Chapter 485

The doctor was soon taken to the mansion. The famous Ximai doctor in the whole capital, I don't know whether it's a coincidence or whether he really sent his son to Guanyin in his last life. Every time the old doctor went out, nine times out of ten he was Ximai.

Such a good thing also made the old doctor earn a lot more money. The old doctor just went to the prince's house a few days ago to give him a happy pulse. There were ten liang of happy money that day, worthy of the second prince's hand.

Today, he was taken to Liang's house. The old doctor also knew that he was an honest official. This honest official did not mean that he was poor and had no money, but that he was not afraid of the powerful when he solved the case.

"What's wrong with Mrs. liang?"

The old doctor squinted at Wen jinniang, who was held by Liang Yuanlan in his arms. She was smiling and didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Looking at this posture, it's a happy event. It seems that we have extra income today. It's good that we want to change our house. We have almost saved enough money. We can make more money to make some new furniture.

Wenjinniang earned earned, but Liang Yuan hold firmly, did not give up.

Wenjinniang slightly shy toward the old doctor nodded, sipped lips way.

"Thank you, doctor. I'm a few days late. Please have a look."

"Well, well, that's a happy thing."

The old doctor looked at Wen jinniang's man, carefully put on the gauze, and then closed his eyes to check his pulse. After a few breaths, the old doctor opened his eyes and took back his hand.

"Mrs. Liang is very happy, Mr. Liang is very happy. Mrs. Liang is very happy. Mother and son are very healthy."

Liang Yuan nodded his head to show that he knew. He looked at BI Wu. Bi Wu took a big red silk bag and handed it to the old doctor.

"This..."

The old doctor didn't receive it at the first time. Just looking at it, he knew that the wedding money was heavy. The old doctor hesitated to look at Liang Yuan and Wen jinniang.

"Lord Liang, is it too heavy?"

"Well, it's really hard for you to come here this winter. Besides, I'd like to offer you a piece of good advice. Mother and son are in good health. This happy money is worth your while."

The old doctor listened to Liang Yuan's words, and immediately he couldn't see his teeth with a smile.

It's true that people can't be compared. People have to die and goods have to be thrown away. Before, I thought the second prince was generous enough. Now I have a look at the wealth of Lord Liang, the love of Lady Liang and the words that make people feel comfortable.

The old doctor put the wedding money into the medicine box and followed Biwu all the way out. Looking at Biwu smiling on the way, the old doctor was in a good mood and said more to her.

"Recently, there have been many happy events. The second prince's house also has some good news. Before, I felt that there was something wrong with the second prince's body. But I only had one pulse, and the doctors said it was OK. I guess I was wrong. Fortunately, there was no nonsense at the beginning, and now the second prince also has an heir. I'm very happy."

Biwu's smile pauses slightly, and then chats with the old doctor happily.

"According to you, the imperial doctors in the palace have said that it's OK, but it's OK. Now the second prince is happy, isn't it?"

"That's not true. That day, the second prince couldn't believe it. He grabbed me and asked again. He couldn't close his mouth and gave me the wedding money. But today, compared with Mr. Liang, he is still calm. "

Biwu pursed her lips, and a dimple the size of a needle eye appeared on her lips. She was very happy when she looked at it.

"That's because my wife is pregnant. My adults first noticed that my wife has had a daughter before. It's really hard. The adults look calm on the face, but in fact they are still nervous. After that, your wife's safe pulse will trouble you."

When the old doctor heard Bi Wu's words, he understood all the doubts in his heart. No wonder Lord Liang was not as ecstatic as an ordinary man. He had already experienced it.

"Don't worry, I know the importance. In the future, Mrs. Liang's safety must be a top priority. If you need to send someone to me immediately, I will be on call."

Biwu sent the old doctor to the door, and still let Liang Fu's carriage send him back to the medicine hall. This treatment made the old doctor flattered.

"Oh, by the way, I have one more thing to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

"My wife always wants to see the young master in Lingguang Temple these days. I don't know..."

"Oh, it's OK. Madam, just be careful when you go out. The child will be fine. A little walking every day will help to give birth in the future. Too much rest will make it difficult to give birth."

"Well, thank you, doctor Qi."

Seeing off the old doctor, Biwu goes back to the main courtyard and repeats all the old doctor's words. Liang Yuancai puts down his heart and orders Forsythia to change the layout of the carriage into the most comfortable and soft one, so that she can rest assured to let Wen jinniang go to Lingguang Temple alone.

Wen jinniang walked slowly from Biwu to Houshan, and saw Yang Qizheng standing in front of the steps of the pavilion, beating the firewood pile with a bamboo stick.

"Xiaoqi, what are you doing?"

Yang Qizheng devotes himself to poking the sweet potato in the firewood pile with a bamboo stick. Unexpectedly, he hears Wen jinniang's voice. He stands up and turns his head. It's really Wen jinniang.

"Sister! What are you doing here? "

Yang Qi looks at Wen jinniang with surprise and joy. The whole person exudes a kind of soft breath. Yang Qi's eyes sweep up and down, and finally condenses on Wen jinniang's belly.

"Sister, are you... Happy?"

This time it's wenjinniang's turn to be surprised. Looking at Yangqi, who seems to have grown taller, wenjinniang resisted the impulse of scratching her head.

"How do you know?"

Yang Qi blinked, pretending to be mysterious.

"It was taught by the old bald donkey. He won't let it be said."

"If you don't want to talk about it, don't talk about it. What's more, how can you still be called master Jingxin... You can't say those three words, but master!"

"I know, sister, don't worry. I respect my teacher very much. My sister should stay at home like this now. How can she still run up the mountain? "

Although Yang Qi is talking to Wen jinniang, his eyes are moved to Biwu's face. Biwu shrugs to show helplessness.

"Madam, I'm worried about you. A box of cakes will bring back such a big Dongzhu. I'm scared by you."

Bi Wu's words made Yang Qi laugh and shake her head. Just for a hairpin, Wen jinniang came here to worry about it. Did she worry about it?

"Sit down, sister, and cook."

Wen jinniang saw that there were two futons on the stone steps. One of them was slightly sunken. Yang Qi had just sat on it.

"Why are there two futons? Do you know I'm coming? "

"That's not true. Master has gone to meditate. I'm baking sweet potatoes here. It's estimated that he will show up after baking. The futon is prepared for him. But since my sister is here, the futon belongs to my sister. Please sit down."

Wen jinniang felt that her legs were sour, but she didn't refuse. She sat down with the help of Biwu.