It turns out that she is really a miracle doctor

Chapter 78 Nianze Lake

Doctor Zhang felt heartbroken when he saw Lu Zheng throwing the whole snow lotus into the pot. He said, "Isn't this good for medicine?"

Snow lotus with this kind of appearance is hard to see even in Imperial Hospital. Even if it is available, it is reserved for the nobles in the palace. How can anyone make porridge like Lu Zheng?

Lu Zheng took a spoon and stirred it a few times quickly, "Xiao Qi likes this kind of porridge."

Doctor Zhang: "...!!!"

Can you get used to him?Doctor Zhang did not dare to say this. He thought for a moment and was about to say that this medicinal material was precious, not to mention fresh.

In the end, Lu Zheng said, "It's not that rare..."

Isn't this something rare?What's so rare?Doctor Zhang was a little messy as he stood in the wind. Can anyone tell him where this girl came from?
Doctor Zhang looked at Xiao Qi, but saw that his eyes had been fixed on Lu Zheng, with an expression that he, a man of over seventy years, could not understand.

After another moment, Doctor Zhang coughed, interrupted Xiao Qi, and checked his pulse.

Doctor Zhang took the opportunity to check his pulse and chatted with Lu Zheng, "I didn't ask the girl for advice last time. I wonder what method the prince used to cure the girl's poisoning last time."

"Silver needle."

"What stitch?"

"Unique acupuncture."

Doctor Zhang gave a stiff smile, knowing that he would not be able to ask anything if he continued to ask. He was about to ask Master Lu Zheng where he came from, when suddenly the hand that was checking Xiao Qi's pulse paused, and he suddenly turned to look at Xiao Qi.

After confirming again and again, I was pleasantly surprised, "Is the Juesheng in the prince's body released?"

Seeing Xiao Qi nod, he looked at Lu Zheng again, with admiration in his eyes, "I have never seen someone as young as the girl but with such high medical skills."

Lu Zheng had already filled a bowl of porridge for Xiao Qi, then poured another bowl and looked at the kind-faced old man and asked him, "Would you like to drink it?"

Doctor Zhang took the bowl handed over by Lu Zheng and looked at the melted snow lotus inside with a complicated and distressed expression. In the end, he could not resist the fragrance in the bowl. He took the spoon handed over by Xiao Fuzi and started to drink the porridge.

"This porridge..." Dr. Zhang smashed the porridge, and it tasted really good.

Lu Zheng smiled, waited for Xiao Qi to take a few sips, and asked him, "Is it the same taste?"

Xiao Qi looked up at her with a smile in his eyes and nodded, which was almost the same as what he drank in the valley.

Lu Zheng pointed at the pot with a spoon and said: "I used to think that Tianyi was too perfunctory and always picked it with his hands. He said that the taste was different between cutting it with a knife and pulling it out with his hands. I didn't believe it at the time."

"And it has to be cooked in a small pot and on a low fire."

In the past, when Tianyi came out of the valley, she would divide the rice into bowls and ask her to cook it herself. However, she rarely did it. She always went directly to Tianchi to pick snow lotus to satisfy her hunger.

The corner of Xiao Fuzi's mouth twitched. The flower that Huasui sent to the kitchen was cut carefully by the chef, so it had to suit his master's appetite.

"Azhi, come and have some porridge..."

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Early the next morning, Wang Zhi was carried into the carriage by Lu Zheng while he was still sleeping. Song Siwen didn't want to travel at first, but Lu Zheng said a few words in a doctor's tone.

"You can't stay in the house all the time. Walking more will be good for your health."

Then, Song Siwen was put on the carriage by the Yang brothers.

The group of people headed to the outskirts, but the people who went to Lingyang Prince's Mansion to ask for a pulse were all in vain.

Lu Zheng had breakfast on the carriage. She held a bowl of red bean cheese and passed it past Wang Zhi's nose. The rich smell of milk made Wang Zhi, who was sleeping soundly, slowly open his eyes.

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "The little greedy cat is awake."

Lian Xin couldn't help but smile and served Wang Zhi a bowl, but only gave him a spoon. She sat next to him and held the bowl for him, "Eat it."

After Lu Zheng had finished eating and drinking, the carriage stopped. Lu Zheng got off the carriage and faced a gust of cool wind. The lake surface sparkled under the sunlight.

After Lian Xin took Wang Zhi down, she said to Lu Zheng, "This is Nianze Lake. It was originally called Yunmeng Lake. It was renamed decades ago because of the medical saint Runze." At that time, there was a severe epidemic in the suburbs of Beijing and the capital was closed. , the people could not go to the city to see a doctor. Although the imperial court sent imperial doctors, the epidemic around the capital was serious.

Runze led his disciples to conduct free clinics at Yunmeng Lake, and did not leave Yunmeng Lake until the last patient recovered.

Lu Zheng looked at the lake and smiled slightly, "He deserves the title of Medical Saint."

Huasui directly removed the small table from the carriage and asked Lu Zheng, "Girl, where is this?"

Lu Zheng glanced around and pointed at a big tree, "That's it."

Xiao Qi and Song Siwen also got off the carriage. Without their instructions, Xiao Fuzi and the Yang brothers began to work, moving the table, mat, chessboard, etc. under the tree.

The two of them sat under a tree and played chess, occasionally glancing at Lu Zheng and others who were flying kites on the grass by the lake.

Chef You prepared his pots and pans, then called a guard to go fishing for shrimps in the lake.

Although Wang Zhi stood there, his eyes kept chasing the paper kite in Lu Zheng's hand. His eyes were bright. What was he thinking?
Lu Zheng handed the paper kite in his hand to Lian Xin, walked to Wang Zhi, knelt down, stared into his eyes, and asked him, "What is A Zhi thinking about?"

Wang Zhi's eyes moved to her face and he just looked at her straight.

"Azhi doesn't have anything to say to me?" Lu Zheng asked him again.

Wang Zhi's eyes moved to the paper kite in the sky again, and he kept chasing the paper kite in the sky. Lu Zheng followed his line of sight, then looked at the lake in the distance, and a bold idea came to his mind.

She stood up, looked at the clouds above, raised her hand and whistled, and after a moment, Aying's figure landed on the edge of the lake.

Under the tree here, Xiao Fuzi, who had just finished storing tea for Xiao Qi and his wife, glanced at the lake, his hands trembled, and he almost threw away the teapot in his hand.

"Mom!" He couldn't help but exclaimed.

Xiao Qi frowned slightly and raised his eyes to look at him. Xiao Fuzi pointed to the lake with an expression that was hard to describe, "Master, look!"

Xiao Qi turned to look at the lake and froze.

Song Siwen and others also looked towards the lake and saw that Wang Zhi had climbed onto A Ying's back, and Lu Zheng was tying him around A Ying's neck with his robe.

"The girl doesn't want to..."

Before Xiao Fuzi finished speaking, an eagle chirped loudly across the lake. Lu Zheng had already retreated, and Aying's body had already left the ground.

Xiao Qi and the others stood up quickly and walked towards Lu Zheng.

Lian Xin, who was collecting the kite, was speechless. The kite fell from her hand, and she stared at the eagles in mid-air.

Lu Zheng was still standing there. Hearing the sound, Lu Zheng turned to look at everyone. Seeing that everyone looked nervous, he comforted: "A Ying knows what's appropriate. It's okay."

Of course Aying is fine, but the child above is the one who is in trouble. Whose child dares to play like this?

Xiao Fuzi hesitated to speak. Seeing that his master didn't even look at him, he swallowed his words.

"A Ying took me flying before, don't worry, it's okay." But she got older and heavier later. It wasn't that A Ying didn't have a sense of propriety, but Tianyi was afraid that she didn't have a sense of propriety, so she was not allowed to let A Ying take her there again. She flew.

Aying had already led Wang Zhi around half a circle and was flying in the direction of everyone. It flew very low, and when it almost reached everyone's heads, it stirred up a gust of wind, and everyone hurriedly raised their sleeves to cover it.

At this time, above everyone's heads, in addition to the sound of wind, there was a burst of laughter like silver bells.

The laughter was clear and sweet, full of innocence and innocence, making people feel extremely comfortable.

Lu Zheng's eyes followed the little figure on Aying's back. A smile crept onto the corner of her mouth. She raised her hand and whistled.

Aying fell by the lake.

Wang Zhi didn't seem to understand why A Ying stopped flying. He raised his hand and patted it. Lu Zheng stepped forward and asked him with a smile, "A Zhi, do you still want to fly?"

(End of this chapter)