As he said that, he looked at the two maids behind Lu Jinxi and the things they were holding in their hands.

"I will go to the British government to see the situation of the second son of Luo."

Lu Jinxi answered casually, and at the same time glanced at the old man standing on the other side of the aisle.

This is an old man over sixty years old, wearing a simple gray cloth robe, which has been washed white.

His face was shriveled, but his eyes were very sharp, his whole body was clean, and even the gray beard on his chin was neatly groomed.

The old medical box was slung over his shoulders with one hand, and he held it tightly, as if it had grown together with him.

This one is the famous "Ghost Hand Zhang" in the capital.

His surname is Zhang, and his name is Yuanzhi. He was born in a family of Xinglin. He is now in his 60s or 70s and has been practicing medicine for nearly forty years.

His medical skills were superb, and he was called "Dare to pull people in front of the Lord of Hell", so he was called "Ghost Hand Zhang".

In the eighth year of Qing'an, the De'an House plagued, and it was this old man who dragged a crippled body and risked getting sick to enter the city. It took two full months to develop a prescription for the disease.

The people of De'an are thus free from the plague.

For a time up and down the south of the Yangtze River, all of them were regarded as "the savior of the world".

After the imperial court learned of this, it sent people to pass an edict to summon him to the palace and make him the envoy of the Imperial Hospital.

This is something that many people can't wait for in their entire lives!

Unexpectedly, after the ghost hand Zhang received the decree, he just threw the imperial decree into the hands of the eunuch who passed the decree, saying "I'm too old, too lazy to go", then rejected the imperial court's reward and retracted his small medical hall.

so much

next year

Come, how many dignitaries have promised a lot of money, asking him to help with diagnosis and treatment, but they have returned without success.

Unless you're a life-saving illness, he won't even bother to move.

On the contrary, among the common people, if anyone has a headache, go to his hospital, and they will be treated in three or two times. Encountered hard-pressed, really poor, will not take a penny.

Not to mention half of the people in the capital who went to Huishengtang to prescribe the prescription and get the medicine, at least 30%.

A while ago, Lu Jinxi's illness seemed to be dying out, and finally he went to Huishengtang.

Therefore, Guishou Zhang made an exception and came to the mansion for a diagnosis, and poured several bowls of soup and medicine down, only to make people return to the soul. After that, he gave a recipe for conditioning, and handed it over to the people in the house to serve them according to the recipe.

Within half a month, Lu Jinxi's illness got better.

It was at that time that she completely remembered "Huishengtang Guishouzhang".

Today, the two little ancestors of the General's Mansion and the Duke's Mansion are in trouble, and Luo Er Gongzi's arm is bleeding. Whether it is the fault of the General's Mansion or not, the attitude must be put first.

Therefore, she asked Pan Quan'er to borrow someone after asking the general's mansion to ask for a doctor first, and forcefully "invite" Guishou Zhang to go there, so that he could live there.

only……

At this moment, this stubborn and respectable old man was standing on the sidewalk, staring at her with a blowing beard, his eyebrows were raised in anger, and the bottom of his eyes was even more angry and full of anger.

Lu Jinxi remembered the bunch of questions and complaints she heard earlier, and now she can roughly guess why the other party was angry.

She sighed in her heart, only gave way to the road, then waved her hand to let the two maids also let the way, and said to the old woman standing in front of Guishou Zhang: "Don't be stunned, the old doctor Zhang is already here, hurry up. Please go in and take a look for my brother, don't delay the old gentleman's time."

"...Yes, the old slave will go here."

The old woman was taken aback and didn't understand how Lu Jinxi gave way to a doctor, she was a lady of the first grade!

But Lu Jinxi had an order, and she didn't dare to be suspicious, she just stretched out her hand to quote: "Doctor Zhang, please come here."

Guishou Zhang frowned suddenly, followed the old woman up, just passed in front of Lu Jinxi, the anger in his eyes still did not subside.

However, Lu Jinxi just stood by the roadside very humbly and bowed slightly: "Thank you."

"Humph."

The old man snorted unceremoniously, gave Lu Jinxi a sideways glance, threw his sleeves angrily, and scolded "the world is getting worse" through gritted teeth, and then entered the courtyard quickly.

"Ma'am, this..." The egret looked at him from behind, and the whole person was a little stupid. "This is too rude, right? Will he hold a grudge against our house?"

"What do you hate?"

Lu Jinxi took a step forward, laughed, and there was a glint of wisdom in his eyes. He only dragged the egret to go to the British palace with him.

"Think about who this person is. If he is not willing to come, how can we invite him?"

When the egret heard this, his mind turned around.

The ghost hand Zhang Tian is not afraid, the earth is not afraid, and even dares to throw the imperial decree. Pan Quan'er brought people to force "invitation", can they really invite people?

She frowned, puzzled: "But if that's the case, why did he come?"

"It's time to ask him."

Lu Jinxi said so, but smiled clearly, but did not delve into this topic, and ordered: "When you come back later, remember to discuss with Qingque and ask outsiders to buy some common medicinal materials commonly used in pharmacies. I will send it back to Huishengtang as a gift."

Commonly used herbs?

Why not send real money?

Egret subconsciously wanted to ask again, but when he thought that he had already asked a lot, wouldn't it seem stupid to ask again?

The snow has begun to melt for a while, and the weather is getting colder.

Along the garden, the white snow covers the early greenery, which complements the greenery of the treetops and branches, which is as beautiful as green jade and jade.

Lu Jinxi glanced in the direction of the government next door, and asked, "You just stopped people. Have you inquired about the situation at the British government?"

"I have inquired."

Egret nodded, but gave a wry smile, and said, "I have already let the British public know about this matter, so I came back from the top. I have asked an imperial doctor, but seeing that we have invited Dr. Zhang, I didn't mention it again."

"What is the attitude of Mrs. Shizi, I don't know yet."

"I only know that Dr. Zhang treated the second son of Luo, in addition to the wound on his arm, he also saw a cold problem, and scolded the person who served the son in the government's palace, saying that he would not take care of him. A prescription was given."

Hearing this, Lu Jinxi was stunned for a moment, then relieved.

She smiled slightly: "Isn't this Guishouzhang's style? It's natural to see that people are sick, don't care who you see a doctor, even if you only see diarrhea, he can force you to cure your cough."

The egret covered his mouth and smiled: "Exactly."

When Lu Jinxi was treating the disease, that was actually the case.

I'm afraid the Duke's Mansion would never have imagined that he would be scolded by an old doctor who was famous all over the capital, but he found out that the second son had another disease, right?

British Gongluofu is a hereditary marquis, which has been passed down for four generations.

The current British prince is Luo Zhengmao. The first emperor was already a lord when he was there. In recent years, seeing that he is getting older, his wife has gradually become powerless when it comes to handling the affairs of the mansion. When the husband and wife are together, they will be their eldest son Luo.Apparently please seal the prince.

The feed in the family was handed over to the wife of the prince, Mrs. Ye.

When Lu Jinxi came to visit, Mrs. Ye sat in the room, frowned twice, and looked at the second son who was sitting in front of him and didn't even dare to lift his head.

Luo Dingfang is seven years old this year, two years older than the next door Daobawang.

Due to the complex population in the mansion, he has seen many things since he was a child, and he has Luo Xian and Ye Shi's teachings and suggestions from time to time, so he knows a lot.It's just that the more this is the case, the more reluctant the child is to talk.