The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

How did Dr. Sun treat Gao Qianli’s wounds? Zhao Lingyun couldn’t bear to look at it. It was too bloody. The pus and blood had to be squeezed out, and the rotten meat had to be squeezed out. Dr. Sun was in Zhao Lingyun’s eyes. At this moment, he is not a doctor, but a doctor. Butcher.

"Fortunately, we gave our idea just now," Zhao Lingyun whispered to Jiang Mingyue standing in the porch, "If this is used to squeeze pus and blood from the old man Sun's hemp, he will not be able to pass. It hurts to death."

Jiang Mingyue: "Doctor Sun is sure, isn't it?"

Zhao Lingyun: "He is good at treating traumatic injuries. He is better than Feng Guan's doctors, but the old man has a bad mouth and can't speak well. He practices medicine in the capital, and he never recruits patients."

Jiang Mingyue: "Doctor Sun has been in the army before?"

Zhao Lingyun laughed, "Mingyue, you are very smart, you can see it? Yes, old man Sun used to be a doctor in the army. He and his old man followed my father, and then opened the Renxin Medical Center. "

"He didn't work as a military doctor because of the old man's father, no, because his father passed away?" Jiang Mingyue asked.

"When the old man was still alive, he left. The old man opened his hospital with money," Zhao Lingyun shook his head: "The ghost knew what happened in their army back then. People, several uncles, I have never seen them since they left the army."

If Zhao Lingyun can be called an uncle, then he can't be an ordinary soldier, and he has to be a general no matter what.

"What year is this?" Jiang Mingyue asked in a low voice.

Zhao Lingyun: "Fourteen years ago, I remembered this thing clearly. That year, I went to the palace to accompany the fool who was Fu Wang to read."

"What happened in my father's army that year?" Jiang Mingyue asked.

"Are you asking why so many people left all at once?" Zhao Lingyun said.

Jiang Mingyue nodded.

"What's the matter? They don't want to do it," Zhao Lingyun said disapprovingly: "I heard that it is the army who wants to reduce the army's salary and the money for their lives. Who is doing it."

Just because of military pay? Jiang Mingyue thought it was unlikely, but before Rong Jiang Mingyue thought about it, Wan Chuan came back with someone to buy charcoal. Jiang Mingyue turned around and saw that the **** himself was carrying a basket of charcoal.

"Master," Wan Chuan shouted, "Little one bought charcoal."

"What are you yelling about buying a charcoal?" Zhao Lingyun raised his finger to Wan Chuan, "Call me again."

I bought the charcoal at my own expense, but I still can't satisfy this master. Grandpa Wan shut up, but he didn't say anything. Is this the head office?

Zhao Lingyun told Jiang Mingyue: "I can't let this dog sit idle, I have to urge him to clean up the house."

The wing rooms on both sides of the main house just now, Master Zhao took time to look at it. The wing rooms are not half the size of the main house. The two Gao brothers live in a house. They also took a few soldiers and separated to live with their brothers. There is no place to stay in the wing.

"West Building," Jiang Mingyue stopped Zhao Lingyun.

Zhao Lingyun stopped and said, "What?"

"Clean up the house and let Grandpa Wan do it," Jiang Mingyue said: "Should you let the saint know about the poisoning of General Gao? General Gao is his courtier. He must not be the master of his courtier."

Zhao Lingyun: "Holy, the words of the holy are okay, then I will let Wan Chuan go into the palace."

After running down the steps, they were all standing in front of Wanchuan. Zhao Lingyun turned and returned to Jiang Mingyue's. He whispered, "No, I don't worry about that dog thing."

Jiang Mingyue blinked.

"Don't look at that dog thing now looks like a grandson. I slapped him on the left cheek, and he stretched out his right cheek for me," Zhao Lingyun whispered to Jiang Mingyue: "Before we come over, this dog thing is in their old age. In front of the Gao family, you will act like an uncle. Who do you say gave him this courage?"

Jiang Mingyue: "Is he looking down on others?"

Zhao Lingxiao wouldn’t have bought Wanchuan too. This Wanchuan was sent by Chen Jinzhong. If Wanchuan was from Zhao Lingxiao, how could it be so coincidental. Chen Jinzhong sent someone to monitor the Gao family, so he gave Zhao Lingxiao’s people to him. Is it here?

Can it be said that the great **** Chen Jinzhong is also Zhao Lingxiao's person? If this is the case, is the Emperor Dongsheng a failure?

Jiang Mingyue soon had a judgment in her heart that Wan Chuan was not from Zhao Lingxiao.

"It's affirmative that the dog sees people low, or how can I say that he is a dog thing," Zhao Lingyun stood in the porch, looking at Wan Chuan in the yard, frowning: "Let's not expect this dog thing anymore. , Let me have a run."

"Okay," Jiang Mingyue said, "The general's injury, you can also talk to the sage by the way."

"Okay, I remember," Zhao Lingyun said, "Also, Haike's anesthetic, this is very important."

Jiang Mingyue whispered: "Yes, how can there be poison from the southern border sea travelers in the North Border?"

"This person who has killed thousands of miles," Zhao Lingyun said to Jiang Mingyue with an expression that I already knew who the murderer was, "It's a Haike from southern Xinjiang."

Jiang Mingyue: "Huh?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Sure, anesthetic is Haike's thing."

Jiang Mingyue: "Can Haike approach the tall general?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Uh."

Jiang Mingyue: "The general is surrounded by personal soldiers, there are generals in the Gao's army, and the seniors, and there are many people around him. How can Haike approach him?"

Zhao Lingyun turned around to look at the main house, and whispered to Jiang Mingyue: "This Haike is a woman? A beautiful woman?"

Jiang Mingyue: "..."

So you have decided that this matter must be planted on the heads of the South Frontiers, right?

"Looking back, I'll go to Hu Fatty to follow his words," Zhao Lingyun said, "He must know something."

Jiang Mingyue said: "That's hard work for you."

Apart from this, Jiang Mingyue couldn't say anything else.

Wan Chuan leaned forward at this time, tentatively looking at the situation in the front room.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Lingyun raised his hand and wanted to fight again.

Wan Chuan hurriedly retracted his gaze, and he said to Zhao Lingyun, "Master, do you want to send Tan to the house of General Gao?"

"Let it go first, how do you use it, people have their own soldiers, and people need you?" Zhao Lingyun said, "Go away and clean up the house for me. I'll go over and see if you want to clean up badly, you Don't blame Lao Tzu for killing you."

Wan Chuan lost his smile. The **** who was serving in the Chengde Palace heard the words of King Fu and the master saying that he would kill you. Wan Chuan asked, "Master, did the imperial physician come to see General Gao Dao?"

"No," Jiang Mingyue said, "It's the second high school son who is changing the dressing of the general."

Wan Chuan hurriedly said, "Oh, just say it for the younger ones. It's not the time when the imperial doctor comes."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Lingyun looked at Wan Chuan coldly, "The imperial doctor is here, want you to take care of it? Let me go and work."

Wan Chuan turned around and ran to the gate of the courtyard. Based on his experience, if he stayed any longer, Master Zhao would really hit him.