When Princess Ping walked into the courtyard, Mingge and the other two were changing clothes. Mingge and Doctor An had a separate room, and Mingyan was crowded with the big girl who was serving Mu Ziqi.

Everyone in the palace came over, and Princess Ping was the first to arrive. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she rushed to Mu Ziqi's bedroom.

This is the first scene when Mingge changed his clothes and walked out of the wing room. A group of people entered the yard, and then the others were waiting in the yard. Princess Ping kept running into Mu Ziqi's bedroom, and Madam Xi followed her in.

Mingge walked into the yard, and after a while, Mr. Zhang and the others came and gathered in the yard.

Mr. Zhang first came forward to talk to Mingge and Doctor An, "this time, thanks to the two, otherwise." Mr. Zhang did not finish his words, but he just shook his head.

Yes, if it weren't for Mingge, it was really hard to say what would happen to Mu Ziqi, and smallpox would really kill people.

No one has cured smallpox before Mingge. Once he gets the smallpox disease, it means that one foot has stepped into the gate of hell. All he can see is the will of heaven or personal luck. God opens his eyes or has great fortunes and may be better, otherwise he will die.

"To be honest, if you say something disrespectful, the eldest son of Ziqi is my nephew. It is also what I, an uncle, should do," Mingge did not agree with Mr. Zhang's words. She saved Mu Ziqi not to make Prince Ping accept her kindness.

She just did it out of her original intention, or for Mu Yanjin, and also to be able to cooperate well with Mu Yanlang in the future. In addition, Mu Yanlang came to find her before leaving Xianyang and asked her to help take care of the royal palace.

If she couldn't do this, then the cooperation between them would definitely be involved in the next thing, because no matter what happened to Mu Yanlang's son, then Mu Yanlang would still have a knot in his heart. How could such cooperation be smooth?

Mingge did not dare to take credit, and Doctor An was even more afraid to take credit. You should know that he was just a fight in this matter. "Sir, you have been too rewarded. I really couldn't do anything about the matter of Master Ziqi. It all depends on the medical skills of Master Wushuang. I didn't have enough to help me start."

Doctor An turned to Mingge and said, "If you really want to talk about it, I have to thank Master Wushuang for not hiding his own personal information. This time I also learned a lot from Master Wushuang. These are all things I have not learned in the Imperial Medical Office and the Imperial Hospital. The Imperial Medical Skills are really clever. What a pity, you don't want to go to the Imperial Medical Office or the Imperial Medical Office."

Mingge smiled and said, "What's the pity? I'm a man from a world of martial arts. I've long been used to living freely and freely. Your place is not suitable for me.

It’s still the free and easy world that suits me. If you want to go, go there, see someone, and if you don’t want to see someone, you will get over it. Can it work in your place? It’s definitely not possible!

And even if I don’t go to your place, I can cure diseases and save people. Although it depends on my mood, if I go to your place with this temper, I will definitely not be able to survive.”

Doctor An thought about Ming Ge's identity and recalled his time with each other over the past few days. It seemed that what he said was indeed very reasonable, so he smiled and didn't say anything more.

As for the announcement of the world about the method of treating smallpox, let’s wait and talk about it. Anyway, this matter cannot be done well in a while and cannot be completed. This is not something that can be completed overnight, and there is no rush to do this moment. I will wait and see if I will say it later.

"No matter where it is, as long as it can benefit the people, it is a great merit." Mr. Zhang is a person who knows Ming Ge's other identity. He knows Ming Ge is the nobleman who secretly helps the royal palace, although he did not know about this before.

No, it cannot be said that he was completely unaware. At least when His Highness gave the order before leaving Xianyang, he guessed that now, after the incident of Ziqi's eldest son, Mr. Zhang has concluded that this Wushuang young master is the noble man.

Mingge laughed as soon as he heard Mr. Zhang's words, "Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, you used this for me, but you were the one who used it in the wrong place. Merit is not merit, and it is useless for me.

As a person, not everyone is willing to stop saving. If you really want to use merit, then my merit will not be able to withstand the sin of not saving people."

Mr. Zhang and Doctor An were both stunned when they heard this. They looked at each other and looked at Mingge at the same time. Then they both realized what Mingge meant.

The two of them also burst into laughter, and Mr. Zhang said, "It is true that we cannot use merit to say. We are all ordinary people, but we cannot learn the merits of the masters."

Mingge also laughed, but didn't say anything else. If she really spoke with her merits, she might have gone to hell. Even if she didn't do many things herself, she was the one who indirectly killed Bo Ren.

Needless to say, Mr. Zhang is an aide to the royal palace, and he is also the one who indirectly killed Bo Ren.

As for Doctor An, if you really want to talk about it, the Imperial Hospital may not be a Pure Land, and his hands may not be clean.

So they really can't use any merits to say.

Mu Ziqi's bedroom was in. Princess Ping sat down beside Mu Ziqi's bed. At this moment, Mu Ziqi was just taking medicine and sleeping. Princess Ping gently stroked her son's thin little face, and tears in her eyes couldn't help but flow down, and her trembling lips could not say a word.

She was afraid of waking her son, so Princess Ping didn't dare to cry at all. She only dared to cry softly. After touching her son's little face, she held her little hand and held it tightly.

Madam Xi followed Princess Ping into the bedroom immediately, and was standing by the bed now. She looked at the steady young master who used to be like a little adult, and now she was lying on the bed. Although she knew she had recovered, she still couldn't stop worrying, but now she felt more distressed.

Madam Ping was always by her side. Seeing Princess Ping like this, she remembered Empress Cao again. It would be great if Empress Cao and her son had an unparalleled young man to help him, so the young man would not have been so small.
Chapter completed!