The White Moonlight of Transmigration is back

Chapter 125
"Go back and drink three more medicines to see if you can get better. This problem of yours needs long-term treatment, so don't worry."

Gu Tu turned a deaf ear and concentrated on prescribing medical orders for the patient in front of him.

The sickly sister-in-law was leaning on her husband, her lips were abnormally bruised, and she couldn't even express her thanks.

"You're welcome, it's important to take good care of your health. Come see me after drinking the medicine."

Gu Tu handed them the prescription and told them to go to the side to find someone to grab the medicine.

Immediately there was another patient in front of him.

"What's wrong with you?"

Gu Tu looked at Yan Sheng, scrutinized his complexion carefully, performed Zhan Zhan's tricks of hearing and questioning, completely ignored his untidy appearance, and only regarded him as an ordinary patient.

"I have no energy all over, my mouth is bitter, and I seem to be a little hot. Little god, please take a look, I'm fine, right?"

"Well, let me see."

The two of them asked and answered, quite calm and unmoved by foreign objects.

Gu Xian was left alone, his face darkened.

He gritted his molars tightly, and stared at Gu Tu with deep eyes. Seeing that she really didn't even notice the glare, she completely ignored him, as if the smelly beggar in front of him who didn't know what kind of rotten disease was worse than her. He came so close!
You bastard!

Gu Xian cursed angrily in his heart, then his face softened, and he bowed his hands towards the long line in a graceful manner, and then left with a flick of his sleeves.

"Little God, that person just now is your grandfather?"

People with good deeds are bored in line, just ask with a smile.

Gu Tuo glanced over and saw that Gu Xian's back was slightly stooped as he tried to pull himself up. He looked away indifferently and continued to see the patient.

The comprador of Prince Rui's Mansion is somewhat related to the favored concubine of the mansion. He has good eyes and ears, and he has enough confidence. He replied through the person:
"So what if it's the real grandparents? Have you forgotten the rumors that came out of Gu Shilang's mansion? One moment they said that there were only eight daughters in the mansion, and the other moment they came to recognize the granddaughter with a faceless face. Didn't it mean that the little god had something to do?" Do you want to take advantage of it?"

"What did you do so early? It's just an afterthought, it's not enough to scare people. The little god has such medical skills, so why worry about not being able to support himself? Don't look at those people's winks!"

Most of the people queuing up wanted something from others, so they wouldn't say some disappointing words without winking at this time, but few agreed with them.

It is a serious crime for a woman to be disobedient to her parents, and the little gods always ignore this matter.

The grandson of the Guozijianji Restaurant in the back row interjected.

"That's a bit inappropriate. However, what I'm even more puzzled about is, isn't Little Immortal the Seventh Miss of the Gu family, one of the twin sisters in the capital? Why does the Gu family deny it, and what does it have to do with rumors?"

Concubine Du Xian's younger brother also chimed in:
"That's right! We came here just because of the fame. Miss Gu Qi is a master of poetry and painting, and the little lotus line has just shown its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on top of it. It is so wonderful that it makes me heartbroken."

"I heard that there are words slandering Miss' poetic talent outside, slandering that your poem is plagiarized. I have been wronged by the inferiors for a long time, and today I am here to rectify Miss's name! Miss, why don't you recite another poem to set the record straight?"

The good people immediately applauded and booed, and there was a lot of noise for a while, without stopping.

Gu Tu still turned a deaf ear to it, and followed the routine of seeing the patient, prescribing prescriptions and giving medical orders, and properly instructing him to go to the side to get the prescription according to the prescription, then wiped his hands with a cloth towel, and looked up at the booing team.

Everyone met her clear gaze on the top of her veil, and gradually became quiet involuntarily, until the needle drop could be heard.

Gu Tu said lightly:
"Next person."

He didn't even pay attention to the scene of composing poems.

Cheng Engong's old man, who often followed the old man, said in a gentle voice:
"Everyone, we are here to see a doctor and get medicine, so let's put the rest aside for now? The little god is already very busy."

Everyone said yes and continued to wait in line.

The little grandson of Jijiu's house blushed and bowed deeply:
"It's the student's fault, don't blame Miss Gu Qi."

(End of this chapter)