Your Majesty, the princess is fleeing famine with her child!

Although the mayor of Pingle Town said before we arrived that the Jiangning government office was providing disaster relief and resettling the victims, everyone was still worried before things were settled.

When the villagers of Linshan Village heard the yamen runners' call and learned that they could really settle down, they finally felt relieved.

Village chief Zhou immediately took people to queue up for registration.

After arriving in Jiangning Prefecture, Gu Yian did not say goodbye and leave immediately, but accompanied Yun Fuling and others to register for settlement.

He originally wanted to invite Yun Fuling to his house to recuperate for him, but after being rejected, he decided to write down where Yun Fuling lived so that he could find her if he wanted to ask her for medical treatment in the future.

Seeing that Yun Fuling and the others had to queue up to register, Gu Yian used the excuse of taking a rest aside and took the opportunity to wink at his servant Changshou.

Changshou understood and immediately walked through the crowd to find the registration officer, stuffed two silver bills into his hand and whispered something to him.

When the chief officer saw the banknote, he immediately smiled and nodded repeatedly.

After a while, Changshou came back and whispered to his young master, "Young master, everything has been done. The officer in charge of resettling the victims said that he would give Madam Yun and the others a good place."

Gu Yian nodded upon hearing this.

Madam Yun saved his life, so he helped a little, which was considered a way of repaying her.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he suddenly saw the shopkeeper Hang from Ping An Hall running towards them in a hurry.

Upon seeing Yun Fuling, Shopkeeper Hang's eyes lit up, "Madam Yun, you're finally here!"

Gu Yian was sick and had to consult a doctor from time to time, so he was naturally familiar with Hepingan Hall.

I didn’t expect that Madam Yun actually knew the manager of Ping’an Hall, and it seemed that the two of them were very familiar with each other.

Yun Fuling was also very happy to see Manager Hang again.

"Boss Hang, we meet again!"

After a few pleasantries, Shopkeeper Hang said anxiously, "Madam Yun, I have a patient who is seriously injured and in critical condition. Please help me save him!"

After he returned to the city, he sent people to watch at the city gate, and once Madam Yun and the others arrived, they would immediately notify him.

Who would have thought that today, just as he received the news that Madam Yun and others had arrived in the city, a seriously injured patient was sent to Ping'an Hall.

The doctors at Ping An Hall were helpless.

But this patient is not an ordinary person. If he were to disappear from their Ping'an Hall, I'm afraid the other party would destroy the Hall!

Shopkeeper Hang thought that Madam Yun might be able to save people, so he hurried over to ask for help.

"This person has some connections with my Hang family. Please help me with this!"

As he said this, Shopkeeper Hang bowed and was about to kneel down.

Yun Fuling quickly supported Shopkeeper Hang and said, "Shopkeeper Hang, I'll go with you!"

Just at this time, it was Yun Fuling and others' turn to register.

Shopkeeper Hang immediately stepped forward and said to the chief officer, "Sir Wang, this is the man from Linshan Village whom I greeted you before. Please be accommodating."

Ping An Tang is dedicated to curing illnesses and saving lives, and has made countless good connections in daily life.

Chief Officer Wang had already received favors from Ping'an Hall, and also received benefits from Manager Hang, so naturally he was dedicated.

But why do these three words "Linshan Village" sound so familiar?

He suddenly remembered that not only had Manager Hang from Ping An Hall come to greet this village that had fled famine, but the Duke of Yingguo's mansion had also sent someone to deliver a message.

Just now, even the young master of Gu's Trading Company asked his servant to bring some silver and ask him to take care of something.

Manager Wang couldn't help but look up and take a look at the ragged Village Chief Zhou and others.

What is the origin of this village?

Shopkeeper Hang was still waiting for Yun Fuling to come to his rescue, and immediately urged Officer Wang to register Yun Fuling and her child first.

When Chief Officer Wang heard that the young master of the Lu family was in critical condition and that Yun Fuling was the miracle doctor personally invited by Shopkeeper Hang, he immediately completed the formalities for Yun Fuling and her son.

Village Chief Zhou had just heard what Shopkeeper Hang said, so as soon as Yun Fuling and her son were registered, he said, "Madam Yun, go with Shopkeeper Hang to save people first. After we have registered, we will go to Ping'an Hall to find you."

Yun Fuling nodded and handed Yun Jingmo over to Boss Wu for care.

According to Manager Hang, the man who was sent to Ping'an Hall was seriously injured. She went to save him and had no time to take care of Yun Jingmo.

At this time, Manager Hang also spoke up: "I'll keep Ah Fu here. If you need any help, you can ask Ah Fu to deliver the letter to Ping An Hall."

Ah Fu accompanied Shopkeeper Hang through Fengluo Mountain, so everyone in Linshan Village knew him.

Village chief Zhou immediately thanked him.

They had just arrived and were completely clueless about Jiangning Prefecture. If they had been accompanied by Ah Fu, who was familiar with Jiangning Prefecture, they would not have felt so scared.

Yun Fuling had already picked up the backpack and said to Shopkeeper Hang, "Let's go!"

The carriage was already waiting on the side. As soon as Yun Fuling and Manager Hang got on, the driver cracked his whip and drove the carriage towards Ping'an Hall.

Upon seeing this, Gu Yian immediately followed with his servants and guards.

A lot of people gathered at the entrance of Ping An Hall, almost blocking all entry.

The few patients who were seeing doctors in the front hall craned their necks to look into the backyard.

From time to time, there were discussions among the crowd.

"The man who was sent to Ping An Hall is the young master of the Lu family, right?"

"I heard that he was competing with the second son of the Qin family. He fell off his horse during the race and was trampled by the horse's hooves."

"When they sent him here, his clothes were covered in blood and he was a bloody mess!"

"Oh my god, is this still alive?"

"Doctors from Jishitang, Huichuntang, and Baicaotang have all been invited here. Almost all the famous doctors in Jiangzhou are here for consultation. The Lu family is rich and powerful, so they should be able to save the patient, right?"

As soon as Yun Fuling entered Ping'an Hall, she heard a lot of discussions.

A round-faced young man guarding the front hall immediately went to greet Shopkeeper Hang as soon as he saw him, "Dad, you're finally back!"

He looked at Yun Fuling, his eyes full of curiosity, "This is Madam Yun, right? I heard from my father that your medical skills are very impressive!"

Yun Fuling smiled and nodded at him, saying modestly, "I only know a little bit, thank you for the compliment, Manager Hang."

Shopkeeper Hang explained, "This is my son Hang Nanxing. He is much more talented in medicine than I am. He is now an apprentice in Ping An Hall."

As Shopkeeper Hang spoke, he led Yun Fuling to the backyard.

Hang Nanxing smiled at Yun Fuling, and then said to Shopkeeper Hang, "Dad, someone from the Lu family is here, and they have invited Doctor Sun, Doctor Zheng, and Doctor Wu."

The doctors mentioned by Hang Nanxing are considered the most famous doctors in Jiangning Prefecture.

Shopkeeper Hang nodded without commenting.

As soon as I entered the backyard, I saw that the yard was full of people and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

In the middle of the yard was a wooden couch, on which lay a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was covered in blood and was still vomiting blood. The pillow and bedding under him were stained red with blood.

There were five or six doctors gathered around the wooden couch. Two of them were discussing the prescription, one was taking the boy's pulse, and the rest were either giving him acupuncture or feeding him medicine, all trying to find ways to stop the patient's bleeding.