Female-to-male: I live on farming

The miracle doctor really had a strange temper. When he heard the purpose of their visit, he simply waved his hand without even looking at the medical fee that Lihua handed over.

Gu Lanxi had anticipated this situation and remained calm. He ordered his servants to go around and inquire about this person.

In her opinion, everything in the world can be traded.

If you refuse to listen, it just means you haven't offered conditions that satisfy the other party.

Just when she was arranging for Lihua to rent a house nearby, there was a sudden noise ahead. It turned out that a child from a nearby village tripped over a stone while playing, hit his head, and was hurriedly carried in by his parents.

The skinny old man didn't say anything and asked them to take the child in.

"Miss, isn't he going too far..." Qiu Tong didn't know how to describe it, she just felt indignant.

Her young lady humbly asked for help, but was turned away by this man, while others were able to enter the clinic directly. This discriminatory treatment was too obvious.

Gu Lanxi shook her head slightly, signaling her not to talk too much.

After the doctors left, Gu Lanxi slowly approached the doctor and said with a smile, "I think you are a kind-hearted doctor who saves the dying and the wounded. I think you are not the kind of person who would just watch someone die without helping. I met a man who fainted on the side of the road and was seriously injured. I wonder if you could take a look at him?"

The doctor glanced at Gu Lanxi with a slightly strange look, but Gu Lanxi remained calm and smiling. It is said that you should not hit a smiling person.

He couldn't continue to coax the person out, so he had a stern face and said in a hard tone: "Bring the person over here to see me. I have to tell you in advance that I hate people lying to me the most."

"nature."

The woman never woke up, and even when she was carried into the clinic, she just frowned.

"You are indeed seriously injured. Did you really pick this up on the roadside?"

Gu Lanxi briefly recounted the scene of picking up the woman.

"She is really lucky. If she hadn't met you, she would have died from excessive blood loss." The doctor placed his fingers on her wrist to feel her pulse. When he wanted to take a closer look at her injuries, his eyes suddenly stopped when they fell on her face.

"what?"

Gu Lanxi saw that he frowned and his expression changed in complexity.

"Is there something wrong?" Gu Lanxi also became curious.

"This person's face is really..." The doctor stopped talking halfway and stood up and said, "You ask the maid to change her clothes, and this time use my golden wound medicine to reapply the medicine to her."

He was not polite at all when giving orders to Gu Lanxi. After that, he went to the pharmacy to get a prescription and motioned to Gu Lanxi to boil the medicine for her.

Gu Lanxi suddenly became curious about the woman's identity. Who on earth was she? Just by looking at her face, the doctor changed his mind.

"Doctor, the medicine is ready."

"My last name is Hua, you can call me Old Hua. Go and feed the medicine to her." The doctor didn't even raise his head, busy grinding some unknown medicinal powder.

Gu Lanxi remained silent. Seeing that the maids she brought with her were being ordered around by Old Hua, she had no choice but to carry the medicine bowl into the house.

Apart from her parents, she has never helped anyone else take medicine.

For a moment, Gu Lanxi was a little worried, not knowing what to do. The woman was unconscious, and it was still a question whether the medicine could be fed into her.

Anyway, let's give it a try.

Gu Lanxi carefully scooped up a small amount of medicine with a porcelain spoon and slowly brought the spoon to her lips. The woman's lips were pale and bloodless, like spring snow in winter, cold and fragile.

The light brown medicine stained her lips, like a withered plum blossom fallen on the snow.

Suddenly, Gu Lanxi seemed to feel that her beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings. Then, she saw her eyes slowly opened and stared at her steadily.

Gu Lanxi was almost sucked into her deep and dark eyes. The two of them just looked at each other like this, and it was unknown how long they remained in a stalemate.

Therefore, the scolding voice of Old Hua could be heard outside, scolding the servant she brought with her for being too clumsy and stepping on the herbs he planted.

Gu Lanxi came back to her senses, tilted her head slightly, still holding the medicine bowl in her hand, stirring the medicine unconsciously, and explained softly:

"I found you on the roadside. This is a clinic. You can rest assured."

The woman's lips curled up a little, she smiled softly and said, "Thank you for saving my life, young lady."

"Now that you're awake, you should be able to drink the medicine yourself."

"Thank you." The woman barely propped herself up, took the medicine handed to her by Gu Lanxi and drank it in one gulp.

Gu Lanxi didn't know her either, and felt it was a bit awkward to stay here, so she said something and got up and left.

When Mr. Hua heard that the woman had woken up, he hurriedly lifted the curtain and went in.

Before Jinyang could react, an energetic old man rushed in, grabbed her wrist and started to take her pulse.

Jinyang narrowed his eyes and let him do what he wanted.

While Mr. Hua was taking the patient's pulse, he kept stroking his gray beard with his other hand. After a while, his brows gradually relaxed.

"Your old injuries haven't healed yet, and you've got new ones. If you don't take good care of yourself, your martial arts skills will be wasted."

"Doctor, do you know who I am?" A dangerous gleam flashed in Jinyang's eyes.

"I have also learned some physiognomy. I see that your forehead is broad and full, which shows that you are a very noble person. After examining your pulse, I guess that your old injuries must be caused by someone who was on the march and in battle."

There is only one such person in the entire court.

Although Mr. Hua lived in seclusion in the countryside, he was not ignorant of worldly affairs. Such a virtuous and talented person should not have died here.

"You have to thank Miss Gu this time. If she hadn't happened to pass by, you would have lost too much blood." Old Hua waved his hand, not caring about Jinyang's expression, and walked out with his hands behind his back.

"Is your last name Gu?"

Jinyang whispered softly.

Gu Lanxi rented the yard next to Mr. Hua. The next day, when she was about to ask Mr. Hua to help detoxify her father, she saw that the woman who had lost too much blood and fainted the day before was in much better spirits today.

"Tell me about your father's symptoms." Although Mr. Hua was a little impatient, it was better than his tough attitude yesterday.

When Gu Lanxi heard that there was a chance, he repeated the signs of his father's poisoning and brought the doctor's pulse and prescription from the city.

"I wonder if Mr. Hua can explain it?"

Gu Lanxi asked nervously.

"It is possible to cure it, but even if the poison is cured, I'm afraid it will be difficult for your father's body to recover as before."

Gu Lanxi stood up with a solemn expression and bowed to him: "Please, Mr. Hua, save my father's life."

Elder Hua patted his clothes and stood up, saying, "Then prepare the carriage. We will set off tomorrow. The girl's wound has not healed yet, so she is not suitable for the bumpy ride. Remember to make the carriage more comfortable."

A hint of surprise flashed across Gu Lanxi's eyes.

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you, Miss Gu." Jin Yang, who heard the whole conversation, smiled faintly at Gu Lanxi silently.