Chapter 131 Ask Song for Help

Along the way, the palace maids and eunuchs they met were all in a hurry about their respective tasks, and no one noticed their whereabouts.

The Taiyuan Hospital could not accommodate so many injured soldiers, so the palaces closest to the Taiyuan Hospital were all used.

All the doctors in the Imperial Hospital were working non-stop to save people.

Lin Miaoshou and Xu An entered a side hall. They lowered their heads and began to bandage the wounds of the soldiers in an orderly manner.

The room was filled with the smell of blood, but none of the injured soldiers groaned.

Lin Miaoshou's ability to treat external injuries was better than that of imperial doctors. In less than two hours, all the injured soldiers in the side hall were healed.

Just when Lin Miaoshou was about to sneak out to find Xu An's underwear, a serious-looking soldier came in from outside the palace.

"Those who are willing to stay in the Imperial Hospital come here and put their names on the board, and write down whatever they are good at. If you don't want to, you can leave on your own." The soldier said and put the booklet in his hand on the desk in front of the window.

There was already pen and ink on the desk. Xu Anxin was so happy that she put away the medicine box and went over to it.

He doesn't read much, but he has no problem reading and writing.

Lin Miao grabbed his hand and lowered her voice: "Don't be busy, go later."

Xu An understood and stopped quickly. The first person to sign was too eye-catching. When he was excited, he didn't expect this.

Fortunately, not only the doctors from the imperial hospital were present today, but some of them were doctors outside the palace.

After everyone in the room signed their names and left, Lin Miaoshou and Xu An walked over calmly.

Lin Miao wrote her name in handwriting and wrote that she specializes in trauma.

The guard raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly, "How many years of medical experience have you had?"

"More than ten years." Lin Miaoshou glanced at Xu An's crooked handwriting and lowered his eyes slightly.

He is good at more than just trauma. To bring Xu An down this road, only trauma is easy.

The guard put away the book, took a deep look at Lin Miaoshou, and walked out quickly.

In one day, the affairs of the palace were quickly taken over.

Xiao Jingzhao arranged things very carefully, and Lin Miaoshou admired him deeply.

As night falls, the palace is still brightly lit.

Xu An helped Lin Miaoshou spread the quilt, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed opposite, "Master is really good at predicting things. My disciple can have a solid sleep tonight."

Lin Miaoshou was also very satisfied. Today he and Xu An were assigned a single room.

"Don't be too happy too soon. After these busy days are over, you have to continue reading and writing. There are also assessments for apprentices in Taiyuan Hospital."

"Master, don't worry. My disciple has actually been studying for several years, but he hasn't practiced calligraphy for a long time. When he was on duty in the Qianqing Palace, my disciple secretly took a look at the booklet on the imperial case, and he recognized all the characters on it." Xu An was confident. .

Outside the Imperial Study Room, the shadows of the swaying trees were dimly illuminated by the palace lanterns, and patrolling guards walked by from time to time.

In the imperial study room, Xiao Jingzhao was writing quickly with one hand.

"Master, rest! You haven't slept all day and night. I will send the imperial doctor here right now."

Xiang Yang was waiting for the pen and ink at the side, and saw a faint trace of blood on his master's injured arm.

Xiao Jingzhao put down the wolf hair in his hand and looked deeply.

"Don't tell the doctor, we haven't figured out who can use it and who can't. It will be fine when Xiang Song comes back with the gold wound medicine and bandages it."

The imperial study room has been tidied up, and the bed in the back has been brand new. Xiao Jingzhao plans to stay in the imperial study room for the time being.

The palace maids and eunuchs were all arranged by the new steward to a nearby palace. They were not allowed to come any closer without Xiao Jingzhao's instructions.

Xiao Jingzhao, who was extremely tired, fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

Xiang Yang looked out the window, hesitating whether to call the maid in to help the master undress.

Thinking that his master's injury would not be known to others, he gently took off Xiao Jingzhao's boots, put his legs on the bed and covered himself with the quilt.

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"Mom, are you thinking about Suisui right now?"

She stayed in Jiang Shuyue's arms for years and refused to sleep.

Nangong Zeyue sat patiently aside, sipping tea, and watched Sui Sui pestering Jiang Shuyue with questions.

Occasionally a smile appeared on his clear face.

The night wind blew by, and waves of fragrance came. Jiang Shuyue pinched her eyebrows and said, "Sui Sui Sui, go back to the house with Uncle Nangong to sleep. Your father is busy and has no time to think about you."

"That's okay. Daddy will miss me when he's done with his work. No, he misses us."

"Ahem..."

Nangong Zeyue choked on her tea, coughed twice and stood up, "It's getting late, I still go back to the house with my uncle. Your mother has to go to the hospital tomorrow."

"Well, mother, please rest early." Suisui stretched out his soft little hand and touched her mother's face.

Nangong Zeyue and Suisui had just left when Qiu Ju came in from the outside and said, "Miss, Gao Mu is back. Do you want to see him now?"

"Let him in." Jiang Shuyue sat down and gathered the thin cloak around her shoulders.

"Miss."

Gao Mu entered the room and bowed his hands.

"Tell me, are there any unfavorable words out there?

"Miss report, no. In the afternoon, I saw that the people patrolling the city changed their clothes. They should be the people brought by the prince. The people on the street were still the same as before. There was no panic or confusion. The people in the teahouse even Discussing when the new emperor will ascend the throne."

Jiang Shuyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is this what everyone expects?"

"This is what my subordinates saw."

"Miss, there is someone outside the door asking to see you."

At this time, Lan'er's voice sounded outside the flower hall.

Qiu Ju hurried out and asked: "It's already this hour, can you introduce yourself?"

"No, he just said that the young lady will know when she sees him."

"Will I accompany you to the hall?" Gao Mu looked alert.

Qiu Ju followed closely to the hall.

"Guard Xiang!"

Looking at the person who came in, Gao Mu was surprised.

Xiang Song was the personal guard of the prince, and he should be guarding the prince at this time.

Jiang Shuyue frowned slightly and asked directly: "Why did he send you here?"

She felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Xiang Song bowed and saluted, "Miss, the master is injured, and I took the initiative to come to ask for help. Please, for the sake of Master Sui Sui, follow me into the palace."

"Wait for me, Gao Mu will prepare the carriage."

Looking at Jiang Shuyue leaving a word and turning to walk inside, Xiang Song breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that Miss Jiang was a fairy reincarnated and a kind person. How could she ignore Master Suisui's father?

Jiang Shuyue walked back to the room quickly, closed the door and slipped into the space.

She quickly packed a medical bag, put it on her shoulder and left the space.

"Miss, will I go with you?" Jiang Shuyue lifted the door curtain and Qiuju asked.

"Let's go together."

The master and servant went out of the door, and Gao Mu had already harnessed the carriage and waited outside.

There were several men in black standing next to the carriage. They should be Xiao Jingzhao's secret guards.

The carriage came to the palace gate and knocked on the side door. A guard opened the door to check. Xiang Song took out the sign in his hand and flashed it. The guard made a gesture and the carriage went straight in.

The carriage went in and the side door closed again.

Under the cold moonlight, a black shadow flew down from a big tree in the distance, and disappeared in the vast night after a few rises and falls.