Prince of Prey's Little Ginseng Extract [Transmigration Book]

In the end, because of his identity, the last few words were almost too low to be heard.

Jiang Ling was close, but still heard it, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Isn't it kind of you to say that, Your Majesty?"

The Ninth Prince was about to explain, when Jiang Ling continued: "But I think so too."

The two coughed lightly, and tacitly changed the topic.

What Jiang Ling and the Ninth Prince went to was a teahouse.

The teahouse is located in a prosperous area, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going, ranging from high-ranking officials and nobles, to small businessmen and pawns, with various identities.

Those with a better family background will go to the second floor, where there is a special private room upstairs with a quiet environment, and the first floor is a hall, where tables are placed together, and people from all over the world sit together and chat.

Both Jiang Ling and the Ninth Prince liked to be lively. They didn't choose the private room upstairs, but sat on the first floor and had tea with the people around them.

"I heard that the tea from this family is unrivaled in the south of the Yangtze River. Brother Jiang, try it." The Ninth Prince said while pouring a cup of tea for Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling didn't know much about tea, so she took a sip and sighed: "We should call the movement together, compared to me, he is the one who knows how to taste tea."

The Ninth Prince didn't do much research on tea. He and Jiang Ling came here for the real purpose not for the tea here, but for the accompanying tea fruits.

"How can I not know Brother Jiang, don't worry, Brother Jiang, today's trip will not disappoint you."

The Ninth Prince clapped his hands, and the waiter who was waiting at the side stepped forward: "What's your order?"

"We are all laymen and don't know much about tea. Bring your good dim sum and let us have a taste."

"You two wait a moment."

The waiter withdrew, and after a while, various snacks of different colors were brought over.

These snacks are crystal clear, have different tastes, and are very exquisite in appearance.

Jiang Ling looked at the cakes on the table, and said slowly, "This thing was given to me by an elder, who said it came from the south..."

"You're right. This dim sum is a special product in the south, and our teahouse is the most famous among them. Try it and keep it. You won't be disappointed."

Jiang Ling picked up one of the purple ones.

The lower layer is purple, and the upper layer is transparent white. The pastry is made into a flower shape. It is said to be a dessert, more like a work of art.

Putting it into the mouth, a faint fragrance emerged, and the taste was soft and glutinous, Jiang Ling's eyes involuntarily lit up.

"good to eat."

Seeing this, the Ninth Prince also took one and put it in his mouth.

"In half a quarter of an hour, there will be a storyteller in the teahouse to come to the teahouse. Would you like to listen to it?"

"storytelling?"

"Yes, it's all about what everyone loves to hear."

Jiang Ling became interested: "What stories are you all telling?"

"There are events from the previous dynasty, and there are also stories adapted from popular scripts. What I want to talk about today is a story adapted from Mr. Taoyao's new script. story together."

As a loyal reader of Mr. Taoyao, Jiang Ling has read this story, and more than that, part of the plot about the relationship between the emperor and the ghosts is still thought up by him, and it is not accurate to say that he thought it up. Some interesting things in life were told to Mr. Taoyao, and then edited by Mr. Taoyao.

Mr. Storyteller came to the stage, and the response was very enthusiastic. The waiter in the teahouse told Jiang Ling that this was the most popular storytelling item in the teahouse recently, and Jiang Ling really felt it.

Although it has been dramatically adapted, the Ninth Prince is also one of the participants in some plots. It can be said that it is a coincidence that the Ninth Prince appears for the first time. The Ninth Prince can't help being suspicious.

He looked at Jiang Ling from the corner of his eye, the young man listened carefully, and seemed to find nothing wrong.

There were so many people around, it was not easy for the Ninth Prince to ask questions directly, so he had to hold back for the time being and wait until he finished listening.

After finally making it to the end, the two left after eating and drinking, and the Ninth Prince finally had a chance to ask.

"Brother Jiang, don't you think the story of the storyteller just now is very familiar?"

Jiang Ling stopped in her tracks: "Are you trying to say that the content of the story is somewhat similar to my experience with Your Majesty?"

The Ninth Prince nodded hastily: "It's more than similar, some places are exactly the same."

"Because it is." Jiang Ling said calmly.

The Ninth Prince reacted for a while before realizing what Jiang Ling was talking about.

"It's really written based on your experience with the emperor's brother. The person who wrote this script is too bold. Besides, how did he know so clearly? Could it be that he also lives in the palace?"

"No," Jiang Ling interrupted his conjecture, "I told her that Mr. Taoyao is Princess Liu, don't you know?"

"Ah?" The Ninth Prince was about to continue asking, when there were panicked cries for help.

"It's bad, an old gentleman here has fainted!"

Jiang Ling and the Ninth Prince walked over quickly, and saw an old man in starched white clothes lying on the side of the alley, his eyes closed.

People surrounded him one after another.

"How is this going?"

"This old gentleman always likes to come to my house for drinking. He seems to be in a bad mood today. He fainted when he was about to leave after drinking. What should we do?" The person who spoke was the one who called for help just now.

He stood beside the fainted old man, looking flustered.

"Do you want to invite the doctor?"

"What about the old man's family?"

Jiang Ling pushed aside the crowd: "I'm a doctor, what's going on?"

Hearing that he was a doctor, everyone hurriedly made way for him to come in.

"Little doctor, come and take a look, what's going on here?" The owner of the wine shop had a mournful face, "I really didn't do anything, and he suddenly fainted."

"Don't worry, I'll take a look."

Jiang Ling knelt down and felt the old man's pulse.

The Ninth Prince didn't expect to encounter such a thing, so he stood aside.

"It's the relapse of the old disease." After taking the pulse, Jiang Ling gave the old man a first-aid pill, then stood up with a serious expression, "Move him into the house first, and I will give him an injection."

"well."

The people around also came to help and quickly moved them into the house.

Jiang Ling took out the silver needle, sat down on the bedside, and began to administer the needle.

The Ninth Prince didn't want to disturb him, so he ordered the people who followed in the dark to go back to the palace to report the news.

Since becoming a real doctor, Jiang Ling has always carried the things needed for practicing medicine, and it is convenient to use now.

The owner of the restaurant stood by with a worried expression on his face.

One is to worry about the health of the old man, and the other is to worry that if something happens to the old man, he will be hurt. He has heard that the emperor's southern tour rests here. Not good, it might be hard to save your own life.

Not only myself, I'm afraid it will also affect the family members.

He prayed in his heart, hoping that the old man would wake up safely.

It's not that I didn't want to invite a doctor, it's just that the nearest medical clinic is several miles away from here, and it takes a lot of time to go back and forth, and it happened so suddenly.

A person who claimed to be a doctor suddenly appeared. The owner of the restaurant seemed to have grasped the last straw. He no longer cared how young this person was. As long as he was rescued, he could say anything.

He stared closely at the old man on the bed, feeling that every moment was suffering.

Finally, he saw the old man's eyelids move.

Are you going to wake up?

The heart hangs to the highest point.

Jiang Ling put away the last needle, and the old man also opened his eyes.

He looked at the owner of the restaurant, whose eyes burst out with great surprise, and there was a moment of confusion in his eyes: "This is..."

The owner of the restaurant hurried forward: "Old Bai, you just passed out suddenly, thanks to this little doctor, who rescued you back."

The owner of the restaurant clarified the situation in a few words, Bai Lao sat up with his support, and bowed to Jiang Ling: "Thank you for saving this doctor's life."

His body is clear to him, the owner of the restaurant said it simply, but Bai Lao knew how urgent the situation was just now, and he didn't expect that he would suddenly suffer from an old illness.

Jiang Ling hurriedly helped him up: "You don't need to do such a big gift. It is my duty as a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded. I cannot afford your big gift."

"The little doctor has superb medical skills, I wonder if this old man can know your name."

Jiang Ling felt very different about this old man's behavior. Even if the other party was dressed in ordinary clothes, Jiang Ling didn't think that the other party was just an ordinary old man. He didn't want to lie to him with a fake name, so he just said, "My name is Jiang."

"Jiang?" There was a momentary change in Bai Lao's eyes, and he quickly returned to normal, and he cupped his hands again: "Thank you, Doctor Jiang, for saving your life."

"You have an old illness. When you are away, it is best to have someone close to you accompany you." As a doctor, Jiang Ling couldn't help but say a few more words, "Although the old illness is difficult to treat, it is not impossible... "

"Doctor Jiang can cure my old illness?"

"I'm not sure, but I can give it a try."

As soon as Bai Jitong walked in, he heard the last conversation between the two. He couldn't hold back and stepped forward: "You said, you have a way to cure my grandfather's old illness?"

He was so excited that he popped up suddenly, Jiang Ling was startled, Bai Lao hurriedly pulled his grandson away: "This is my little grandson Ji Tong, he was reckless, I will apologize to you on his behalf."

Just as Bai Jitong was about to say something, he stopped talking under Bai Lao's warning gaze, put his hands together, raised them to his eyebrows, and saluted Jiang Ling: "I offended you."

"I know you are worried about Bai Lao. You just asked if I can cure your grandfather's old illness. I do have a way, but I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Jitong interrupted him: "I know that treatment will be risky, as long as you are willing to treat my grandfather, we are willing to take any risk!"

Bai Lao's illness is the pain that the Bai family members are most unwilling to mention. They have searched for famous doctors, but they can't find a cure.Bai Lao used to be an amazingly talented person, but because of his illness, he had to give up everything. Even if he didn't say anything, as juniors, how could they not know the regret in Bai Lao's heart.

Now someone said that it could be cured, Bai Jitong didn't have time to think too much, and the first thing he did was to confirm the news.

Bai Jitong came to pick up his grandfather back home. Under his warm invitation, Jiang Ling and the Ninth Prince moved to Bai's house together.

The Bai family's house is located in a secluded and secluded place. It occupies a small area, but the layout inside is very elegant.

The Bai family had already received the news, and Wu Yangyang's group came out to greet him. After Jiang Ling got to know them briefly, he was taken to the courtyard where Bai Lao lived.

There was no one around, so the Ninth Prince whispered to Jiang Ling: "Brother Jiang, this Bai family seems to be an ordinary family, but the layout of the house, and the people guarding in the dark all show that this Bai family is not simple."

Jiang Ling nodded in agreement.

The Bai family treated Jiang Ling and the Ninth Prince very politely. Although no one in the Bai family was an official, the etiquette was not inferior to that of any official family. They would not look down on Jiang Ling and the Ninth Prince because of their superficial identities. It was very pleasant, even the Ninth Prince, who was wary of the Bai family at the beginning, relaxed his vigilance in the end, and played with the younger generation of the Bai family.

After dinner at Bai's house, Jiang Ling prescribed a prescription for Bai Lao, and asked to leave.

Someone in the Bai family wanted to ask to keep him, but Bai Lao stopped him.

Until the two left, Bai Jitong asked puzzledly: "He can heal my grandfather's illness, why not..."

Bai Lao waved his hand to interrupt him: "Do you know what his last name is?"

Bai Jitong looked blank, they were just looking for a doctor, what's the matter with Guan's surname?

Bai Lao was helpless: "His surname is Jiang, and he is willing to heal me. It is my life that should not die. If he is unwilling, I can only accept my fate."

"With my Bai family's human and financial resources, what kind of repayment does he want, we can't afford it? Why don't we want to? Besides, grandfather... If it wasn't for this strange disease, why did grandfather do this?"

Bai Jitong wanted to say something, but his voice suddenly stopped. He looked at his grandfather and opened his mouth slightly.

Why did the grandfather emphasize that the other party's surname was Jiang?

Looking at his grandfather's attitude, if he guessed correctly, the person who treated his grandfather was not His Royal Highness Daqi's Empress Dowager? !