Shen Yinqiu really wanted to know the results of Luo Sanchuan's pulse diagnosis.
She looked at Wan Bai's thoughtful expression and then looked at Luo Sanchuan's smiling face, but she had no idea.
Before Wan Bai spoke, the waiter beside Luo Sanchuan interrupted: "Third Young Master, Uncle Qiang said that there are distinguished guests at your table who need snacks.
I don't know what kind of snacks they want."
Shen Yinqiu raised his eyes and observed the waiter.
Why was he so opposed to having their third young master's pulse checked?
Could it be that Luo Sanchuan didn't know that his own physical condition had been kept in the dark.
Mo Shaogong even knew about it.
Where can I hide it?
Luo Sanchuan didn't blame the waiter for interrupting the conversation between him and Wan Bai.
Anyway, he only needed to look at the expression of the person diagnosing the pulse to know the outcome.
He looked at Shen Yinqiu.
Wasn't she the one who asked for snacks at the Yamen?
But he found that she was staring at the waiter behind him, which made him turn to look.
The waiter looked frightened when he was stared at by his young master.
Could it be that the young master was angry?
He said softly and uneasily: "Third Young Master" Luo Sanchuan didn't think there was anything strange about this waiter.
He was neither outstanding nor ugly.
What was she looking at?
Shen Yinqiu looked away, looked at the dishes on the table and said, "No need for snacks, I'm full."
Luo Sanchuan said, "You don't like how little food we have in our dining hall.
You're full now."
Shen Yinqiu swept the eight dishes and a basin of soup on the table, then looked at the bowl of rice she had finished and the leftovers beside the bowl.
She pulled her hat back, revealing her hair, "You don't know what's going on?"
Did I keep eating at North Street?"
Luo Sanchuan thought of the way she was biting pancakes, her cheeks bulging, and she suddenly fell silent and said no more.
Shen Yinqiu was proud that Wan Qiyan was still eating gracefully.
As expected, even eating for such a good-looking person looked so pleasing to the eye.
Even if he changed his appearance, Shen Yinqiu could automatically assume his original appearance.
She picked up another pair of clean bamboo chopsticks and gave him his usual dishes, "It's been a busy day.
Eat more, otherwise it will get cold at night."
San Luochuan also slowly ate his medicinal meal, and glanced at Wan Qiyan.
In fact, based on their appearance alone, he was really not worthy of her, but it was useless for a man to be so good-looking.
He muttered: "What does being full have to do with being cold?"
Shen Yinqiu didn't care about him.
He only felt warm after eating.
After a quiet quarter of an hour, Wan Bai was the second person to put down his bamboo chopsticks.
He took two sips of soup and finally said aloud: "Show me your medicinal diet later."
Luo Sanchuan looked at him suspiciously, "You should tell me what was diagnosed."
"It's nothing.
There is something wrong with your liver that affects your eyes.
I want to see if there is any conflict between your medicinal diet and your liver.
You should have used some medicine that has damaged your five internal organs."
The waiter saw that what he said was clear and logical, but seeing that he was so young, he was very suspicious.
He winked at the door and asked someone to invite Uncle Qiang.
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Shen Yinqiu glanced randomly, noticed his behavior, and secretly sighed, how could the Luo family's waiter in the restaurant be as dedicated as the servant at home.
Uncle Qiang appeared soon, bringing a bowl of soup and medicine.
He carefully placed it in front of Luo Sanchuan and secretly looked at Wan Bai, as if he didn't know what Wan Bai had just said.
Luo Sanchuan slowly pushed the decoction in front of Wan Bai, "Don't you want to see it?"
This cheerful and unwary look really leaves people speechless, but it’s not strange to think that the young master who grew up being pampered by everyone has no vigilance.
It’s just that sometimes the things in his head are too much, which makes people I want to clean it up.
Shen Yinqiu whispered to Wan Qiyan, "I think he just doesn't want to take medicine."
Wan Qiyan also turned his head and whispered to her: "You think he is you?
He must be used to taking medicine all year round."
He was not like that before.
He ate medicine as food, and his sense of taste became numb after drinking too much.
Shen Yinqiu disagreed, "The medicine won't become sweet even if you get used to it."
Wan Bai dipped a clean bamboo chopstick into some decoction and put it into his mouth to taste.
After a moment, his face darkened and he said: "You can't drink this medicinal food."
Seeing that he was young, Uncle Qiang was not very relieved, but he was worried about Wan Qiyan, so he asked patiently: "Why did you say that this prescription was left by a wandering monk who saw my young master?
My young master will die."
Wan Bai's face showed a sneer, "This prescription is very powerful.
It can save a life temporarily.
If you take it for a long time, doesn't it mean that you are poisoning your young master?
I want to ask if your young master starts to have blurred vision in both eyes."
"Does the abdomen hurt?"
"It hurts."
Luo Sanchuan frowned and said softly.
Uncle Qiang was very surprised, "Young Master, why didn't you say you were not feeling well?
We need to see a doctor."
"I see the doctor every time, and every time I leave a bunch of medicine, but it doesn't work every time."
Luo Sanchuan looked down at his unfinished meal and silently added: "It's still very painful."
Shen Yinqiu privately tugged on Wan Qiyan's sleeves and winked at him, "I'm right, there is no medicine that is not bitter."
Wan Qiyan nodded slightly, agreeing with what she said, and thought helplessly, disagreeing, how could she give up so easily about the bitterness of medicine.
Shen Yinqiu still didn't feel happy after getting his approval.
The life of a person who drinks medicine every day is too hard.
At this moment, she forgot Luo Sanchuan's stupid remarks in the restaurant.
Wan Bai reached out directly and said, "I'll take your pulse again."
Luo Sanchuan then let it go.
Wan Bai took his pulse and moved his other hand.
Shen Yinqiu saw that he wanted to write down a prescription.
"I'll prescribe you some medicine.
You should change what you're drinking now and warm it up.
The method of damaging your foundation to improve your complexion is simply a chronic suicide."
Uncle Qiang's eyes trembled.
"Seriously?"
A burst of questions came from not far behind.
They turned around and saw Young Master Luo.
He had been standing there for who knows how long.
His face was serious and slightly angry.
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Luo Sanchuan stood up and called big brother.
Wan Qiyan also put down the bamboo chopsticks.
Shen Yinqiu asked him with his eyes if he was full.
Wan Qiyan smiled at her.
Young Master Luo walked to Luo Sanchuan, sat him down, and asked in front of everyone regardless of the occasion: "Third brother, do all the symptoms he mentioned match?"
Luo Sanchuan looked at Wan Bai, hesitated and nodded, forget it, no matter what, he couldn't avoid taking medicine.
Young Master Luo, however, did not completely trust Wan Bai.
They all had the wrong idea that only older doctors were more experienced and better at treating patients, while Wan Bai was only twenty years old and looked a bit younger.
"You really didn't lie to us that the prescription is good."
Wan Bai stopped thinking about tapping his hands on the table, with no smile on his face.
He had been out in the world for so long, and no one had doubted his medical skills for a long time.
He couldn't cure Luo Sanchuan's mother's disease, but At least using his prescription won't hurt your body that much, and you might be able to live longer.
He smiled half-heartedly and said, "You can use the medicine as you please, and I'm not forcing you to use it."
It is this attitude that makes Young Master Luo most unsure.
He has not found out the origin of the other party.
Just by looking at the skills of Shan Ziyan, his wife and the entourage around him, he can tell that he is not an ordinary person.
Is this Wan Bai worth it?
believe Why did he take the pulse of his third brother for no reason?
Shen Yinqiu put on his hat again and remained silent, holding up his chin to watch Young Master Luo's decision.
Whether or not to use it was not decided by the doctor, but by the patient and his family.
Wan Baiken felt kindhearted when prescribing the medicine.
"I would like to ask, what are your identities?"
Mr.
Luo has been socializing with people outside for a long time.
He just heard that the medicine Luo Sanchuan has been taking is actually a chronic suicide.
He couldn't accept it for a while, so his mood became a little higher.
At this time, he calmly When he came down, his tone was very good and his posture was low, which made Wan Bai feel respected.
Wan Bai didn't want to get too entangled here, so he just asked, "Have you ever heard of Mr.
Luo that there is a medical practitioner in the world called Bai Xiaosheng?"
Shen Yinqiu secretly thought, this name is familiar.
If she reads it, isn't it in the book?
Young Master Luo paused for a moment, staring at Wan Bai with intense eyes.
"So you are Bai Xiaosheng."
He said the last three words very softly, as if he was afraid of waking him up.
He waved his hand back and said: "When someone comes, I will serve you with pen and ink."
Then he said respectfully to Wan Bai: "I have offended Duo just now, please forgive me, Divine Doctor Bai."
Wan Bai waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and looked very relaxed.
He glanced at Luo Sanchuan, who was in an unknown situation, and said, "There are still some things that I can talk to you about alone, or directly here."
Luo Sanchuan looked at them closely as if you were trying to hide something from me.
Young Master Luo glanced at the government servants who were looking at them from time to time not far away, and suggested: "Why don't we go to another private room to have a chat?"
Wan Bai agreed and looked at Wan Qiyan, his meaning was obvious.
Young Master Luo immediately went to the road and asked Wan Qiyan and Shen Yinqiu to move.
Shen Yinqiu followed Wan Qiyan and secretly observed Young Master Luo, thinking that Young Master Luo was really carefree about Luo Sanchuan.
Brothers and sisters, the Luo family is really harmonious.
I heard that the second brother likes antiques and runs away all the time.
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He doesn't covet the family business, and the three brothers have no quarrels at all.
Wan Qiyan had long noticed that Shen Yinqiu was always peeking at Young Master Luo, so he blocked her sight intentionally or unintentionally.
Shen Yinqiu didn't notice it at first, but after many times, she still couldn't figure it out.
She looked at Wan Qiyan indifferently, how could he still have such a serious face like a child.
"You're blocking me."
She whispered.
Wan Qiyan smiled at her, not sincerely, "I did it on purpose."
Shen Yinqiu was choked.
How could someone say it so openly?
Young Master Luo took them to the private room, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones already prepared on the table.
Luo Sanchuan naturally followed closely behind them.
Young Master Luo did not stop them.
Some things cannot be hidden.
Wan Bai had already thought of the prescription in his mind and hurriedly wrote it down.
After sitting down, he didn't say much and concentrated on writing the prescription.
There were many pauses along the way, as if he was thinking.
A quarter of an hour later, he put down the brush in his hand, handed the prescription to Young Master Luo and said, "This is the prescription.
You can boil it and give it to him first.
The vision problem will be alleviated."
"What about the others?"
Young Master Luo asked.
How could he feel at ease with only his eyesight problem?
San'er will be eighteen next year.
The prophecy of the Taoist priest when he was young has been weighing on his heart
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