Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 1971 The best candidate

She was showing Concubine Xu the way.

But it is impossible for her to appear as a doctor, so she can only continue to find someone to stand in front of her.

It's just that Mr. Yan is not among the girls after all. In this capital city where aristocratic families gather, almost all the doctors who can easily go in and out of the backyard are among the girls.

Unless it is a disease that cannot be cured among girls, it will be determined by ability, not by gender.

That is to say, it is impossible for a woman in the backyard to invite a man to meet her general women's illness or a headache.

Therefore, although not every medical clinic has female doctors, only some large medical clinics or family inheritance will have female doctors.

Naturally, there are girls in Ren'an, and they have traveled a lot in various big families, like Mr. Ning, who is familiar to the women.

Lin Xiaofu also thought about calling Langzhong Ning over for a chat. If he is really capable and eager to learn, he might as well mention something.

She pondered in her heart, and didn't say anything to Concubine Xu's sudden smiling expression.

"What you said is that the lord must recognize the good man. Doesn't it prove that his body is healthy." Xu Fangfei eased her joyful mood before she spoke.

"Concubine Shizi, thank you for reminding me." Concubine Xu didn't tease An'er anymore, she immediately got up to look for Lord Zhao.

Since she had the opportunity, she didn't want to wait any longer. Even if tomorrow was the first day of the first lunar month, she still wanted someone to come and treat her.

Instead of begging for a son born to someone else who has little chance, it is better to give birth to one yourself.

It's not like she hasn't thought about it these days, as long as she gives birth to a son, even if she can't win the title of son, at least she can become a county king in the future.

After all, she is also the first wife of the prince, as long as she gives birth to a child, it is not impossible for her to regain her status as a concubine.

Prince Zhao was still talking to Zhao Zicheng about the rituals of the royal family, while Concubine Yang sat by and listened to the play leisurely, neither speaking nor leaving.

Concubine Yang still wanted to let the prince go to her yard tonight, to watch the New Year tonight, and to rush to the palace to worship the ancestors early tomorrow morning, so naturally she couldn't do anything else.

And she was pregnant, so she was naturally the best candidate.

And now that she is very favored, she naturally wants to maximize the opportunity.

Concubine Xu came over and sat down. After waiting for a while, she saw that the father and son hadn't finished speaking, and the prince didn't even look at her. She was a little anxious, and turned her eyes to Concubine Yang.

"My sister, why don't you go chat with other people? The show is about to come to an end." Concubine Xu looked at Concubine Yang with a smile.

But in her heart, she was thinking to herself that the Yang family has been a little quiet recently, but every time she appears beside the prince and does not go elsewhere, is she declaring that she is the only favorite.

Thinking that her dignified concubine was on an equal footing with the concubine's room, she became very angry.

But now that she can figure it out, she pursed her lips and forced herself to hold back, deliberately chatting with Concubine Yang.

"Didn't my sister go to chat with the imperial concubine just now, why did you come back so soon?" Concubine Yang raised her eyes and smiled without answering the question.

"I just went to tease An'er for a while. It's different from the previous few months. This month's child is even cuter. He even shook my hand and seemed to want to chat with me."

Concubine Xu is naturally a sensible person, and instead of answering Concubine Yang's question, she brought up An'er.

It is always safest to speak on the subject of children.

Sure enough, Concubine Yang's smile became softer when she thought of the child, and her left palm subconsciously stopped on her abdomen.

(End of this chapter)