medical law

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Jin Jin woke up after a nap, only to find that the sun was already setting, and it was dusk.

It really is like a pig's life, eat when you wake up, sleep when you are full!

Jin Zi despised himself a little in his heart, stretched his waist, opened the door and walked out.

In the yard, Zhuang’s mother was sprinkling water, and the clear water drops were thrown out of the gourd ladle, raising a beautiful arc in mid-air, and then slapped on the ground, splashing everywhere, like a painting deliberately blurred and drawn. into the map.

In the yard sprinkled with water, the dry heat gradually dissipated, and a gust of wind blew in, bringing a faint fragrance of green herbs.

"Mom Zhuang, take a rest after sprinkling, the ground is evaporating heat, come up quickly, don't get heatstroke!" Jin Zi shouted to his mother Zhuang, whose back was turned to him.

Zhuang's mother said yes, and turned around and said: "This summer feels hotter than in previous years, even the wind is hot! Ma'am, you are weak, don't go out of the yard. The old servant likes to eat in the yard because of his wife's dinner." If you don't sprinkle water, it will be very hot!"

Jin Zi smiled. In fact, the summer in ancient times was really not hot. Compared with modern times, it was far worse. At least now it is not necessary to turn on electric fans and air conditioners.

Um, this also indirectly illustrates a problem, there is a demand for a market.

Just like the reason why later generations invented electric fans and air conditioners is also because of the gradual warming of the global climate. It is impossible not to think of ways to invent.

Zhuang's mother's words indirectly verified the fact that global warming is getting hotter every year!

"It's a hard job to be a mother!" Jin Zi said with a smile on his eyebrows.

Mother Zhuang smiled lovingly, squinted her eyes and replied: "It's not hard. I'm happy that this old servant can do more for my lady! What would my lady like for dinner? This old servant will make it for you!"

Perhaps because of the weather, Jin Jin's appetite was weak, and he couldn't arouse any interest.

"It's fine to make something light. It's hot and I can't eat greasy meat!" Jin Jin said.

Zhuang's mother gave a beep and agreed.

Xiaoxiao and Yuan Qingqing came back from outside the courtyard, they pursed their lips, half a smile was not a smile.It's very weird.

"The lady is awake?" Yuan Qingqing, who was always alert, saw the lady standing on the porch, and quickly trotted in with a basket.

"My lady, my lady..." Yuan Qingqing called out in a long voice, but Zhuang's mother glanced at her and hurriedly lowered her voice.Gossip said: "My lady, this servant just heard about something!"

Jin Zi hummed, and seeing Yuan Qingqing's expressionless expression, he signaled her to continue.

"The two nannies serving Wulang have just been slapped by my wife!" Yuan Qingqing said.

This ear-scratcher is nothing more than a queen gossiping, this is a common thing for big and big families, it is not surprising.Besides, Jin Zi really doesn't care about Lin's affairs.Immediately became interested.

Zhuang's mother was a little curious, and asked in a low voice: "I heard that it is because of what?"

Xiaoxiao also came over, with a look of slight displeasure at being pulled out of the head, and interjected: "It can be because of something, isn't it because you are too short-mouthed and can't stop it!"

Yuan Qingqing nodded, and said seriously: "That's right. Last time, Mother Feng issued a strict order, and no one in the house dared to mention Madam...that matter. But Aunt Song's two nannies are actually Zuo Er The stuff that went in and out of the right ear didn't take Mama Feng's words seriously, and dared to arrange things behind her back, Madam didn't kick them out, it's a big face for Aunt Song!"

Jin Zi shook his head, revealing a wicked smile.

Who came here, is it all right to eat and panic?

If this is the modern age where women hold up half of the sky, and they are busy with work and family every day like a spinning top, how can they have the mind to make troubles about these random things?

"Okay, it's none of our Qingfengyuan's business, let's not meddle in it! Remember our Qingfengyuan's creed, that is, don't be a gossip, don't speak ill of others, understand?" Jin Zi looked at Xiaoxiao and Yuan Qingqing commanded.

Seeing Jin Zi's serious expression, the two couldn't help lowering their heads and reassured: "Yes, this servant knows!"

******

In the side room of the Autumn Shuangyuan, two nurses who were slapped for making up the mistress were crying in the corridor. Their cheeks were all red and swollen, and even the corners of their mouths were a little swollen when they spoke. The mouth opened a little, and it hurt so much that it fell off. Tears come.

Aunt Song was coaxing Goro with her arms in her arms. The child had just been woken up by Mrs. Lin's thunderstorm.

One of the nurses covered his face, stood up with tears in his eyes, and said to Aunt Song, "Auntie, let the servants come and coax Wulang!"

Aunt Song gave her a sharp slash, and yelled: "Get out of here, don't you think it's embarrassing enough? If I didn't see that you still care about my brother, I will never stop Madam, let your whole family get the hell out of the Jin Mansion!"

The two nannies were so wronged in their hearts that there was really no arrangement. This is definitely an unwarranted crime!

The two were trembling, weeping uncontrollably, knelt down in front of Aunt Song and kowtowed a few times, and said sadly: "Auntie, when Da Wulang was born, the slaves and servants were by my side to serve them. Things, I hope my aunt will learn from them!"

Goro was fussing in Aunt Song's arms, and the buzzing sound of crying, coupled with the crying of the two nannies, almost burst her eardrums, making her upset.

She sent the two of them down impatiently. Seeing their distressed appearance, Aunt Song remembered Lin's eyes full of warning when she left. In her heart, she was even more depressed and wanted to die.

"Oh, oh, don't cry, Brother Rong is good, how about auntie give you sour plum soup?" Auntie Song tried her best to coax her son with a smile.

Goro struggled vigorously in her arms, leaned out of the yard, and yelled, "Mother, mother, I want mother..."

"Mother is here! Mother is here!" Aunt Song replied.

"Woo...I want my mother...."

Goro was sweating profusely from crying, tears and snot all over Aunt Song's body, and insisted on going to Mrs. Lin, which made Aunt Song turn pale with anger.

Dare to feel that I am pregnant in October, and the son I gave birth to will not want me in the end, but must find that bitch?

How is this going?

Aunt Song panicked, seeing Wulang crying so hoarsely that he couldn't stop coaxing him, she shouted loudly: "Who is your mother? Ah, I am the mother who gave birth to you and raised you... ..”

Goro was frightened and cried loudly.

Aunt Song also cried, and her heart was completely broken...

What exactly was the son bewitched by that bitch?He doesn't want his own mother, so when he gets old, what else can he rely on...

******

The night was as low as splashed ink, and in the magnificent palace of the imperial capital, thousands of lights were clustered, illuminating every corner of the palace.

A white figure sat lazily on the double-eaved glazed tile roof, with a white jade jug at his feet.

The top of the head is like a moonlight, and the starry sky is vast.

Holding a snow fan and drinking a glass of good wine is such a pleasure, it is hard to find in the world!

Long Tingxuan casually picked up the jug and poured it into his mouth. The transparent wine slid down his smooth jaw, but he didn't care.From his blurred eyes and reddish face, it can be seen that he has drunk a lot.

Ah Sang stood in the yard, looked up at the young master on the roof, and sighed faintly.

The young master has been tossing him a lot these days, he can't sleep in the middle of the night, and he has to go to the roof to drink, drinking is not impossible, but don't play some high-risk moves, it's scary, if something happens, he will be very scared A head is not enough for His Majesty to cut off!

Just as Ah Sang was praying in his heart, Long Tingxuan stood up, staggeringly, opened the snow fan, and performed a fan dance on the roof...

"Wine and song, life geometry......"

Oh my God!

Asang raised his forehead and persuaded: "Young master, be careful, let's come down and dance..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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