Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Du Xuechun returned to the capital and went straight to the Xiangfu. She was so flustered, it seemed that something had happened to the old lady.

It was the first time for Wang Chuan to come to Beijing, and everything he saw was very strange. "Sister, where are we going now?"

Hearing this, Du Xuechun hurriedly pulled La Wangchuan and said, "I am now dressing up in men's clothing. You are my entourage. You want to call me son, not sister again."

Wangchuan immediately covered his mouth and nodded nervously.

"Then, where are we going now, son..."

Seeing Wangchuan understood, Du Xuechun said, "I'm going to the Xiangfu to meet someone. You remember, we are doctors and we just passed by here. Did you hear that?"

"Understood. Sister.... If you don't let me speak, I won't speak, lest you make a mistake."

Du Xuechun nodded in satisfaction, and then walked in the direction of Xiangfu. He didn't go back for so many days, and he didn't know what happened to Xiangfu.

As soon as he arrived at the door of Xiangfu, he saw that the door of Xiangfu was closed, Du Xuechun secretly said that it was not good, so Wangchuan knocked on the door.

After a while, the butler came to open the door. Seeing a strange man in front of him, the housekeeper was taken aback, "I don't know who the son is looking for?"

Du Xuechun cleared her throat and said, "I was a good friend of Miss Du at the mansion. I haven't seen it for a long time. I passed by here today and came to have a look."

Hearing Miss Du, the old butler had some sadness in his eyes, and said, "My son, please come back. We miss her, she is dead."

"What? How could you die?" Du Xuechun asked in shock.

It seemed that her guess was correct, and Xiangfu had already learned the news of her death.

"It's hard to say a word, please come back, the son. There is something in the mansion recently, I am afraid that I will neglect the son." The old housekeeper sighed, talking about Du Xuechun even more sad, repeatedly apologizing to Du Xuechun.

Seeing that the butler was about to close the door, Du Xuechun immediately reached out his hand against the door and asked, "I just heard the butler say that something happened in the house? Dare to ask what's the matter? Does it matter?"

Seeing Du Xuechun's anxious appearance, the housekeeper was a little puzzled.

At this time, Du Xuechun also felt a little anxious, and suddenly said, "I originally accepted the sentiment of the eldest lady, and now the eldest lady has gone, if there is anything in the Xiangfu, I can help."

The housekeeper looked at Du Xuechun, sighed, and said, "My son, I am afraid you can't help with this. The doctor has been invited for a long time, so please come back. Thank you for taking care of our eldest lady. "

Hearing the word doctor, Du Xuechun felt even more flustered, and asked eagerly, "But what is wrong with the old lady, Zu...? Miss Du and I go out of the same school, and I can also medical skills."

The butler's eyes lit up and looked at Du Xuechun. Although I don't know how Du Xuechun knew that it was the old lady who had the problem, the man said that he went out of the same school as the young lady and wanted to come to the medical skills.

"The son really knows how to heal?" the butler asked suspiciously.

Du Xuechun nodded and said, "I know that your eldest lady uses acupuncture and moxibustion the best technique. Do you trust me now?"

At this time, the housekeeper was ecstatic, opened the door quickly, and said, "My son, come with me. The old lady has been in a coma for a while. I don't know how many doctors have been here.

Du Xuechun didn't say much, and walked straight to the old lady's yard.

Because the housekeeper was impatient, he didn't realize that Du Xuechun knew the structure of this Xiangfu well.

When she finally came to the old lady's yard, Du Xuechun saw a line of people standing outside. She didn't have time to ask, and went straight in.

Mother Wang was wiping tears by the bed at the moment, and Du Heng was standing aside worriedly.

When he saw Du Xuechun coming in, Du Heng was taken aback and asked, "What is this little boy?"

The steward said hurriedly, "Master, this is our eldest lady's friend during her lifetime. I heard that she and the eldest were in the same school and had good medical skills, so the old slave became the master and brought him in to take a look for the old lady."

Du Heng was even more astonished. Although this man is a man, his figure is small and he looks even more alike...

Seeing Du Heng looking at herself like this, Du Xuechun cleared her throat and said, "This is Master Du, I've been admiring your name for a long time." As he said, Du Xuechun hugged his fists.

Du Heng came back to his senses, stood up and nodded, "Dare to ask the first name of the son?"

Looking at the old lady lying on the bed, Du Xuechun was anxious, but still smiled, "My name is Xue Du, and I am a good friend of Miss Mansion."

Du Heng nodded and said, "My mother is a little unwell, please give me a look."

Du Xuechun walked up to the lying old lady and put his hand on the old lady’s wrist. After a while, a trace of anger flashed in Du Xuechun’s eyes, and then he calmed down and said, “What did the old lady suffer? Thorn ji?"

Du Heng nodded ashamed and said, "Presumably the son also knows about Xue'er. Originally, we wanted to keep the old lady from the old lady, but it happened...Oh. Son, how is my mother now?

Du Xuechun shook her head, "The old lady was irritated by CI, and her chest was congested. I'm afraid it's not good to continue like this."

"What can the son do?" Du Heng was a little anxious. There was already a funeral in the mansion. If the old lady had something to do, the family would really be unable to sustain it.

Du Xuechun nodded and asked, "I don't know if there are silver needles in the house? I will give the old lady acupuncture and moxibustion."

At this moment, Du Heng who was standing there was taken aback, and said to the maid beside him, "Quickly, get the silver needle in the lady's room!"

Originally, he didn't really believe in this man's medical skills, but they all knew about Du Xuechun's acupuncture and moxibustion. Now this person said that he went out of the same school as Master Du Xuechun and knew acupuncture again. The old lady seemed to be saved.

At the same time, Feng Xuanming took Chen Guang back to Xiangfu.

The staff were sitting in a precarious position, Feng Xuanming's expression was a little bad since he came back, and the people around didn't dare to show up.

"What do you think about King Yi?" Feng Xuanming asked casually while holding the tea.

Lan Qing looked at Feng Xuanming and said, "The officials thought that King Yi had no reason to die. Although the corpse was not owned by King Yi, he heard from His Royal Highness that there are many institutions under the cliff. How can King Yi escape? Born?"

"The minister disagrees with this. The corpse of King Yi is so strange. If King Yi did not do it, who else would do it?" Chen Guang frowned and said.

Everyone is in trouble now, and they don't know how to speak. This fact is strange, and no one knows what was going on at the time, and no one dares to make false claims.

"The minister thought that it would be better to call that Zhang Yang over and ask about it. Among us, he is the most familiar with the style of the Dongfeng Gang." Lan Qing said for a moment.

Speaking of Zhang Yang, Feng Xuanming narrowed his eyes and tapped his fingers on the table, but in the end he said, "Go and bring him up."

When Zhang Yang came up, his clothes and hair were messy, and he couldn't see the original arrogance at all. The moment he saw Feng Xuanming, his eyes were murderous, "His Royal Highness, do you think you haven't used me thoroughly yet?"