The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Pang Yi ignored him, and went straight out of the inn. Following the sound of drive, drive, the carriage sped away again.

Upstairs guest room.

Boom boom boom!

Ma'am, the waiter knocked on the door with a bun in his arms, Ma'am, are you there? I have something for you!

Understood, Xiao An stood in front of the window, staring blankly at the carriage going away on the street, and said softly after a long time, then turned around and walked to the door, pulled the latch, and looked at the people outside with a frown. Shopkeeper, What's the matter?

The guest officer from yesterday just asked me to come up and hand over the buns to you, the waiter in the shop smiled and handed over the pack of buns, It's hot, eat it while it's hot!

Thank you. Xiao An took the buns, then closed the door, sat in front of the table, stared straight at the white buns, took one after a long time, put it to his mouth and took a bite, his mouth was full immediately It was delicious and tender, and Xiao An's nose suddenly became sore. She actually didn't have much appetite, but she still ate the buns in her hand bit by bit.

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Has Madam eaten? Just now Xiao Er said that she brought dumplings for Madam. Has Madam eaten?

The dumplings are greasy, I'm afraid it's difficult for Madam to eat. I'll fry two refreshing dishes for Madam and serve them. Madam, what do you want to eat? Rice or noodles?

I want to eat dumplings with three delicacies stuffing.

I'm afraid this place doesn't have enough three delicacies stuffing. Is the lady with tofu vermicelli stuffing willing to eat it?

Is it tasty?

It's delicious, ma'am, let's sleep for a while, I'll go down and get ready.

Oh, hurry up... hurry up and go back.

Yes, this subordinate obeys.

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In the quiet guest room, Xiao An ate half a catty of steamed buns with tears in her eyes.

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The doctor Pang Yi invited was an old doctor who had practiced medicine for nearly fifty years in the most famous medical clinic in the small town. He was unwilling to go out for medical consultations because of the cold weather, let alone going up the mountain. Later, Pang Yi paid him three taels of silver. He knelt down and kowtowed to others, and the old doctor agreed.

Mr. Lu, please. Pang Yi helped Mr. Lu get out of the carriage, while carrying the medicine box for him, while supporting the 70-year-old old man, slow down and step carefully.

When Pang Yi helped Mr. Lu come in, Zhong Mingwei had already heard the movement, and he was sitting on the kang to say hello to Mr. Lu: It's such a cold day, Mr. Lao has made a trip.

It's easy to say, Lu Langzhong nodded, and sat on Kang Yan'er. In the medical clinic just now, Pang Yi had roughly described Zhong Mingwei's injury to him. At this time, his old dim eyes looked at Zhong Mingwei. With high swollen knees and furrowed brows, he muttered to himself, Why is the cold poison so severe?

Zhong Mingwei hurriedly asked, Sir, can my leg be cured?

Wait a minute, Lu Langzhong said in a deep voice. While taking out the silver from the medicine box, he gently stabbed Zhong Mingwei's knee. Looking at the needle, he put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and then his eyebrows furrowed even more, It's not very good.

Zhong Mingwei's face was a bit ugly: Please speak up, sir.

Your injury is an old injury. The old injury has not been healed, and a new injury has been added. It has already hurt the foundation. Lu Langzhong sighed and shook his head. Yellow thick blood flowed out of the hole, and he said to Zhong Mingwei, Look, your knee is now full of pus, which hurts your flesh and blood. You won't be able to stand up, of course I will! It can be cleaned for you, but after a while, pus will come out again, and there will be more pus than now, and the swelling will be even worse. Over the years, not only the knees, but the half of the legs may be useless.

Hearing this, Pang Yi was so frightened that his face turned pale. He knelt down in front of Lu Langzhong with a plop, begging bitterly: Sir, you must hug my grandfather's leg, his leg But it can’t be abandoned! As long as you can rejuvenate, we will pay no matter how much money it is!”

It's not about money. A place like Ningguta's climate has never been a place to raise one's health. If a good person comes here, his body will lose money over time, let alone someone like him. Bones? Lu Langzhong sighed and shook his head, If his legs are in other places, they can be kept with golden medicine and jade soup, but if they are in Ningguta, which is middle-aged and bitterly cold, I'm afraid they won't come out. In five years, it will be completely abolished, and there is no other way.