After marrying the vegetative prince, the doctor concubine killed people randomly

Ji Qingfeng glared at Xie Liuzheng fiercely, then pulled Ji Qingqing's arm and walked away, "Qingqing, let's go over there."

Unexpectedly, when they left, Xie Liuzheng followed them.

Ji Qingfeng looked at Master Xie who was following him like a tail, and finally got angry: "Why are you following us?"

If you can't afford to offend them, can't you just hide from them?

Xie Liuzheng looked at him with interest, and said confidently: "This Qinglong Square was not built by your Yongning Marquisate. If you can leave, why can't I leave?"

That's right, he just wanted to cause trouble for these two things.

Life is too boring, the only way to make people happy is to make things more boring.

When Ji Qingfeng and Ji Qingqing were unhappy, he was happy.

Ji Qingqing clenched her fists, her nails almost digging into her flesh; the competition had only just begun, and she didn't want to just leave like that.

She also wanted to stay here and witness with her own eyes how Ji Yuntang was stepped on and kneaded by others.

Seeing that she couldn't get rid of Xie Liuzheng, Ji Qingqing decided not to leave. She pulled Ji Qingfeng's sleeve and lowered her voice.

"Second brother, forget it, let's just watch here. If Master Xie wants to follow us, let him follow. We will just pretend we didn't see anything."

Ji Qingfeng turned around and was met with Xie Liuzheng's annoying face, who was smiling and winking at him.

He gritted his teeth and finally compromised.

The second patient's turn had already begun in the square. He was a teenager with acne all over his face. His legs were trembling slightly, and he lowered his head and stared at his toes nervously. He was so inferior that he dared not see anyone.

Luo Jingshen narrowed his eyes and said, "Whoever is on the field, raise your head."

The boy fell to his knees with a plop like a frightened bird, and buried his head even lower.

"In reply to His Royal Highness, my name is Wang Sheng, and I just turned eighteen this year. I dare not raise my head, for fear of scaring you all."

Luo Sinian frowned slightly and spoke slowly: "When treating a patient, one must observe, listen, ask and feel. If you don't raise your head and let others see, how can the doctors here help you treat it?"

"Since you have signed up for this medical skills competition, it means you also want to be cured. Now that you are here, why not give it a try?"

Wang Sheng felt uneasy and hung his head timidly. He prepared himself mentally for a long time before he slowly raised his head.

When they saw his face clearly, many of the young women present frowned in disgust and spoke out in disdain.

"Oh my god, what's wrong with his face? Why are there so many pimples? I feel so sick looking at it."

"They are so densely packed, just like toads in the field. He must have done something shameful or contracted some dirty disease."

"No wonder he doesn't dare let people see his face. If I looked like this, I would be too embarrassed to even go out."

"..."

The sound of numerous people talking came into his ears, and pairs of mocking eyes burned him like the sun. Wang Sheng's face turned red and his palms were sweaty from nervousness.

Ever since countless pustules appeared on his face, people around him looked at him with sharp eyes, as if he was a dirty thing that shouldn't exist in this world.

But he didn't want this to happen. He didn't know what he had done wrong.

If one can have a perfect and handsome face, who would want to become a scary person?

"Shut up, everyone!"

Luo Sinian couldn't stand it any longer, he slammed the table, and swept his sharp eyes around the crowd below, and the crowd suddenly quieted down.

As soon as he saw the young man in front of him, he couldn't help but think of his third brother.

His third brother was also killed in a fire, and his noble and handsome face was destroyed.

Once he fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, he understood that feeling better than anyone else.

I also know the pain of being disfigured.

Luo Jingshen looked at Luo Sinian with his deep eyes. Seeing that veins on his forehead were bulging and his face was gloomy, he knew that he must be thinking of Luo Junhe at this moment.

He raised his thick eyebrows and suddenly smiled, "Why are you so angry, Eighth Brother? The people are just telling the truth. You can't stop them from talking, can you?"

Luo Sinian said coldly: "The people around are really noble. They want to comment on everyone they see. Anyone with a little education at home knows not to comment on other people's appearance casually. Wang Sheng is just sick, and he doesn't want to become like this. Is your happiness built on the pain of others?"

Although his words did not mention anyone by name, many of the women below identified themselves with him.

Because just now, that's what they were talking about Wang Sheng.

Ji Yuntang raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't expect that at this time, Luo Sinian would stand up and speak for Wang Sheng.

That face, if she was not mistaken, was just normal pimples and acne marks during adolescence. After the pimples healed, a lot of uneven marks were left on the skin, and then pimples repeatedly formed in that position, causing all the toxins in the body to accumulate on his face, and his skin gradually became worse and worse.

Facts have proved that it is not only modern times that people value appearance, but ancient times were also a society that values ​​appearance.

The original owner is an example of someone who suffered greatly from this.

Ji Yuntang suddenly thought of something and stood up, "I have a way to help him get rid of the acne and acne marks on his face."

A voice exploded in everyone's ears. They turned around and saw a woman in white standing there gracefully. The breeze lifted the hem of her skirt and she seemed to be glowing.

When they saw that the person who said this was Ji Yuntang again, the old doctors all lost their composure.

"Why is it her again? Is she really not here to mess things up?"

"She hasn't even cured a big black spot on her face, and yet she wants to cure others. Isn't this ridiculous?"

Ji Yuntang ignored the voice in her ears. She took out a box of acne cream and a facial cleanser from the medicine box and handed them to Wang Sheng.

"The reason why the pimples on your face don't go away is because the sebum clogs the pores, causing inflammation, and it keeps coming back."

"When you go back, wash your face with facial cleanser every morning and night, and then apply acne cream on your face. I guarantee that within five days, all your acne will disappear and your skin will be smooth. If you don't believe me, you can ask someone to bring a basin of clean water and try it now. Then you will know whether what I said is true or not."

After Ji Yuntang finished speaking, a doctor immediately laughed.

"Princess Ye, you must be dreaming. Wang Sheng's face has been cured by Chinese medicine for two or three years without any effect. You use these two gadgets in your hand and can cure it in five days. Do you really think you are a miracle doctor?"

Wang Sheng also looked at her timidly, "My Lady Princess Ye, I came here today just hoping for the best. It doesn't matter whether the patient can be cured or not. You should take back what you said. You don't have to make such a big promise for me."