Deyang was burning, his whole body was hot and confused, and he was lying on the bed and sleeping.

Xue Ling dropped the big red tent and attracted two doctors to come in.

Doctor Wang followed the doctor invited from the market and walked to the bed without saying a word.

The doctor looked at Yurun's slender hands, which were only exposed outside the tent, and hesitated: "Girl, this diagnosis requires observation, smell, ask, and touch. Now that this is the case, I am afraid that the diagnosis will not be accurate."

Xue Ling frowned slightly. The master was rich in gold. Even if he was in a bad mood, he could not show up easily, so that such civilians could see him.

Doctor Wang couldn't help but say, "If you can't diagnose it, your medical skills are limited. This master is rich in gold. How can you let your eyes and smell it?"

The doctor is almost middle-aged and has been practicing medicine for many years. He is respected and has some knowledge. Now, when he hears Doctor Wang speaks so arrogantly, he doesn't care who he is, he just snorted coldly and said lightly: "Hmph, what kind of noble person is? He is really that noble person who can still lie in the host family? If this girl hadn't been kind-hearted and loyal to her master, I wouldn't have been feeling for him, and went to this unlucky place to diagnose the disease! Why can't I even look at my face and listen to the sound?"

"You!" Doctor Wang was blocked by him so much that he was so blocked that he could not speak for a long time.

Xue Ling sighed. She couldn't decide on this matter. Logically, the master's status is noble and should not show up.

"It's okay." Deyang's faint and hoarse voice sounded faintly, and he ordered Xueling to lift the curtain.

Unexpectedly, the doctor's face suddenly became dark when he saw Deyang. He stared at her and said coldly: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be Princess Deyang!"

Deyang lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that the name of this traitor had aroused the public's anger. Today, this disease is probably not diagnosed.

Sure enough, I heard the doctor continue, "The deeds of Princess Deyang are known to everyone in the world. I am just a doctor, who lives by diagnosing diseases. If someone knows that I have treated the princess, I am afraid that it will be difficult to make a living from now on. I hope the princess will forgive me!"

After saying that, the doctor turned around and left.

Xue Ling was so anxious that she hurriedly chased her out.

Doctor Wang was stunned. Could it be that Princess Deyang's situation is so difficult now?

Xueling chased her out and begged hard, but the doctor said he would not treat anything. Xueling was so anxious that she almost cried, so she knelt down to the doctor.

In the west wing, Xiahou Yongli was holding a bamboo slip in his hand, and he had not moved for a quarter of an hour.

Xiao Luo heard something outside, so he walked to the window and looked out. Xueling knelt on the ground and pulled the doctor and begged, but the doctor said that he would not treat anything, and he kept feeling unlucky.

"Oh, I don't need to leave the Imperial Hospital with a ruthless Doctor Wang, but I just asked a barefoot doctor. I don't know what my wife thought." Xiao Luo sighed a little. Even if she was forced to this point, the wife refused to give in. It would be really hard for Xueling.

"I had heard from the servants in the east wing that I finally found a good job, maybe I had been doing it for two days and then lost..." Xiao Luo didn't know whether he was muttering or saying it for his master, but in short, Xiahou Yongli's face had already sunk.

How did she find the servant lady? Just say such unlucky words!

"Oh, Miss Xueling is so anxious that she looks so sick..." Xiao Luo leaned on the window frame, unaware of the master's gloomy face, and muttered to himself as she stared at the situation outside.
Chapter completed!