Tian's little cook

Chapter 880

Walking out of Wu Ruoyan's yard, Lin Zhimo already had affirmation in his heart that Wu Ruoyan was deliberately alienating her or targeting her.

Combined with Wu Ruoyan's attitude towards her just now, she was deliberately asked to wait outside, and when she left, Wu Ruoyan had been sitting and couldn't get up at all.

These phenomena have clearly shown that Wu Ruoyan's attitude towards herself has changed.

And she changed her attitude towards herself overnight, Lin Zhimo guessed that she must have listened to other people's words.

But no matter who Wu Ruoyan listened to or what she wanted to do, Lin Zhimo didn't care.

This kind of person is not worthy of being her friend, and they are rivals in love, so they don't need these hypocrisy.

"Miss Lin, where do you want to go now?" Zixi asked softly behind her.

"I" Lin Zhimo didn't want to go anywhere, I just wanted to see if Zhang Linghan was better.

"I went to the doctor's yard to find someone. My friend is healing there. I know how to get there. You don't have to follow me. You can go back first."

"Yes." Zixi bowed her head slightly to signal her, and then left.

Walking alone on the road, Lin Zhimo finally felt a lot more relaxed. Looking at the scenery in the general's mansion all the way, he walked slowly to the doctor's yard.

When she came last night, the outside yard was very empty, and now there are many shelves in the yard, on which medicinal materials are drying.

The servant in the courtyard met Lin Zhimo last night, and she smiled at him: "I'm here to look for Zhang Linghan, is he there?"

The servant nodded: "Mr. Zhang is talking to Duan Langzhong in the room, please come with me."

Lin Zhimo thanked her and followed her inside.

"Brother Ling Han." When Lin Zhimo entered, Zhang Linghan and Duan Langzhong were sitting at the table drinking tea, "Do you feel better?"

"It's much better." Seeing her coming, Zhang Linghan immediately showed a smile on his face, "Thanks to Doctor Duan's medicine, I recovered so quickly."

"Mr. Zhang, you are flattering me. My medical skills are just as good as yours." Duan Langzhong was white and fat, and his smile and voice made people feel very good.

"Miss Lin, please sit down." Duan Langzhong signaled his servants to pour tea.

"I'm telling the truth, not a compliment." Zhang Linghan said earnestly: "Mr. Duan, I suffered arrow wounds and falls on my back, and after riding for so long, the injuries aggravated a lot. I thought I should at least slow down. It takes six or seven days of conditioning to achieve the current effect."

"It's really a coincidence." Duan Langzhong said with a smile, "I have been treating soldiers and generals in the past. The most common wounds for people in war are knife wounds, falls and arrow wounds, so we are more proficient and efficient in treating these injuries. skilled."

Lin Zhimo took the tea, took a sip and asked, "Mr. Duan, you used to be a military doctor?"

Afraid that he might not understand what "military doctor" meant, Lin Zhimo added another sentence: "You used to be a doctor in the war camp?"

Duan Langzhong nodded, "Yes, I was in the camp during the war, but last year I was seriously ill and my physical strength was exhausted. The general sympathized with his subordinates, so he asked me to go back to the manor as a doctor."

After Duan Langzhong came to the General's Mansion, he did a lot less and was free, so he usually spent his time studying medical skills.

This was the first time he met an imperial physician in the palace, and Zhang Linghan's medical skills were indeed very strong, Duan Langzhong invited Zhang Linghan to live in his courtyard, and wanted to take the time to ask him for advice and discuss some issues that he had been confused about.

(End of this chapter)