Chapter 64: Chang'an Jun, I didn't do anything!
On the balcony, in a superior guest room.
The housekeeper was wearing plain clothes and lying on the bed covered with a red quilt.
The quilt doesn't look thin, but rather thick, so it should be very warm to cover yourself with.
But the housekeeper's face was frighteningly pale and her body was very cold, as if the wool filling in the quilt was fake.
Surrounding the bed were a group of beauties, all of whom were prostitutes with a certain degree of autonomy.
No matter what they thought in their hearts, they all had a worried look on their faces.
Some of them were on the verge of tears and kept wiping their tears with handkerchiefs.
Xia Wuqie, who was carrying a medicine box, had black hair, a mature face, and was wearing the palace official uniform. He put his left hand on the wrist of the female steward and took her pulse with her eyes closed.
After a while.
Xia Wuqi opened his eyes and looked at the pale-faced female steward, a strange look flashed in his eyes.
"The steward is physically empty, but he often has sex with others?"
If you ask this question somewhere else, it would be extremely disrespectful.
But this is a building, a place of romance, so Xia Wuqie's question was not abrupt.
"How could that be? The steward has only served Chang'an Jun! No one else has!"
"That's true. Apart from Lord Chang'an, the steward has never had any other men. How could he be in poor health?"
"Although the skills we learned were all taught by the steward, the steward was not really keen on this."
"Could it be Chang'an Jun..."
A beautiful lady in a light yellow gown whispered.
As soon as these words were spoken, the beauties who had served Ying Chengjiao fell silent, revealing expressions of realization.
When the other beauties who had never served Ying Chengjiao saw this, a strange look flashed across their eyes.
They often heard the sisters in the building say this, but they always treated it as a joke.
But now the housekeeper's life is in danger, and the imperial physician Xia Wuqie questioned her, and these sisters still gave such answers.
Could it be that the teasing words I thought about before were all true?
Xia Wuqi lowered his eyes so as not to let these beauties see the even stronger strange color in his eyes.
"Yesterday, my colleagues in the office handled the situation in time, and the manager is no longer in danger of death. She is still unconscious now, because she doesn't want to wake up, and medicine is useless. Physical illness is easy to cure, but emotional injuries are difficult to heal. The manager's soul is weaker than her body. If she lies there like this for another three days, her soul will dissipate, and even if her pulse is still there, she will just be a shell lying here."
Xia Wuqie was a world-famous doctor and the successor of Bian Que, the founder of medicine.
Xia Wuqie said that if there were people who could not be saved, then basically no one could be saved even if they were searched all over Xianyang City .
"Please ask the imperial physician to be merciful and help the steward!"
"The steward treated us very well. The imperial physician ordered that the steward must be saved!"
"But are you short of gold? Although we are of low status, we can still scrape together two golds!"
When the girls heard what Xia Wuqie said, they all looked anxious and collected money on the spot.
Some took off the hairpins on their heads, some took off the jade bracelets on their hands, and some hurried out of the house to get the money that they had kept in the box over the years.
Xia Wuqie didn't stop him either.
He stuffed the housekeeper's hand, which was so weak that it seemed transparent, back into the quilt, and sat there calmly waiting for the women to raise money, as if he was really after money.
After a series of kicking and clattering sounds on the wooden floor.
The women then stood in front of Xia Wuqie, holding their valuables and handed them to an oval-faced beauty who had great prestige.
The oval-faced beauty had tears in her eyes and timidly approached Xia Wuqie.
"Imperial Physician, are these enough? If it is still insufficient, please allow me to wait for a few days. We can sign a receipt for the money we owe you, and you can treat the butler first, okay?"
These prostitutes who are not concubines have been receiving customers like the concubines in recent days.
As long as the guests can afford the money, they can meet their requests - even those that they would normally despise.
"I don't charge for treating patients. I have done my best. You have also done your best. So don't worry." Xia Wuqie said softly.
This sentence was naturally meant to comfort the women.
Xia Wuqie knew very well where the beauties in the tower got their money, and he was unwilling to take the hard-earned money of these poor women.
Xia Wuqi came here today to rescue the steward. When he entered the room, he observed the expressions of the other beauties and found that each of them looked depressed.
If you ignore it, the depression in your heart may go away in a few days.
But it is also possible that the mind affects the body, causing physical symptoms.
Asking the beauties to get the money meant that Xia Wuqie was curing their illnesses. He wanted them to know that they had done everything they could for the manager and that they could put their minds at ease about the self-blame in their hearts.
This is the principle of preventing disease before it occurs - eradicating the root cause of the disease before it breaks out.
A doctor has a kind heart.
"If even the Imperial Physician cannot help the Steward, who else in the world can help the Steward? The Imperial Physician does not like money, so could it be that he wants our bodies?"
The oval-faced beauty put down the money in her hand, grasped the ribbon tied around her waist with her slender fingers, and pulled it gently.
"Imperial Physician, please come to me when you come to the tower. I will sign a written agreement that I will not charge you a penny."
The beauty behind the oval face looked a little hesitant, with her brows slightly frowned as if she couldn't make a decision.
This unlimited and free service to Xia Wuqie is not comparable to the previous temporary collection of money. This is a lifelong undertaking and few people are willing to do it.
Only three or two beauties followed the oval-faced beauty in speaking.
"I can also sign a document! I won't charge the imperial physician a penny!"
"So do I."
"If the Imperial Physician is willing, we can serve together!"
I saw the oval-faced beauty had her hands on her collar and was about to take off her clothes.
Xia Wuqi hurriedly called a halt.
"Wait a minute, girl! I really don't have this intention!"
How could the oval-faced beauty believe it?
If a man doesn't love money, he will love sex. This is a truth that has been spread everywhere.
Since the Imperial Physician doesn't take money, he must be in love with her.
According to Chang'an Jun, the chief physician is just pretending to be a fool at this moment.
The oval-faced beauty looked timid, but her hands were not timid at all, and her smooth shoulders were exposed to everyone.
"offend!"
The oval-faced beauty only heard Xia Wuqie say these two words, and her arm went numb, and she lost all feeling in her entire arm!
She turned pale and screamed.
"What did the Imperial Physician do to me!"
"How dare you! This building is my territory! Old man Xia, how dare you be rude to my beauty!" The door was pushed open with force, and Ying Chengjiao rushed in with an unhappy look on his face.
This was the first scene Ying Chengjiao saw when he broke into the room.
Almost all the prostitutes on the balcony were standing in front of Xia Wuqi, and each of them had a hesitant look on their face.
Two of the prostitutes had their clothes hanging very smoothly from top to bottom, without any waist tightening, obviously they were not wearing any corsets.
At the front, the oval-faced beauty standing in front of Xia Wuqie revealed her smooth and white shoulders. The oval-faced beauty was the most expensive prostitute in the building!
Ying Chengjiao became even angrier. He slowly walked to Xia Wuqie, stroking his fist with a ferocious look on his face.
Xia Wuqie had a bitter look on his face and first bowed to Ying Chengjiao.
"Greetings, Lord Chang'an."
Then he smiled bitterly and said, "Changan Jun, I didn't do anything."
Ying Chengjiao sneered: "Who do you want to kill?"
