Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

   Chapter 166 Little genius doctor, please come in!

  Cheng Ling stood by the side door of Fuyang Palace and waited for a while.

   The eighteenth doctor who was carried out shouted "wrongfully wronged": "My lord, my lord, the little one is not talking nonsense, the eldest son's illness is real..."

   Hearing a "bang", the palace guards suddenly threw him out of the steps.

   A person who looked like a manager was standing on the steps of the side door, his chin was slightly pointed, his eyes were turned down, and his tone was threatening: "You bastard, don't you understand the truth that disaster comes from your mouth?"

  The doctor who rolled to the ground didn't dare to make a sound, just covered his face with his sleeves, "Ouch" exclaiming in pain.

   His little boy apprentice slipped out from the side door, and hurriedly hunched over to help him up.

   After this person left, several doctors who were waiting outside the gate of the palace were hesitant, and no one dared to come back.

   After a quarter of an hour, the onlookers saw a young man with a medicine box in his hand and walked to the steward of the palace.

   When everyone sees "him", the first impression is: so young!

   Someone suddenly said: "My good fellow, if it's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, who is this kid? At such a young age, dare to expose the post of the palace?"

   "Hey, it's a good look, it's a pity, alas..."

Isn't   Cheng Ling just born with a good appearance?

   She didn't specifically blacken her face today. She was dressed in men's clothes, fresh and clean. When she stood there carrying the medicine box, she didn't need to speak, as if there was a wind blowing from the forest.

   The steward of the palace had seen her too young and wanted to wave her away.

   In the end, he only waved his hand halfway, and the rude words came to his mouth, but he couldn't spit them out. In the end, it became a sentence: "This gentleman, the post of the palace is not so easy to expose, our family advises you to be careful."

  Cheng Ling held the medicine box in his left hand, and when he looked forward with his right hand, it seemed like a cloud was protruding, and he instantly caught the steward's left hand hanging beside him.

   Her movements were abrupt, and the guards next to her were about to take action to stop her, but where was she in time?

   "Do what?"

brush! With the knife unsheathed, at the same time as the guard screamed in surprise, Cheng Ling's hand had already caught the manager's wrist.

   Of course, this steward also has a kung fu, and at the moment Cheng Ling's palm reached over, the steward actually wanted to block the counterattack.

However, he couldn't keep up with Cheng Ling's speed at all. He had an illusion that Cheng Ling's hand speed was obviously not very fast, and the movements on his hands seemed to follow. However, when he really wanted to dodge, his wrist was already Unexpectedly caught.

  Cheng Ling's fingers were just above his pulse gate, two of them tapped lightly, and the steward's heart skipped a beat.

   As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

   What kind of ordinary boy is this? This is clearly a very rare young master!

  Cheng Ling hurried before the steward's anger, and quickly said: "The pulse is closed and blood is clotted, and the chronic illness has entered the collaterals. Does the steward often feel dizzy, occasionally weak in the limbs, and sometimes have abdominal pain?"

   After saying this, she immediately released her fingers from the steward's hand.

   The steward of the palace was stunned, and for a while he could not bear to pursue her abrupt actions just now, and blurted out a sentence: "How, how do you know?"

  Cheng Ling smiled slightly: "Naturally, it is through the pulse, dizziness and abdominal pain, some occasional small problems, the manager must not care too much, so he usually neglects treatment. Don't you know that after a long illness, the accumulation of small things will become heavy..."

   Speaking of this, her voice was suddenly lowered, and the volume was so low that only the steward could hear: "The steward recently, have you had blood in the stool?"

   The steward was so shocked that his whole body went numb, he, he...he did have blood in the stool recently!

   It’s just that there has been a lot of work in the palace recently. Although the steward has some status among the servants, he still has to focus on the master in everything. How could he still care about his own small problems at such an extraordinary time?

   Now Cheng Ling has revealed all the secrets in one sentence, and when the manager looks at her again, he can't help but feel a sense of shock.

   His face became solemn, and he quickly bowed deeply to Cheng Ling, bending over to guide her: "Little Langjun, no! Little genius doctor, please come in quickly."

   and instructed the servant behind him: "Quick! Quick! Bring the soft sedan over here, and ask the little genius doctor to go to Lixuetang!"

  Cheng Ling was invited to the soft sedan chair, and under the envious gazes from the outside, he carried the medicine box into the palace.

  The idle people watching the lively outside the side door suddenly fried the pot, and the conversation came up in an instant.

  No one noticed that among those idlers, one of them suddenly fell short, quietly, he withdrew from the group of people who were discussing, and then quickly left here while walking along the wall.

  Fuyang Wangfu, Cheng Ling rode the soft sedan chair through the heavy courtyard.

   Needless to say about the size of the palace, Cheng Ling sat in the soft sedan chair and opened the curtains, admiring it openly.

   The sedan chairmen lifted the sedan chair quickly and steadily, and the previous steward quickly followed the sedan chair, and Cheng Ling talked with him.

   During the conversation, the steward reported his name and said, "The little one's life is called Tang Bingliang, and the little genius doctor can just call him by his name."

  Cheng Ling certainly wouldn't call people by their names, she politely said "Tang steward".

   Then he whispered a quick recipe, which is exactly the recipe for Tang Bingliang's disease.

   In fact, Tang Bingliang's illness was not a serious illness, but as Cheng Ling said, if minor illnesses are not cured, they will accumulate and become refractory, so Cheng Ling's action at this time is to save lives for Tang Bingliang.

   In addition, although Cheng Ling's medical experience is not very rich, everything she has learned is based on the highly developed information of later generations.

   What she has seen and known is far beyond that of ordinary doctors of the time. In addition, she has practiced martial arts and qi, her five senses are sensitive, and her level of pulse detection is very high. Therefore, to a certain extent, she actually seriously underestimated her medical skills.

   Fortunately, although she underestimated her medical skills, she was very confident that she really had the "magic medicine".

  The notice of the palace also said, one is asking for a magical doctor, and the other is seeking a magical medicine. If there is one of the two, Cheng Ling came to the palace to reveal the post, and it was not considered cheating the palace.

   This is also one of the reasons why she dared to appear in the palace without covering up.

  The palace was so big that the sedan chair walked straight for two quarters of an hour before stopping in front of a courtyard full of bamboos by the inner lake.

  Lixuetang, here we come!

  Cheng Ling just got off the sedan chair, when he heard a furious voice from inside: "Damn! Damn, I asked you to treat the prince, but you treat people more and more seriously, get out! Get out!"

   There was a sudden sound of **** coming from inside.

   But the voice said again: "No! Come back, all come back to Lao Tzu, just kneel under this corridor! If the prince is not good for one day, you should kneel and die here!"

  Cheng Ling just waited outside the door for a while before Tang Bingliang dared to walk in carefully and informed the people inside that he had brought the doctor over again.

The voice inside    was careless: "Then come in, it's best to have real materials and dare to deceive this king... hum!"

  Cheng Ling walked in and saw a square carved chair in the courtyard in the middle, and the life of the man sitting on the chair with a golden sword looked rough.

  Looking at his 30 or 40 years old, he has a short circle of stubble under his cheeks, but he has an air of heroism.

   The most important thing is that this person's eyebrows and eyes seem to be three-pointed similar to Xiao Man.

   Cheng Ling's heart skipped a beat when he saw this.

   (end of this chapter)