Happy Marriage

The carriage of Lao Wang's head was not as spacious and luxurious as the one that the two of them rode in last time. This time, the two were a little closer. The cold medicinal scent of Leng Nanxian's body penetrated into An Sheng's nose, like the fragrance of snow lotus.

After he got into the carriage, he threw the medical book in his hand aside and closed his eyes to rest.

An Sheng hugged his knees tightly, trying to reduce his presence. However, his eyes couldn't help but slid over the medical book, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he couldn't move his eyes away, as if he was thirsty.

Leng Nanxian lifted his eyelids gently, glanced at her slightly greedy gaze, and closed his eyes again.

An Sheng was unscrupulous, ignoring the bumps of the carriage, and watched more and more intently.

The carriage's way back was smooth sailing, but it only took a while.

The servant rushed in to report, but Mrs. Xue personally greeted him out of the mansion, smiling at Leng Nanxian: "I am truly grateful that Lao Leng's genius doctor has come to the mansion."

Leng Nanxian just nodded slightly and walked in front, with the stars holding the moon and his clothes fluttering, like a stroll in the courtyard.

An Sheng carried the medicine box with great difficulty and could only hold it in his arms. Xue Shi and the many servants behind him did not even come forward to help, and turned a blind eye.

An Sheng walked hard behind him, and there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

Leng Nanxian, who was in front of him, suddenly stopped, turned around, and lightly took away the medicine box in An Sheng's arms.

An Sheng was surprised to see that he was carrying the medicine box, and it was so easy to do it, as if there was nothing, and he walked quickly without touching the dust, and he was stunned for a while.

That Leng Nanxian looked like a crown jade, just like a sickly and weak scholar, as if he had no strength to tie a chicken, but he did not expect such great strength.

Seeing that Leng Nanxian was carrying the medicine box, Mrs Xue hurriedly instructed the servants beside him: "Why don't you help Leng Shenyi pick it up soon? You don't have the eyesight."

The servant stepped forward and stretched out his hand diligently, but Leng Nanxian didn't even look at it: "Thank you, no need, I don't like others touching my things."

Xue Shi was a little embarrassed, smiled embarrassingly, waved at the servant, the servant bowed his head and stepped back, and the group went straight into Xia Ziwu's yard.

Xia Zixian had been waiting at the gate of the yard for a long time, and when she saw Leng Nanxian coming in, the wind was like a willow, and she said to Leng Nanxian, "Zixian thanked the genius doctor Leng for his kindness."

The last time Leng Nanxian came to Xia Mansion to see a doctor, Xia Zixian was lying on the bed, pale as paper and weak. This time, Xia Zixian was obviously well-dressed, with rouge smudged on her cheeks, wearing a smoky purple soft gauze blouse. Startled.

Xia Zixian raised her face timidly, glanced at Leng Nanxian, the waves flowed, and she smiled sweetly: "Divine Doctor Leng doesn't remember Zixian?"

Xue Shi explained with a smile: "This is the little girl Zixian, and her dizziness was cured by a genius doctor."

Leng Nanxian said indifferently: "It seems to be all right."

Xue's smile grew brighter: "Doctor Leng's skillful rejuvenation is amazing. My little girl has nowhere to go to seek medical treatment for her stubborn disease. I didn't expect that after a few doses of decoction, she immediately improved, and now she can move around."

Leng Nanxian nodded and said: "The recipe should continue to be eaten. Usually, don't sit and bow your head for a long time. Keep your mood happy, the room is ventilated, and there is less noise."

Xia Zixian smiled gracefully and gracefully: "Zixian has written it all down, thank you Doctor Leng for his care."

Leng Nanxian ignored the earnestness in her eyes, turned her head and asked Mrs Xue, "Where is the patient?"

Xue hurriedly invited Leng Nanxian into the room: "The little girl is in the room, with a gust of wind on her face, and she doesn't dare to see the wind. I didn't want to trouble Leng Shenyi, but it's just the little girl's appearance that matters. Fearing that the quack doctor is careless and regrets it too late, the woman was helpless, so she recklessly invited a genius doctor to enter the palace."

Xue explained in a ramble that Leng Nanxian had already lifted the hem of his clothes and stepped into the house.

Xue Shi paused and followed with Xia Zixian. An Sheng felt a little guilty. He stayed in the yard and did not enter the house, but listened to the movement in the house.

I vaguely heard Leng Nanxian inquiring about Xia Ziwu's illness in a low voice. Xia Ziwu told the truth, but he couldn't explain the reason for his illness.

Xue explained diligently: "Two days ago, she was sent to stay at her eldest sister's house for two days. Perhaps the guest room had not been occupied for a long time, and it was a little damp, or maybe it was because of mosquito bites, and it would wake up overnight. It's very itchy and uncomfortable to get rid of this wind mass all over the body. Especially this face, a slight error will ruin a lifetime. "

"The eldest sister's house has a lot of flowers and plants, how much contact does your daughter have?"

Xue shi shook his head suspiciously, and said with a little smugness: "To tell the truth, the mansion of her eldest sister is the mansion of Lord Meng, the minister of rituals, and it is not a wilderness. Even if there are flowers and plants in the yard, it should not be. As for how awesome it is.”

"Then there is no such thing as dissatisfaction with the soil and water. Apart from that, are there any other discomforts?"

Then came Xia Ziwu's aggrieved voice: "As soon as I arrived at Meng's house, I felt bloated in my stomach and gas, and I was stuffy in the house for a day. I never went out or touched any flowers or plants."

"Bloating and flatulence? But eating it broke the stomach?" Xue Shi asked strangely.

"No, I've only been bluffing all the time, and there's no other reaction." Xia Ziwu murmured, after all, this farting is not a glorious thing.

Leng Nanxian didn't speak for a long time, and An Sheng's heart was all in his throat. If this typhoon is common, Leng Nanxian can't see anything tricky, this is more than a fart, he should guess that it is the credit of the king of thousand farts.

"Xu Shixin has changed her environment, and she has become accustomed to pampering herself, so she can't bear it. It's just that she doesn't react at all, it won't affect her appearance, and it will disappear in a day or two. Madam Xia, don't worry. "

Leng Nanxian's voice was a little cold, An Sheng could hear displeasure, and perhaps suppressed a little anger.

Xue's only thought that he was making a big fuss and invited him into the mansion. These capable people are somewhat weird.

She even asked in a low voice, "Do you need another recipe?"

Leng Nanxian gave a soft "um": "Taking medicine can detoxify and cool blood, and it will naturally improve the condition. If it is too itchy, don't scratch it, you can use purslane juice to scrub."

Xue hurriedly ordered the pen and ink to wait, but after a moment of silence, it should be Leng Nanxian who was writing the recipe, and An Sheng was relieved and heaved a sigh of relief, secretly saying that it was a fluke that perhaps the matter had not been exposed.

As soon as she lifted her feet and was about to return to her yard lightly, she managed to retreat when she heard Leng Nanxian say more and more coldly: "Please ask the second lady of your house to run with Leng Mou again, if you have something to say."

Then Mrs Xue shouted in the room, "An Sheng, An Sheng!"

An Sheng almost wanted to cry but had no tears, but he had no choice but to stop, and replied with a frown, "Daughter is here."

Xue shi came out of the room, snorted softly, and ordered, "If you can't see it for a while, you're going to be lazy, don't you? Hurry up and send the cold doctor back to the house, and then get your sister's medicine back."

An Sheng reluctantly replied in a low voice, and stepped forward to take the silver tael from the Xue family, as well as the prescription.

Leng Nanxian had already picked up the medicine box and walked out. Xia Zixian followed closely behind him, plucked up his courage and said, "Dr. Leng, do you still need a follow-up consultation?"

Leng Nanxian didn't look back: "Miss seems to be recovering well, just continue to take the medicine according to the prescription, and you can keep taking the prescriptions for the diet last time."

Xia Zixian was a little unwilling: "However, I feel a little tinnitus these two days"

"Can Angelica Privet Decoction be taken?"

Xia Zixian glanced at An Sheng, An Sheng was startled, and then nodded: "The sugar water boiled the day before yesterday was Angelica Privet Soup."

"Then increase the amount." Leng Nanxian said stiffly.

An Sheng should go.

As soon as Leng Nanxian raised his hand, he threw the medicine box in An Sheng's arms, and said coldly, "Go!"