Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 1675 My master is also hard to say

Murong Simiao hurried to Ning Xuan's room and saw that there was only one candle burning inside, presumably he was already asleep.

Although I am anxious, I can't go in now and wake up the master, I'd better ask tomorrow!

Turning around, he quickly ran to the room where Murong Jingxue lived, saw that the candles inside were brightly lit, and when he was about to go in, the girl who had been guarding the door went to the hut, she came over yawning, and saw that Murong Simiao was about to Entering Murong Jingxue's room, he kindly reminded: "Master Simiao, Dr. Ning's master is inside."

Murong Simiao stopped immediately, thanked the girl, and left quickly.

He was ready to go back to the room with his head down, and when he passed the study, he saw candles lit inside, thought for a while, walked over a few steps, and reached out to knock on the door, "Knock, knock."

Ning Xuan's voice came from inside: "Come in."

When Murong Simiao heard the voice of the master, he hurriedly opened the door and went in: "Master, are you still up so late?"

Ning Xuan raised his head and glanced at Murong Simiao, then continued to bury his head in the book: "Oh, it's Simiao, you're back, it's late, go to sleep!"

Murong Simiao looked at the master who was concentrating on reading medical books. The whole desk was full of medical books, and all the neatly arranged medical books on the floor and shelves were turned upside down. It seems that the master has been in the study for a while up.

"Master, are you looking for medical books to find a way to cure sister Jingxue?"

"Well, yes!" Ning Xuan replied subconsciously, and it took a second for him to react, he raised his head hastily, and asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

"So it's true." Murong Simiao murmured in a low voice with a dejected look on his face, "Then master, what's wrong with Sister Jingxue?"

Ning Xuan bit her lip and answered after a while: "Angina pectoris."

Murong Simiao paused for a moment. He happened to read about this disease when he was reading medical books before. The medical books recorded the symptoms of this disease, but did not describe how to treat it.

The master's medical skills are among the best in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Some illnesses may be worse than the doctors in the palace, but judging by the way the master is now, holding medical books temporarily, it seems that even the master is helpless for this kind of disease!

"Master, tell Simiao the truth, are you sure about sister Jingxue's illness?"

Hearing this, Ning Xuan's face was a little ugly, he stared at Simiao for a long time, sighed, stood up, walked towards Simiao and said: "Si Miao, you are also a medical student, and now you have seen some patients, some The basic experience, the master does not want to hide from you, her illness, the master is really helpless now, if there is a way, I will not read medical books here temporarily." Then he sighed again: "Actually, to tell you the truth, Even my master, I'm afraid I'm not sure that he will be able to heal well."

Murong Simiao closed his eyes helplessly, with a sad face, but he couldn't say a word.

"Simiao, don't tell anyone about Jingxue's illness, not even Qing Ning, let alone sister Jingxue, I'm afraid her body won't be able to accept it, do you understand?" Ning Xuanqian urged asked.

Murong Simiao didn't speak, just nodded slightly, turned and left.

Ning Xuan watched Murong Simiao walk out of the room slowly with his head drooping, under the reflection of the moonlight, his back looked extraordinarily depressed and short.

(End of this chapter)