Listening to Zhao Yuanle's words, Chen Moying pondered for a moment.

Finally, he laughed too.

"You are right, I judge others by myself. Your own life depends on your own likes. I will not mention this matter again in the future.

However, no matter when you change your mind, you can come to me. I have the ability and will definitely help."

Zhao Yuanle: "Okay."

In front of me is my uncle's shop, and now I finally arrived.

The primary apprentice smiled when she saw Zhao Yuanle. When she saw the person following Zhao Yuanle, she put away her smile.

Why are there still a bunch of servants following you?

What a great noble person this is...

The primary school apprentice was nervous and tried hard to stand by the door calmly, bent down to salute, waiting for the great nobleman to come over.

Zhao Yuanle went in with these two people, followed by their close servants, and the rest were waiting outside the door.

The primary apprentice glanced at those people and quickly withdrew his gaze.

When Zhao Dacheng saw the visitor, he was surprised, but soon calmed down.

Zhao Yuanle came to Zhao Dacheng and explained to him.

"One of them treats injuries and the other treats the doctor."

Zhao Dacheng nodded and looked at the two people with extraordinary temperament in front of him.

"Two, who will be the first?"

Ming Chongyan nodded lightly: "I'll do it first."

Zhao Dacheng asked: "Where is the injury? Do you want to go in and take a look?"

Ming Chong said: "It's an internal injury. Now it's stable. Doctor Zhao can take his pulse."

Zhao Dacheng took out the thing and reached out to take his pulse. When he touched Ming Huyan's sleeve, his eyes twitched.

This time he must be looking for a particularly big nobleman.

After taking the pulse soon, Zhao Dacheng carefully evaluated Ming Huyan's pulse.

The general idea is that the internal injury is well recovered. You only need to rest well and rest. Do not get angry. Just take some warm and tonic medicinal food on weekdays.

Ming Hun's words were not here to seek medical treatment either. When he heard what Zhao Dacheng said similar to the imperial doctor, he smiled and nodded.

"knew."

Next is Chen Moying.

Zhao Dacheng had a guess in his heart just by looking at Chen Moying's face. After taking the pulse, he quickly confirmed the guess.

His expression changed, and hesitated to see Chen Moying hesitate or not.

Chen Moying shook his head gently.

"Needless to say, I know my body myself. Dr. Zhao, please prescribe some commonly sold pills for me. I just finished buying it."

Zhao Dacheng nodded, turned around to get the medicine, and carried it over an inaudible sigh behind him.

Zhao Yuanle blinked.

She looked at Chen Moying's appearance at this moment and had some bad guesses in her heart.

Chen Moying looked indifferent, as if she had known and calmed down a long time ago.

He personally took the medicine from Zhao Dacheng and signaled his servants to give the money with a look.

Ming Huyan and him were not prepared to stay for a long time, so they exchanged a few greetings and went back.

As soon as the two of them left with their servants, Tang Siwen, who had been paying attention to the movement in the inner room, rushed out, followed by Zhao Yuanxi.

She nervously grabbed Zhao Yuanle's hand.

"How did you know such a person?"

Zhao Yuanle was a little surprised.

"Auntie, do you know who he is?"

Tang Siwen: "He is a great nobleman. The clothes these two people wear are definitely nobles, especially the one wearing black clothes."

Zhao Yuanle coughed lightly.

"They are indeed great nobles."

Tang Siwen: "How do you know someone wearing Xuanyi?"

Zhao Yuanxi told her later that the one next to her was the son of the bookstore owner, so she is more curious about wearing black clothes now.

Zhao Yuanle: "Well, I met it when I was putting the pig."

Tang Siwen: "How did you talk? What kind of friendship do you have? Why did he come to sell you this face?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Ah, can you see all this?"

Tang Siwen was not angry.

"Are you a fool? You aunt? You can't tell me. There is no need for these two people to come here to see a doctor. You can come with you and see that you are here to go through the motions."

Zhao Yuanxi couldn't help but ask Zhao Yuanle when he was beside him.

"Didn't you say you don't have much contact with these noble people? Why did you bring people to your house?"

Zhao Yuanle: "This is actually very complicated, but you really don't need to worry. This is not a bad thing, it will not be the same as before.

To put it simply, Chen Moying, the son of the bookstore owner, just thought I was a genius, so he wanted to persuade me to go to school. I didn’t want to go, so I became familiar with it after borrowing books.

The one next to him is a great nobleman. He met him while laying the pigs. He asked for directions and talked a few more words. He knew that I was copying the new law of pencils, so he thought that I could get more pencils and copywritings, which would be useful.

I went to borrow books today and happened to meet them. They knew each other. Because the great nobleman knew about the fact that I offended the nobleman before, he brought it up and they happened to be together."

After such a call came out, Tang Siwen and others were still digesting the information.

Zhao Dacheng reacted, he was not as panicked as Tang Siwen.

He thought this was good too.

Before, Wang Baochang wanted to get married, and he was angry.

He obviously saved Wang Baochang and was forced to engage in a marriage.

Later, when he watched the show that day, he became even more angry.

Why do those nobles bully others with their power?

Since that's the case, then that's OK. Now let's have a bigger nobleman. He wants to see what the so-called nobleman in the county reacts.

After thinking about it, Zhao Dacheng patted Zhao Yuanle on the shoulder and exclaimed: "Lele has luck."

Zhao Yuanle was quite moved.

"It's still uncle, you understand me."

Zhao Dacheng: "That's sure."

Zhao Yuanle also had a curious question at this time.

"Uncle, what kind of disease is that young master of the Chen family?"

Speaking of this, Tang Siwen and Zhao Yuanxi were also curious.

Zhao Dacheng sighed with great regret.

"Congenital deficiency and ventricular abnormalities are destined to be weak and unable to do heavy work. If you cultivate well, you can live a longer life, but no one can tell the difference between the ages of life.

No one knows when an accident will suddenly occur.

This disease is unreasonable, and, as far as I know, there is a high probability that it will be passed on.

His disease is likely to be passed down from his parents or ancestors, but it is also possible that he has this disease alone.

Anyway, no matter what, he would be a pity."

Zhao Yuanle was really moved when he listened to Zhao Dacheng's words.

Very good person, but with such a fate...

Tang Siwen and Zhao Yuanxi were also quite sad when they heard this.

When Zhao Dacheng saw the people, he was very moved and silent, and couldn't help but ask: "No one of you is curious about the injury of that great nobleman?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh? Is there anything special?"

Zhao Dacheng: "Nothing special."

Zhao Yuanle, Tang Siwen, Zhao Yuanxi: “…”

Zhao Dacheng: "Hey, I just ask you, so that you don't sigh too much about that person's illness.

He has a good mentality, so why bother outsiders.”
Chapter completed!