Chapter 3
An Fupei held the reins of the horse and did not move, the mud on her body could not cover her slender figure, but made her a bit more delicate.

The light fell into her eyebrows and eyes, as if falling into two cold pools.

Since King Ze was not short of money, An Fupei changed his strategy, and his voice was still calm, "I promise that King Ze will be free from illness and pain all his life."

The wind blows the curtains of the car, revealing some shadows. One of them seems to be half-recumbent, perhaps dozed off and fell asleep.

That person was even less polite in his speech, "The excuses used by the beauties who came to accost King Ze are getting more and more creative."

It turned out that he regarded An Fupei as a brainless nympho chasing King Ze.

King Dayue Ze, the ninth son of Emperor Yue, is said to dislike government affairs, but loves business. He has a lot of money and is favored by the emperor. He is handsome and free and easy.

However, although King Ze is romantic and suave, he has no intention of getting married. He only likes cockfighting and traveling around.

This time, he came out to "play" with Zheng Chaozong, and he only brought a dozen guards with him, all of whom had extraordinary skills.

A guard guarding the carriage said: "Miss, you know that the person who took the opportunity to accost King Ze last time has been kicked into Taiye Pond by King Ze. Get out of the way."

The guard motioned to the groom.

The carriage is about to start again.

An Fupei was in a hurry, grabbed the reins of the horse, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and urged the horse to get closer to the carriage, "People can go, leave the carriage!"

The carriage stopped again.

Er Er got out of the carriage, a middle-aged man in a soy sauce-colored silk robe, and asked An Fupei:
"Can you keep King Ze free from disease and pain all his life? Are you a doctor? Do you know who I am? Haha, I am the head of the Imperial Physician in the imperial hospital, the majestic doctor "Yan Wang seizes people" Ji Ruhou's disciple Zheng Chaozong I can't cure any kind of disease. With me, Zheng Chaozong, why does King Ze's body need to be in someone else's hands?"

An Fupei raised her eyebrows slightly.

No matter how capable a doctor is in this era, how can she compare with her doctor in the 23rd century!

The person named Zheng Chaozong continued to talk, "Girl, don't worry about it. Every year, you use various methods to get close to King Ze. There are many women who want to become Princess Ze. But how can King Ze be so elegant? The heart of secular women! The girl should give up this heart."

An Fupei saw this man twirling a goatee under his jaw with two fingers and laughing, with a proud and high-spirited tone.

It seems that if she doesn't show her strength, they won't believe in herself.

An Fupei took a look at Zheng Chaozong, and she had a plan in mind, and asked, "But does Imperial Physician Zheng know that he has contracted the epidemic?"

"What?" Zheng Chaozong stared at her with wide eyes, then shook his head vigorously.

"How could I be infected with the epidemic? I came to Xunyang from the capital to save the people from the epidemic!"

Zheng Chaozong laughed, "Girl, I see that your cheeks are flushed and you have a slight rash on your face, you must be infected with the epidemic!"

"No." An Fupei said calmly, "The rash on my face is hives caused by eating poisonous things by mistake. And Doctor Zheng, you had a slight involuntary twitch on your right cheek when you were speaking. ..."

"Emperor Zheng knows that this kind of epidemic will first invade the nervous system at the beginning of the onset, so I have this symptom. I can say for sure that within three hours, Imperial Physician Zheng will definitely have a fever. I also ask King Ze to reduce contact with Imperial Physician Zheng for the sake of it." OK."

Zheng Chaozong in front of him suddenly paused, because what the girl said was exactly the same as what his master Ji Ruhou said.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, did he really suffer from the epidemic?

It seems that he was careless.

Zheng Chaozong paused, and asked, "I don't know what the girl borrowed the carriage for?"

An Fupei didn't hide it, "I need a secret room, give my maid a knife."

"Surgery?" Zheng Chaozong opened his mouth, as if he had been stabbed.

It turned out that Ji Ruhou, father of Zheng Chaozong's priest, had also boldly tried laparotomy to treat sores, but either the patient bled to death during the laparotomy, or died of fever, chills and exhaustion after the operation. None of them were successful.

Does the girl's surgery mean the same as what he thinks of it?

Could it be that in this world, besides his master, there are people trying to operate.

Zheng Chaozong couldn't help but take another look at An Fupei, seeing that she was very young and thin, and she looked like she would collapse when the wind blows, it was really hard to convince him.

"Dare to ask girl, how do you want to operate?"

Zheng Chaozong's eyes turned warily on An Fupei, and he felt that she was more likely to use an excuse to get close to King Ze.

An Fupei closed her eyebrows, and said solemnly: "My servant girl's ribs were broken, so I have to open her chest to fix her bones."

Zheng Chaozong approached the girl suspiciously, stretched out his hand to check Huahong's breath, and then took the pulse of Huahong, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

"Your servant girl is already a dead person! Even if you said that the operation can fix her bones, what's the point?"

An Fupei's eyebrows drooped, her face sullen, "My servant girl is still alive, how can you say she is a dead person."

Zheng Chaozong said, "Although your little girl is still breathing, her breathing is weak and shallow, her pulse is like a thin thread, and she doesn't respond to her call, and she doesn't feel pain when she knocks her. Luo Jinxian can't save her even if she goes down to earth. Isn't she just a living dead?!"

An Fupei raised her eyebrows, seeing Zheng Chaozong being entangled, she didn't believe what she said, Huahong moaned in pain in her arms again, her heart was tied, she felt a little anxious.

"Old man, since you are a doctor and a doctor has a benevolent heart, you should care about your patients. If there is still a chance of life, you should do your best to save them. How can you call them a dead person at will. Besides, just give me a quiet room and let me If I operate on her, she will definitely live."

Zheng Chaozong looked at An Fupei sideways. In his eyes, An Fupei was just a yellow-haired girl, but she spoke old-fashioned, with an unquestionable momentum, as if what she said was true.

But Zheng Chaozong never believed that An Fupei would be able to perform surgery on his maid, "Whether the girl wants to perform surgery or take the opportunity to strike up a conversation with King Ze, we have something important to do, so we can't delay." He waved to the guards outside the car, " Let's go."

The groom stretched out his whip and tapped it lightly in mid-air, and the horse raised its hooves.

Seeing that the carriage was about to leave again, An Fupei was suddenly annoyed, and her disappointment could not be concealed on her beautiful and empty face.

She is not familiar with the place here, and she has been running for a long time, but she has not found a suitable place to be operated on. Huahong's ribs are broken, and it is really not suitable for carrying on a horse. This carriage is her only good choice. .

In desperation, An Fupei yelled, "What a King Ze, if you don't let go, I'm going to grab it!"

"Huh?" A young and lazy voice suddenly came from inside the carriage, as if waking up from a dream.

"A woman was talking just now?" King Ze asked.

After a while, the curtain of the car was raised, revealing the young King Ze's magnificent face.

With long eyebrows like willows and a body like a jade tree, she wears a stone-blue satin gown, with her hair tied up and a purple gold crown inlaid with jewels, giving her an extraordinary aura of nobility.

But there is a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes, with a smile that seems to be there, and the eyes are like electric discharges, so seductive that they are invisible.

It is simply a natural evildoer.

King Ze looked lazily at An Fupei.

I saw that she was wearing a purple dress, which was covered with mud for some reason, but it made her delicate facial features more fair and delicate, like a lotus flower that emerged from the mud without staining.

Mingming's appearance is bright and soft, but he is sitting heroically on the horse, holding the bridle with one hand, and holding a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl across his arms with the other, revealing a flamboyant aura that is rarely seen in women.

She is indeed a beautiful woman, unforgettable.

King Ze seemed a little surprised, with a strange expression on his face, he clenched the fan in his hand, then relaxed his brows, curled his thin lips, and smiled.

Others didn't know what he was thinking.

I only heard King Ze's lazy voice, "Then come up."

An Fupei was overjoyed, thinking that King Ze was a good man, so he was willing to lend her the carriage.

She said: "Thank you." Then she dismounted and turned around to hug the bonus.

Zheng Chaozong was anxious, and said to King Ze: "But we are still in a hurry..."

King Ze raised his hand and interrupted the second half of Zheng Chaozong's sentence, with a tone that could not be refuted: "Let her come up!"

Zheng Chaozong was dumbfounded.

Not only Zheng Chaozong, but Ze Wang's guards were also stunned.

King Ze is known as the most romantic, wealthy and leisurely prince in the capital. There are countless women who admire him, but he is the most impatient to deal with women. No matter how beautiful a woman is, he loses interest at most after taking a look at her.

What is so special about this muddy woman in front of me?

But King Ze gave the order, and Zheng Chaozong had no choice but to go forward to help An Fupei.

He was in a hurry to go to Xunyang, but was interrupted halfway, obviously unhappy, put his hand on Huahong's shoulder, and shook his head.

"There is absolutely no way to revive a person who has been injured like this. It is not so easy to cut open the abdomen and set bones. If nothing else, just bleeding can drain away the blood."

In this case, even if his master was there, he couldn't save this little maid.

Zheng Chaozong couldn't help but said: "If you can save this maidservant, write my name, Zheng Chaozong, upside down!"

An Fupei's footsteps paused, "What's the benefit to me if you write your name upside down?"

Because she was dissatisfied with being rejected by the imperial physician just now, An Fupei suddenly had the idea to give this proud imperial physician some stimulation.

An Fupei said: "Otherwise, when I rescue my maidservant, give me your position as the top physician, and you have to kowtow and call me Patriarch."

Zheng Chaozong didn't believe that An Fupei could save Huahong at all, so he smiled and said, "If you can't save me, I will punish you for pouring my urinal every day for the rest of your life."

When Xiaosi heard this, she pinched her nose and frowned, "It stinks, Doctor Zheng, you are so disgusting!"

King Ze smiled, Sunshine was so handsome that he couldn't be more handsome, "Girl, don't be fooled by Imperial Doctor Zheng, he tastes herbs every day, and the urinal stinks."

An Fupei said angrily, "But I have no chance of losing. He is sure to be my disciple."

(End of this chapter)

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