Daguanyuan Food Research Bureau

The inside of a little angel is actually a little devil.

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Song Miracle Doctor was tied up all the way and was coerced to treat the illness, so he was in a very unhappy mood.

Jia Zheng handed over his hands and paid a lot of money. When he looked up and saw Mu Shi still standing on the side, the last trace of self-cultivation in his mind was broken. He raised his hand and slapped him on the back, causing him to bend down too.

Only then did Miracle Doctor Song's expression soften a little.

They are all in this imperial city, if a plaque is smashed down, it will accidentally injure a relative of the emperor and a few people with titles, so most of the people under the emperor have an account of many things in their minds, the relationship tree and the family tree map, There are also several heads in my head.

Doctor Song is one of them, and he is not the kind of person who keeps his ears to the outside world. In the current situation in Beijing, he wants to live a few more years as an imperial doctor for the old emperor.The emperor is suspicious and saves face when he is old, so it's not good to force him like this.

It's just that it's easy for Hades to hide from little devils.Doctor Song held down his stomach that was beginning to churn, and secretly glanced at Mu Shi.

This one, he has heard of it, his grandfather Dongping old county king doesn't care about anything, his father is a bastard, and his mother died again, so he has nothing to control, and he doesn't live in the mansion. Pulling up gangs, doing things like robbing the rich and giving to the poor in dramas, people hate dogs, and they are just like rogues.

Miracle Doctor Song had a headache.

Now, he wears shoes, and this young master is barefoot.If you don’t watch it today, you will be missed. After that, you will not have a peaceful life.

Moreover, listening to this kid say that even a hospital can't cure it, it will inevitably make his hands itchy.He wasn't worried that seeing Jia Zhu today would make the emperor angry. This was a difficult and miscellaneous disease, and it was very in line with the weird-tempered genius doctor image he had created for himself.

Doctor Song took advantage of the situation and made a helpless expression: "Since I have come, I will take a look at the doctor's parents."

Jia Zheng couldn't help being overjoyed, and asked the woman beside him to tidy up, and then asked Miracle Doctor Song to sit in the main room for a while.

With his hands behind his back, Mu Shi raised his heels to follow Miracle Doctor Song. Just as he was stepping through the door frame, he saw a little girl on one side, holding on to the door frame, staring at him with dark eyes.

He thought it was funny, half bent down, put his hands on his knees, looked at her, and asked with a smile, "whose family are you from? What are you doing here?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Jia Ying to answer, he said to himself: "Could it be that you are the daughter of Shixiong? Come, call me uncle."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Zheng, who was sitting in the room, choked after taking a sip of tea.

This stinky boy...

Why did Jia Zhu become friends with him?

Now that the seniority was messed up, Jia Zhengsheng was afraid that his daughter would really call out, so he stretched out his hand to greet Jia Ying and said, "What are you doing standing there, come here."

Jia Ying looked at the young man with the eyes of caring for a silly roe deer. Hearing this, he trot to Jia Zheng's knee and called out "Master" sweetly.

This sound made Jia Zheng feel very relieved, finally it was his turn to choke on this kid, he patted Jia Ying's head lovingly, took an apple from the table and put it in her hand.

Mu Shi blankly maintained his previous movements, feeling bored, touched his nose, and stood up in embarrassment.

Miracle Doctor Song also felt relieved seeing his appearance, and his smile became much more sincere.

The interior of Jia Zhu's house has been set up, and those who should avoid it have also hid in the side room. Jia Zheng got up to ask, but Doctor Song gave way for a while before the two entered the back room. Mu Shi looked behind and curled his lips. .

As soon as he entered the room, Jia Zheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jia Zhu lying halfway on the pillow, but Doctor Song's expression became serious. Mu Shi glanced at the expressions of several people in the room, and sat on the side calmly. , I poured myself a cup of tea.

It's still the same old one, looking, smelling and asking, Doctor Song's face is the same, after diagnosing the pulse, he went to the side to write a prescription for medicine, Jia Zheng went over to look at it, and the prescription was the same as that prescribed by Wang Taiyi, only the dosage was different. .

Jia Zheng sent Miracle Doctor Song out again, Mu Shi sat there without moving, and Jia Zheng didn't care about him, so he followed Miracle Doctor Song out of the house before asking about the situation.

Doctor Song sighed, and said seriously: "To be honest, I can't cure your young master's illness."

Jia Zheng's face darkened, but the ups and downs that he had experienced this day had been severe, and he was mentally prepared, so he said, "Well, sir, stay aside for a while, and I will arrange carriages and horses to take him back."

Song Miracle Doctor shook his head: "It's nothing, thinking about it, my medicine boys should have found them too. Sir, don't be too sad... just let the young master go away with peace of mind."

With a child's body, Jia Ying had no one to care about, so she listened to the corner for a while, and was still disappointed when she heard such words from this miracle doctor.As she walked back, she heard two people in the room talking.

"Didn't the one who sent the message say that you are almost out of breath? I rushed all the way from outside the city and gave you the miracle doctor...please come here."

"Didn't you say you were arrested earlier, and now you've changed the invitation?" Jia Zhu said with a smile, "That woman's ears are not good, maybe she heard it wrong."

"Can you hear me wrong?!" Mu Shi said helplessly, "There are too few people you can support here, and they are all old, weak, sick and disabled."

Jia Zhu coughed again, and changed the subject: "It's almost the end of the year, and the fourth prince will soon return to Beijing, right? No matter what, you should restrain yourself these days."

Mu Shi smiled and said, "What am I afraid of? Even if it's my uncle, he can still take me to the fief? He can't control me, even if he points at this once a year for training, he won't be able to get rid of a layer of skin."

As he spoke, his voice lowered.

"What's more... When the one from the Eastern Palace goes up, how many days will I be able to be chic?"

Jia Zhu heard this, and hurriedly said: "What do you want to do so much, I heard from my father that the Holy Master is still very strong."

Mu Shi thought in his heart: "The Holy Majesty is tough, and the crown prince is not young anymore."

He didn't want to talk too much about it with Jia Zhu, seeing his tired face, he stood up and said, "Take care, since you can't go, I'll go to Xiangshan by myself."

When he walked out, Jia Zheng and Doctor Song had already left. The courtyard was small, and the first sight was a depression. There was only one old woman sweeping, and the female relatives and maids hid in the side room.

Mu Shi suddenly remembered that when he was studying in Jiangning Mansion, he was the youngest, and all he brought with him was a woman with poor legs and a servant boy who was younger than him.Only Jia Zhu came to take care of him because he said he was a family friend.

Listening to Jia Zhu's words at that time, he thought Jia Zhu was the same as him. Looking at such a scene now, he almost saw the courtyard in the palace.

Looking at it now, the two are still very different. When he dies, he might be wrapped in a straw mat and thrown at the gate of the palace, and no one will cry for him.

He shook his head, and was about to take a step when he heard someone say, "Wait."

Mu Shi turned his head, but saw a piece of air, facing the desolate courtyard, with some hairs behind him.

Jia Ying: "..."

Mu Shi lowered his head when his sleeve was pulled.

"It's you?" He bent down, trying to raise a gentle and amiable smile, but somehow he looked like a junior high school student collecting protection fees at the gate of the elementary school. , I found those books with pictures earlier for you."

Jia Ying was born too deceptive. As an only child, Mu Shi's heart softened when he saw the little girl.

No wonder Jia Zhu is such a treasure, when she saw something good outside, she said she would take it with her.

The little girl blinked her eyes, said thank you softly, then stretched out her hand, pointed at a small figure, and said, "Have you seen her?"

Mu Shi leaned over and saw that she was holding a western enamel pocket watch. On the pocket watch was a little blond baby with small white wings on both sides. He was holding an arrow in his hand like an arrow.

Mu Shi had been to the church outside the city, there was a yellow-haired ghost there, and he said it was called Angela.

He felt that the little girl in front of him was prettier than the one in this painting, so he couldn't help coaxing her:

"You can call me brother to listen, and I'll tell you."

The young Mu Shi felt that if the little girl Nuo Nuo Tian Tian called him brother...

He looked at her expectantly and saw the little girl smile at him.

Then she cried out:

"uncle."

The sound is crisp and sweet enough.

The next moment, Mu Shi was shrouded in a shadow.

He turned around slowly, and saw Jia Zheng with a face like the bottom of a pot.

Mu Shi: "..." It's over.