The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

The wind suddenly grew bigger, rolling up the snow on the ground, mixing it with the snowflakes that were falling in the air, like a wave, covering its sight.

Suvoso closed his umbrella and stood on the hill.

In the midst of the wind and snow, you can also see Xiao Song attacking the colorful official clothes in the distance, orderly command subordinates are searching for what.

Only then did Xiao Song clearly feel both happy and sad, even though his emotions had not fluctuated much.

What's so sad about it? Sovo is not very clear.

Valjen occupies a special place in his heart. She is so similar to him in some respects and is the only person he can trust.

Perhaps, happy for her, she finally waited for a good home instead of wandering all alone in the world like him, and sadly, her home had nothing to do with him.

Sovo's ears fluttered slightly, and when he heard footsteps swiftly approaching his side in the snowflake, he turned around and looked, then stood still.

“Dr. Su, Your Highness invites you to attend the private park.” Someone stood beneath the hill and arched his hand.

The wind blew his voice to pieces, and Sovo easily distinguished the meaning in the words, slightly turning his head, coming down from the hill, the cold voice merging with the snow and wind, "leading the way. ”

The man complimented and ran ahead to lead the way.

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Van Fu's carriage had just stopped in front of the inner entrance lane. Lin Yunsheng feared being caught by his mother, put oil on the soles of his feet, and jumped off the carriage and ran back to his yard.

Returning to Heya Jiu, she took a hot bath and Xing lit a few flame pots in her bedroom. She couldn't help but relieve herself on the bed. Overall, she is in a great mood today. Although things went against her will at first, she eventually met a lot of people. Even those women are not too tall, but there are some connections that are better than none.

Besides, today's snowball battle is really fun.

“Ma'am, this is kind of settled. Little Manchu's girl...” Xing remarked, thinking that Van had forgotten.

From the bedside, Valjen touched a recent medical book she was studying, turned to a page with a note, and asked, "What has she been doing lately? ”

“Do a sprinkler in the yard.” Xing quickly understood that Van Yan was trying to test Xiaoman, and thought about it. "She never left the yard, but on the way, the old slave could not know... Did the woman deliberately let her go with Eighteen Ladies earlier, also for the purpose of trying? ”

Van Nodded, “I sent her to serve Master. I also asked Master to help me follow her every move. Tomorrow I will visit Master when I send the illusion to Qingyun restaurant. ”

Xing Xiang nodded in favor, then hesitated for a moment before asking, “Madam, that Daqiao belongs to Xiao Samurai. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Van responded, remembering that he had spoken too late to Green, and asked, “How do you know? ”

Xing sighed and lifted off a few large pieces, revealing embroidery on the collar. "This small one-inch diameter pattern can only be used by four to seven court commanders. ”

Val nodded and continued to read the medical books.

When Xing saw that she didn't feel comfortable, she couldn't help but say, "If the woman doesn't want to marry Mr. Song, the old slave won't go to talk to the lady for fame, but the old slave must talk to the lady. Don't be angry with Xiao Samurai. If the lady has a problem with this, how can the old slave tell the lady under the Nine Springs! ”

Xing had tears in her eyes. Before she died, Madam held her hand and swallowed her breath just in time to say "Ah Yan". Madam had no remorse in her family. She could only rest assured of her only daughter.

“Xing Ma, why don't you ask some other time, who's tall enough to look at the theory and see for me?” Van Yan knew that reason with Xing Lai was incomprehensible. Xing Lai believed in ghosts, so she could only do it from here. “Everyone had their lives counted. If I was destined to marry Xiao Song in my life and be killed by him, there was nothing I could do. ”

“Phew, phew!” Xing looked at Van Yan with anger, "she said." You can't talk nonsense. There is a god three feet above your head, you can't talk nonsense. ”

Van smiled and shifted the subject. She asked Xing to say hello to the butler. She borrowed the kitchen tomorrow to make some dishes for Master.

After Xing Lady left, Van Yan began to wonder if he really wanted to think about pulling up Wu Zantian. Since ancient times, accompanying the King was like a tiger. If he stood on the line from now on, and everything was involved, he might end up with a dead rabbit dog cooking.

And the toughest time of the day was between the last year of Zhengguan and the second year of Yonghui. It's a little early to rely on her. In contrast, the idea has attracted the attention of Li Shimin, and there is still much to be gained over the past decade.

After thinking about understanding many of these things, Valentine also has a general direction, intending to go to Liu Qingsong the day after tomorrow to discuss a specific plan.

The next morning, Dawn's drums just sounded and her face collapsed.

After cleaning, I went to the kitchen.

The kitchen ladies have begun to prepare breakfast and the kitchen in the Valhall is very large. Since they said hello last night, there is a stove dedicated to leaving Valhalla empty.

When Valjen cleaned her hands in the basin, she began to cut her vegetables with skill.

She caught the attention of the steward's wife with a knife, but she dared not go over there to disturb her because she was too close to her natural face.

Until the smell of pork spilled from the Middle East slope, the whole kitchen smelled of fragrance and not tired of people smelling buds. The chef looked up, and the stewardess couldn't help but close the set, “Woman is such a blessing, this cooking technique is afraid even the palace's royal chef will be downwind! ”

Vaughn took the time to look at the stewardess, the first impression was “fat”, that size, the three vaughns tied together is probably not as good as her, because fat, none of the five officials look very obvious, especially one pair of eyes directly stacked by the meat into two fine stitches, but the skin is good, laughing at the two cheeks with deep bars, which is very delightful.

“I'll send you a copy of the recipe later.” When Valjen finished, she thought she was too direct.

But the stewardess didn't care. She was overjoyed and couldn't close her mouth with a smile. “Wow, that's so refreshing. These wonderful craftsmanship are not even hidden from me. The slave called Fu regiment. If the woman wants to use the kitchen in the future, just say it to the slave and you don't have to go through the butler. ”

“Thank you.” Van felt that the name “Fujian” really matched her, smiling at her as a gesture of friendship.

Fukushi opened his eyes vigorously, "Wow, she's such a beautiful woman. Slaves are in Chang 'an when they're little. That's also the first time I've seen a lot of large households of women. It's the first time I've seen such a brilliant woman! ”

Valjen doesn't answer, and she can guess a point or two about the psychology of the Order. Like future generations, everywhere called “beautiful woman”, ask the road, if you happen to meet a young woman, you also have to say “beautiful woman, where and how to go”, people are happy to answer, it is just a kind way, said in the mouth, not really thought so.

In a moment, the Fukuo regiment put Van Yan's praise on the heavens and the earth, as if Long An Lang Jun could not marry her, he regretted his whole life.

Valjen can only listen to the wind, and from time to time she can talk to her about some of Chang 'an's custom favorites.

Yan Yan made Wu Xiu's favorite Dongpo meat, a chicken soup, a sauce bursting, and a few stir-fried meats, and also cooked a pot of ginger porridge for Yan Pingyu and Ro's.

Eating ginger in the morning is better than drinking ginseng soup. Eating ginger on winter mornings is a good way to cure it. Living in someone else's house, Valjen was always a little overwhelmed, and Valjeon and Roche lacked money. She could only show her appreciation for small things.

Everything was ready, and Valjen boarded the carriage in the inner entrance.

The carriage exited the gate and was about to make a turn at the door, heading south, but was blocked off by a carriage that had just stopped at the entrance to the Valhall.

“Take it easy, wait for me to get out.” There was a panicking man outside.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and opened the curtain. When she saw the figure of the skinny baba going to knock on the house door, she shouted, "Liu Qingsong? ”

Liu Qingsong turned around and saw Van Yan, Xidao, "I was looking for you! ”

“Let's talk about it in the car.” Valentine.

Liu Qingsong quickly boarded Valjen's carriage.

Valjen kept the driver going south of the city. Liu Qingsongman was excited to say, "Can you cure asthma? ”

For a moment of silence, in Liu Qingsong's eyes, he shook his head slowly, "No cure is possible, but the performance of the body after the death of asthma disease is well known. ”

“What a loser! I want to know what this is for!” Liu Qingsong looked like a leatherball that had exhaled his breath and sighed harshly. "Yesterday I heard Kowloon say that the little princess Jinyang was ill. Her Majesty's planned trip to Huaizhou today was cancelled, and now she is in a hurry to turn around! I heard that the symptoms of Kowloon are very similar to asthma, and the eldest grand queen is suffering from asthma, it must be hereditary! ”

Liu Qingsong looked at Yan with a “you know” look.

“Don't look at me like that, I can't cure asthma right away.” Yan Yan is not really unhealed. She also knows a lot about the pathogenesis, treatment and care of asthma, but healing alone is useless on paper, and requires a lot of clinical experience to be called curable!

Knowing this Princess Jinyang, her nickname is Xiaozi, and she is Li Shimin's most beloved princess. Since the death of Her Majesty's grandson, Li Shimin has brought Li Zimin and Li Ji with him to cultivate herself. Even a batch of folds are said to hold Li Zi on her lap.

Tsukiko is very smart, a little older will observe Yan Guangtong, very cheerful. When he sees his father angry, he will say a few good words for the trainees and slowly quench Taizong's anger.

Many people in Manchukuo have been graced by the little princess, so they all kept her from the baby, so they loved it.

It can be said that if you can get the right to heal Princess Jinyang, you can do everything you want.

His eyes gleamed with unprecedented glow, and he moaned, “This, too, is possible. ”

She believes that things are artificial, Princess Jinyang died of Zhengguan for eighteen years, and there are seven years left. If this time specializes in asthma disease, she can find patients to treat in the workshop, accumulate experience, and make progress over time. Besides, her advantage over ancient doctors is that she knows more about the disease, and more about many of the medications and methods of care that they have yet to understand. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)