Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

After a while, a low voice finally sounded, but it was a voice of rebuttal.

"Every word Judge Xu said was high-pitched and full of pearls. Is he trying to put us to shame?"

Lu Quan slowly stood up and walked slowly to Xu Shizhang.

"After all, the judge only cares about Lu Ziqing, and in your eyes, the rest of us are not even half as important as him?"

"I……"

"You just said that we want to curry favor with the powerful." Lu Quan glanced at Chi Musheng.

"Then you and your disciple always favor Lu Ziqing. Aren't you trying to curry favor with the powerful Marquis Dingbei?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the imperial doctors began to buzz and discuss again, like flies in a swarm of mosquitoes.

"you……"

"What?" Lu Quan smiled, "Did I get it right?

Among the many old people, only Lu Quan dared to talk back to Xu Shizhang and did not take him seriously.

Chi Musheng was not polite when his face was offended in public, and he walked up to him and confronted him.

"Lord Lu accused the emperor of favoritism when cultivating someone for him, and even accused him of being a bureaucrat currying favor with the powerful. If this were to reach the emperor's ears, would he think that our Imperial Hospital is incapable of accommodating talented individuals?"

As he finished speaking, a scolding came from outside the door.

"What are you all doing blocking the door? Don't you have anything to do?"

The imperial physician at the door relaxed a little and moved aside. Gou Dongxi walked in with his hands behind his back, glancing left and right at the three people arguing.

"what happened?"

The three of them turned their heads away and stood there without saying a word. Gou Dongxi turned around and looked around at everyone.

"You're making a lot of noise while you're working. I think you don't want to wear your imperial physician hats anymore. Get back to work."

Before the imperial doctors had completely dispersed, they heard a voice from behind the crowd.

"They are all here. It seems like a trivial job in the Imperial Hospital."

Hearing the sound, everyone looked behind them and saw Yang Zhounan walking in with a knife.

The Imperial Medical Service was staffed by polite civil servants, and no one had ever entered with a knife.

Even if someone committed a crime and was wanted, the eunuchs would take action first and then hand him over to the Eastern Depot or the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Yang Zhounan, wearing a martial robe and carrying a sword, with an expressionless face, walked into the hall in a dignified manner, and immediately a sense of solemnity and murderousness arose in the air.

The imperial physicians on both sides stared at him with surprise, the same look they had given Xiao Yan a while ago, and they all moved away.

Gou Dongxi was nervous.

This Deputy General Yang is also a ruthless man who doesn't talk much. Even his tone of voice is similar to that of his master.

I have never set foot in the Imperial Hospital before, and I must have come here today because of Lu Ziqing.

He immediately changed his expression, put down his hands behind his back, and greeted her with a smile.

"Hey, isn't this General Yang? What brings you here?"

Yang Zhounan didn't beat around the bush and said bluntly, "Master Gou is here. It's just right. I came to talk to you about Lu Ziqing's matter. I've been so busy these past few days that I almost forgot about it. I'd like to ask you for a small favor."

"Alas, as the judge of the court, I feel very sorry about Lu Ziqing's matter." Gou Dongxi looked deeply regretful.

"This child is very capable and humble. Everyone in our hospital likes him very much."

These words immediately earned him glares from Xu Shizhang and Chi Musheng behind him.

"I just told them that Marquis Dingbei has a keen eye for talent. Our Imperial Hospital now has a new medical genius. We will all work together to serve the Emperor."

Yang Zhounan had official business to attend to and didn't want to listen to his nagging, so he said, "No, that..."

"We are short of doctors in Daning. Now, we have finally found an outstanding person among the younger generation. I didn't expect that..."

Gou Dongxi's self-sentimental behavior caused everyone around him to turn their faces away and hold back their laughter. It was unclear whether they were laughing at Lu Ziqing's death or at something else.

"Oh, please..."

Before he could even utter the three words "Ai Shun Bian", he heard Yang Zhounan say it.

"I'm here to ask for leave on behalf of Lu Ziqing. I forgot about it a few days ago. He might be delayed for another four or five days."

"what?"

Gou Dongxi and everyone present, except Xu Shizhang and Chi Musheng, looked surprised.

Lu Ziqing is not dead?

Then why have they been discussing this passionately for the past few days?

And Xu Shizhang and Chi Musheng never mentioned it at all?

Gou Dongxi said so much in front of others. It was obvious that these two people were deliberately trying to put them in an unfair position.

He subconsciously turned his head and stared over, his face darker than usual. Before he could react, he heard Yang Zhounan speak again.

"Master Gou doesn't think Lu Ziqing is dead, does he?"

"Uh..." Gou Dongxi's face twitched unconsciously due to embarrassment, and he quickly said, "No, no, I just felt that he was so seriously ill and should have a good rest. I'll come back after I recover."

"Oh, right." He changed the subject, trying to hide the truth. "Just now, General Yang asked me for help. What is it?"

Yang Zhounan said, "I just want you, sir, to replace someone for me from the Imperial Pharmacy."

"That's easy." Gou Dongxi asked, "Who does General Yang want to replace?"

Yang Zhounan said: "Su Chengfeng."

He left the Imperial Hospital and went to the Dingbei Marquis Mansion.

He walked through the gate and went straight to Chongcuixuan. Lu Ziqing was still lying on the bed sleeping. He didn't see Xiao Yan. He looked for him in several places in the mansion but couldn't find him.

Yang Zhounan saw Wen Zhong in the medicine warehouse. He was standing on a wooden ladder and putting herbs into the middle drawer of the wooden cabinet. He went over and grabbed the ladder.

"Where have they gone?"

When Wen Zhong heard the sound behind him, his body swayed a few times. Yang Zhounan supported him and prevented his old bones from falling to the ground and breaking.

Wen Zhong was still a little frightened. He sighed softly and said, "The Marquis is in the kitchen."

When Yang Zhounan walked to the kitchen door, he saw Xiao Yan with a shoulder bag and an apron tied around his waist, standing in front of the counter washing and cutting vegetables, looking like a busy husband.

His eyes, which were as clear as the sky, were immediately stung and he raised his hands to rub them.

Is this person cooking?

When did Xiao learn to cook?

In the past, whenever they went out into the wild, the meals were prepared by the firemen. If it was inconvenient to cook, Yang Zhounan would be responsible for simply roasting some corn cakes or game, and Xiao Yan was only responsible for eating.

Yang Zhounan walked to the chopping board and hadn't finished responding when Xiao Yan asked without even raising his head.

"Checked it out?"

Yang Zhounan did not answer immediately, but just put his hands behind his back, with an expression of inquiry and a hint of curiosity.

He walked slowly around the counter, examining it, frowning and nodding as he looked, causing the person cutting the vegetables to glance at him several times before he spoke.

"You...are you cooking?"