not be stingy with their good words. After repeated visits, the name of Zhao Ziyan, the genius doctor at the top of the street, spread.

Not far away are high-ranking officials and nobles, mothers-in-law and servants also keep these names in their hearts when they go to the street to buy vegetables, and they will pass them on when they go back, and they will soon reach the ears of their masters.

Seeing that Zhao Ziyan hadn't left after closing the stall, she continued to walk around on that street.

The vendors along the road were extremely respectful to her, every mouthful of Miracle Doctor Zhao was attentive and sincere.

People in ancient times are simple and simple, and Zhao Ziyan's behavior of giving medicines for free is unprecedented. Everyone is even more curious about her origin. It is rumored that she is a daughter of a family of genius doctors. People admire and admire.

"These ancient people are even more outrageous than the modern entertainment journals. They passed on Zhao Ziyan as the daughter of a family of genius doctors in one morning. Zhao Ziyan really has a way of dealing with public opinion."

Obviously, the body she traveled through was just an ordinary little court lady, and now she directly gained the title of a nobleman.

Little Pudding sighed, seeing that Jiang Lai hadn't responded, but stared at the bottom of the teahouse, as if waiting for something with relish.

"Look, who's here."

When Little Pudding heard this, he hurriedly looked over. Zhao Ziyan was still strolling around a booth, but beside him was a man wearing a black robe with a silver belt around his waist. Judging by his figure, he looked like he was practicing martial arts.

"Who is this?"

"You should ask, who is the master behind him?"

Jiang Lai took a sip of his tea, looked at the slightly bitter tea soup, frowned and pushed the cup out.

"Master... oh, I understand, so Zhao Ziyan's charity clinic is just a gimmick, her real purpose is to attract the dignitaries and nobles on this street!"

Little Pudding's mind turned quickly, and once combined with the plot, he immediately figured it all out.

"I got it! There is a connection between the heroine and the villain Chu Yunci, because the heroine cured Chu Yunci's leg, so... the master behind this person must be Chu Yunci, right?"

Jiang Lai nodded, propped his chin and watched Zhao Ziyan follow her into the carriage on the street corner.

"Zhao Ziyan leans against Chu Yunxuan. Through his mouth, she knows the people living on this street like the back of the palm of her hand. She knows who needs a doctor, who has nowhere to go and becomes a doctor."

Among them, the most urgent one is Chu Yunci.

His biggest difficulty is the disability of his legs. If he has a chance to cure him, even if he can stand up, he will have a chance to inherit the throne.

As soon as he heard that there was a miracle doctor on the street, he naturally wanted to try it.

Little Pudding was a little worried.

"Then what should we do now? The heroine has cured the villain, and if the villain also likes the heroine, your flattering skills will probably be useless."

Jiang Lai was not in a hurry.

"Don't worry, his leg can't be cured in a day or two."

In the original plot, the villain finally stood up, and then became the biggest resistance and danger in the development of the hero and heroine.

As for how to stand up, it must be related to the heroine.

"I've seen Chu Yunci's leg before, it's not something Zhao Ziyan can treat."

There were not many miracle doctors in ancient times, but it was not difficult for the royal family to recruit all of them.

How could the heroine, an ordinary modern intern, be able to heal the leg that so many genius doctors could not cure.

The plot didn't introduce how she was cured. In short, it described that she went in and out of the palace every day, and finally Chu Yunci stood up.

Jiang Lai was also guessing.

If it was Zhao Ziyan who cured her, then she must have had some kind of opportunity during this process.

After all, the heroine's luck is against the sky, and her learning talent is amazing. If she meets a really capable genius doctor and learns a set of unique skills in a short period of time, it is not impossible.

"Lets see."

Anyway, now she has to go back and settle accounts.

After returning home, Jiang Lai went straight to the small wing, which was locked and the key was in Xiao He's hand.

"Open."

The old butler followed behind anxiously like ants on a hot pot, perspiring profusely, but he didn't dare to do anything casually because Jiang Lai blocked the door.

(End of this chapter)

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