Seeing An Yi looking at the third prince without moving, Sun Bafu couldn't help but said displeasedly: "What are you looking at?"
An Yi said with a smile: "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, hearing, asking, and understanding. This is the first place. Naturally, I will observe your young master's face. Your young master is getting better now. It seems that the pneumothorax has not relapsed!"
An Yi said, put the bowl on the table, and said: "This is pork bone soup made from Panax notoginseng. You should not eat anything that is not suitable for digestion for the time being. Drink more pork bone soup! Also, I will stay tonight In the medical center, there is a side room in front of you. If you feel any discomfort in the middle of the night, you can have someone call me!"
"No need, let's" Sun Bafu was about to say that he was going to Tian'antang, but Long Yule quickly interrupted him.
"Okay, thank you Dr. Liu!" Long Yule nodded.
An Yi glanced at Sun Bafu, curled up the corners of his lips and went out.
In front of the medical clinic, An Yi ordered Wang Cheng to drive her carriage home and informed Ms. Liu Sun that she had important patients who would stay at the medical clinic today.
Wang Cheng responded quickly.
Thinking that Feng Qingchen had disappeared that day, she couldn't help but worry that if she didn't go back at night, Liu Sun and Xiaodouzi would not be safe at home. She paused and then told Wang Cheng: "Go home and take a look. Is Daddy Douzi here? If he is, there is no need to say anything. If he is not, let my mother call the eldest brother and the second brother and the two families to stay at the house together for one night!"
Wang Cheng nodded.
At this moment, Lie Yan came in and asked, "Are those two people still here?"
An Yi nodded, wondering why Lieyan hadn't left yet.
"I followed the two people who came to see Mr. Yu just now because they were good at martial arts. Guess what?" Lie Yan blinked mysteriously.
An Yi smiled, "Did one enter the town government office and the other go to Tian'antang?"
Lie Yan was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes wide, "How do you know?"
"Did you forget that I can read faces? I was just saving people and didn't look carefully before. I just went to their room and found out that these two people's faces are not ordinary people! Not to mention that the young man was born into a wealthy family, but he was also the coachman. I'm afraid He's also an official!" An Yi blinked, "No wonder a carriage driver is so imposing!"
Lieyan nodded: "I followed those two people, and one of them did enter the yamen, and he used official gestures to greet him. He should be a guard, but he just doesn't know how to let his son be alone and get hurt like this!"
"This is a big fish. I'm afraid that people won't care about my small medical clinic!" An Yi whispered, regretting that the consultation fee would be less. If Tian'antang takes away it soon
Lie Yan frowned and felt a little sorry for An Yi: "Actually, you, a woman, don't have to work so hard. The carriage driver also knows some boxing skills. If Shan Qinglong and I weren't here just now, that man might have hurt you!"
It was indeed a bit more dangerous just now. The man had pneumothorax, which would be life-threatening if not actively treated. Fortunately, Lie Yan was here.
"I have to make a living from you," An Yi smiled helplessly, "Besides, it's a human life."
Lie Yan was a little angry: "That's not the point. The point is that you, a woman, don't have to work so hard. You work so hard. Where is that man? Why don't you see him today?"
An Yi sighed.
Lie Yan felt even more distressed when he saw her like this. He stepped forward and held her hand and said, "Why do you have to suffer like this? I have already told my second brother that he does not dislike what you have done before. You ¡¡±
An Yi raised her eyes and saw Lieyan's eyes were sincere. It seemed that he really had deep feelings for her!
Outside the door, Feng Qingchen suddenly appeared in gorgeous clothes. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com