medical law

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After Ah Sang withdrew, Long Tingxuan's face darkened slightly.

When he stood up, the purple Confucian uniform was loose without the restraint of the jade belt around his waist, hanging loosely on his tall and straight body, which added a bit of casual and uninhibited temperament.He walked leisurely to the desk, spread out a layer of snow-white paper on the desk with his long, slender, white hands, and stopped on top of the paper with his long-haired hand, his dark eyes fixed on a certain point, hesitantly refusing to write. .

The portraits of the ladies in the boudoir that I saw just now were obviously written by the palace painter Tang Mo.Tang Mo is best at pictures of beauties. The characters in his works are all famous for their vividness and lifelikeness. The attainments in calligraphy and painting are extremely high, and they are highly valued by the Holy One.For him to draw so many portraits of ladies in the boudoir for him to choose at one time, it can be seen that the concubine mother attaches great importance to his concubine selection this time.

Long Tingxuan was in the royal family, and he knew from an early age that his marriage was closely related to the politics of the Dayin Dynasty, so he couldn't help himself to decide.He hates the shackles on him very much, and he is too lazy to deal with those cruel and terrifying palace fights. He tries his best to make himself an idle prince, away from the whirlpool center of the government, so that the mother and concubine can gain a better foothold in the harem and survive.

The facts also proved that his choice was correct. The queen and prince are not weak, and the queen mother is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Moreover, Emperor Xianzong, who has been trapped in Tatar for more than ten years and has not returned, seems to be the same as Tatar. Some kind of unknown agreement was reached internally, just around the corner.

If he doesn't know how to hide clumsiness.I'm afraid he has long been a victim of political strife.

Perhaps it was because the concubine mother felt that she had sacrificed too much for her, so she would fight for his freedom in marriage, and let him choose a lady he likes, and join hands for a lifetime!

However, to Long Tingxuan, there was no essential difference.

Those ladies are not ordinary people, no matter who they choose, they will follow their father and brother in the court.There are endless, inextricably linked relationships.

Especially at present, it has not been found out who the cabinet ministers and Captain Zhechong secretly contacted. He must not act rashly at this juncture and let himself be tied to unknown dangers.

After all, the concubine mother is just a weak woman in the backyard of the deep palace.She still can't see through these things!

A drop of thick black ink fell on the snow-white paper with a thud, and the ink penetrated the back of the paper, and the paper was declared invalid.

Long Tingxuan came back to his senses, showing a sudden smile.The big hand tore off the paper stained with ink.Knead into a ball and throw it away.The ball of paper rolls to the door of the study.

He dipped the ink again, concentrated on writing, and drew a perfect arc on the white paper.

The atmosphere was quiet, and the only sound left in the study was the sound of wolf hair rubbing against paper.

Long Tingxuan's face was dignified and quiet, his black eyes were concentrating on the piece of paper, holding his cuff with one hand, trying his best to write every time he wrote.All perfect.

Not long after, a picture of a pure and elegant beauty appeared on the white paper.

Different from ordinary coquettish beauties.There is no shyness that half-covers the face of the pipa, no tenderness that is full of affection, and no temptation to wink like silk...just a calm and gentle face that does not pretend to be embellished, and it is not Guang Xiao. The flute is not a round silk scarf, but a three-inch long lancet.

Long Tingxuan put down his pen, fixed his eyes on the characters in his pen, and sighed imperceptibly.

Obviously, he is not satisfied with this work.

Grabbing a corner of the paper with his hand, the slender joints were slightly stretched, as long as he exerted force, the picture of the beauty he had spent a long time drawing would be destroyed by himself.

Long Tingxuan's black eyes swept across the face of the person in the painting, his handsome eyebrows were raised, and he muttered to himself: "Is it my king's memory that you are not deep enough? Otherwise, why is there only similarity in appearance but not similarity in spirit? This king has always I am confident in my painting skills..."

He looked at the person in the painting thoughtfully, pondered for a while, but was still reluctant to destroy the portrait, stretched out his hand to stroke the wrinkled corners, dried the ink stains, leaned on the round-waisted beard bed, and stared in rapt attention. The scenes of their getting along flashed in their eyes.

"Haha..." Long Tingxuan burst out laughing suddenly, such a laugh without warning, unscrupulous and deeply rooted rarely appeared on him.

Yingshou knew that there was no one in the study room except the young master. Did the young master think of something joyful at this moment? It was rare for him to smile so heartily, but in this smile, there was more or less a trace of unknown loneliness .

Why is this?

The eagle head hides in the dark, silently meditating.

Long Tingxuan remembered the scene of the two in the carriage, he closed his eyes abruptly, the tip of his nose seemed to still be filled with the faint and pleasant fragrance when he approached her...

She said: "My lord, please respect yourself! I am not a Long Yang addict!"

What is going on in this woman's brain?

Could it be that she, who likes to disguise herself as a man, regarded herself as a man at that moment?

Tsk tsk, it's really special!

However, he also fell in love with this special woman...

Long Tingxuan smiled, opened his eyes, put away the portrait, cleared his throat and said, "Come in!"

Yingshou was startled when he heard the sound, withdrew his mind, and walked into the study with a dignified expression.

******

Due to the impact of the Fangnuo case, Yuxiu Village's business has declined a lot.

Although the case is closed, the sequelae of the impact are still there.In order to restore Yuxiuzhuang to its original appearance, Chen Yutong has been busy planning some fashion exhibition these days, and is also planning to invite those high-end prostitutes who are expensive and show off their talents in the West Lake Painting Boat to come to the show, so as to improve Yuxiuzhuang's reputation again. popularity.

Uncle Wu, the shopkeeper, and Aunt Zhirou in the embroidery room have been busy these days in order to cooperate with the plan of the lady.From the design, tailoring, color matching, accessories, etc. of the ready-made garments, respond and compare them one by one, according to the arrangement of the lady.Aunt Zhirou was as busy as a spinning top, running between the embroidery room and the dyeing and weaving workshop, and the embroiderers in the embroidery room were also threading needles day and night, just to meet the deadlines ordered by the lady.Get ready-to-wear ready for the catwalk.

Uncle Wu was not idle either. My wife gave him a set of procedures on how to arrange and arrange the venue for the catwalk, and asked him to follow.

Thanks to the guidance of Chen Yutong's process, Uncle Wu, an ancient man who had never done planning, also took the lead, walking back and forth between various venues, directing, that feeling.It's really amazing, people are constantly praising her, no matter how tired she is, it can't match the sense of accomplishment in her heart.

After Chen Yutong arranged the matters at hand, she took time to visit Murong Mansion and checked Murong Jin's wounds again.

The wound from which the sutures had been removed recovered very well.Chen Yutong looked at Murong Jin's white belly for a long while, then looked away with a satisfied smile, clapped his hands, took off his mask and said, "Okay, be careful not to do strenuous exercise, and nothing else. Get in the way!"

Murong Jin is about the same age as Chen Yutong, and looks very handsome.Thick eyebrows and big eyes, regular facial features, and just the right proportions, he belongs to the kind of big boy with a sunny temperament.

I heard that his temperament has changed a lot since he came back from the gate of hell this time.According to Mrs. Murong's words, it's a little less domineering and a little more calm and introverted.He is also very sensible, and cares about his parents.This was something that had never happened before, which made Master Murong and Mrs. Murong both happy and astonished.

When Chen Yutong heard the description of the second elder, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but cast a deep look at Murong Jin.

This guy won't be a soul wearer like himself and Lady Yingluo, right?

The real Murong Jin died before the operation?

Even though Chen Yutong decided to give this Murong Jin a try, after trying for a long time, he even moved out the familiar languages ​​of the three countries of China, Britain and Japan. Murong Jin was still confused, looked at her in a foggy state, and pointed to her temple in the position, and asked: "Miss Miraculous Doctor, are you okay here?"

Chen Yutong was sure that this Murong Jin was the Murong Jin she rescued, and she let go of her heart, and for the first time responded carelessly: "It's very normal, otherwise can I perform surgery on you?"

Chen Yutong put the mask and inspection props back into the medicine box, ready to leave.

"Miss Chen stay and eat!" Mrs. Murong asked to stay.

"No, thank you Mrs. Murong for your kindness, Yutong still has things to do, so I'm leaving!" Chen Yutong said with a smile.

Mrs. Murong wanted to say something, but Murong Jin hurriedly took his mother's hand, and said: "Miss Chen has a free and easy personality, if she needs to eat, she will never be polite to mother, so mother should not force others to make things difficult!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and said to Chen Yutong: "Ms. Chen, I am grateful to you for saving me this time. The great kindness will never be forgotten. I will find the place where Murong Jin is useful in the future. I will definitely go through fire and water and die!"

Chen Yutong smiled heartily, waved his hands and said, "My life is very simple, far less dangerous than what you said, but thanks anyway, haha...'

Murong Jin also laughed, sent Chen Yutong to the door, and arranged for the housekeeper to send him back to Yuxiu Village.

Mrs. Murong looked at her son's staring gaze, with a light smile on her lips, walked to his side, patted his shoulder lightly, and asked with a smile: "Brother Jin, Mrs. Chen is really good!"

Murong Jin looked back at her mother, a clear smile flashed across her childish face, and said lightly: "Miss Chen is not worthy of ordinary people, mother!"

Mrs. Murong was slightly taken aback, but immediately came to her senses.

The master once asked someone to check the background of Mrs. Chen, but he never thought that this young lady with excellent medical skills was actually the daughter of Princess Huilan, and her status was unattainable.The idea that sprouted in her heart was obviously presumptuous without knowing the seriousness.

Mrs. Murong sighed regretfully, and called her son in for dinner.

Murong Jin stopped in her tracks, and said to her mother, "I want to go out for a walk and take a breath of the air outside!"

Mrs. Murong knew that during the operation period, her son had been imprisoned in the mansion by their elders for a long time, and she had long been depressed. Since Mrs. Chen also said that brother Jin was fine, let him go out to get some air!

Mrs. Murong took her son and gave a long list of instructions, and asked the housekeeper to arrange a few good and smart servants to follow behind, and then went back to the inner courtyard with peace of mind. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: recommend a book!

Title of the book "Cultivation of a Landlord Wife"

Author: The Granny Who Buys Vegetables in Front of the Door

Introduction: She travels back to ancient times as a little flower, leads a widow to counterattack, gets rich and reaps a good marriage.