Yan Hanyu finally saw a person who was particularly good at chatting with people. From going out to the west street, Dong Shilang almost stopped his mouth all the way. Yan Hanyu tried to cut off the conversation several times but failed, so he just wanted to listen to him.

Speaking of the guests he met since he was a child, Yan Hanyu felt that he would not finish the talk with him for three days.

On the way, he would occasionally meet someone who greeted him, and he would respond to him. Children of the same age would gather around and invite them to join the game.

There were also families who felt that they were not very friendly to him. When they saw their children coming to call him to play with him, they quickly shouted to go home.

My ears were not quiet along the way, but the destination finally arrived.

There is a mud and stone wall on the west street. The thatched roof is alone. There is a circle around the fenced courtyard wall outside, which is crooked and no one is arranged in an order.

This thatched roofed house is a bit far from the surrounding houses, and is even more dilapidated than the surrounding houses.

As soon as they arrived outside the fence door, the fence door was wide open and had not been covered. Before the two of them could enter, they heard laughter coming from the room.

"Hahaha, that's great! I finally refined it, I finally refined it..."

Even Dong Shiro stopped at the door and dared not go in.

"Xiang Lao didn't like to laugh before, and he always stared at people. I have never seen him laugh. Even if he took two ingots of silver from a foreigner, he never laughed." Dong Shirou said in a low voice.

The man in the room had a low voice, which sounded a bit like the accent of Shu.

Although Dong Shiro was puzzled, he still shouted into the room, "Old Xiang, Old Xiang!"

"Who is it?"

"Juro, I am Juro."

The wooden door opened, and a man with a bearded face came out from inside. He couldn't tell his age. He just felt that he was not very old, but he was not young either.

"Since he came to Shijiang Town, he had never repaired his beard." Dong Shiro leaned close to her and said in a low voice.

Yan Hanyu smiled, so she became the bearded man now. No wonder she couldn't see him laughing. Even if he smiled, no one would notice such a bearded man blocking him.

"What are you doing?" Xiang Lao looked at Yan Hanyu beside him, "Are you a foreigner?"

Yan Hanyu said, "As both foreigners, why should Xiang Lao describe me as foreigners?"

"Such standard Mandarin seems to be from Bianjing." He asked directly, "Are you passing by here for medical treatment?"

"That's right, I wonder if Mr. Xiang can move forward?"

"I'm happy today." Mr. Xiang had not yet relieved from his emotions just now, and his eyes were not staring at others. At this time, he spoke in a relaxed tone and asked, "Tell me what are the symptoms of the patient?"

"What are the symptoms? Xiang Laohe didn't move to take a look?"

"This is the first time I have seen me seeking medical treatment like this."

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Xiang Lao didn't want to bother her anymore, so he turned around and left. Without talking about the symptoms, he was still unwilling to go a few more steps to see the doctor!

Dong Shiro couldn't understand it either. Wouldn't she say such a rude way to make this weird old man even more reluctant to come to the clinic?

He was about to say that the man was unconscious, but the voice of the person standing beside him rang in his ears.

"Mandala is a rare thing in the Central Plains, I really can't imagine..." Yan Hanyujing said, but when Xiang Lao's steps stopped, his words also stopped.

Xiang Lao turned around and his eyes were locked on her, "How did you know this? How did you know?"

Yan Hanyu curled her lips and chuckled, "Xiang Lao wants to know, please move."

Xiang Lao Lady was puzzled by this girl. A girl who was about ten years old actually knew medicine?

"Wait for me and get the stuff!"

When Yan Hanyu was standing at the door just now, she smelled a different smell, which was extremely light. But her nose was different from that of ordinary people. Some herbal medicines were separated by one, and she could smell it.

It seems that this old man Xiang is not only medical skills, he should be more proficient in another kind, and this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

When Mr. Xiang came out again, he didn't see the medicine box on his hands, and he didn't know what he had to get in. His hands were empty, and he was wearing only a worn patched clothes.

He said, "I promised to go to the clinic. You must tell me who you are a teacher."

A teenage girl could smell the smell of the elixir that had not dissipated before entering the door. Such a ability is not something that ordinary people can do.

"Okay!" Yan Hanyu agreed in one go.

"I haven't seen the sick yet. I can't guarantee whether it can be cured."

Xiang Lao didn't say much, and he didn't say anything after he finished speaking.

After that, Dong Shiro would speak intermittently, but Yan Hanyu kept thinking about her thoughts and couldn't tell her clearly. She occasionally responded to her.

Yan Hanyu was wondering who Xiang Lao was. Is a person who suddenly came to this town five years ago really because he was hiding from the flood in his hometown?

Some famous doctors in the world do not have the surname Xiang. If this person is more proficient in poison techniques, then is this person related to the Tang Sect in Shu?

The Tang Sect in Shu is also a family of medical history, but is a poison doctor, who is good at studying poison and making elixirs. The Tang Sect family has loved to develop various poisons for generations, and they are not tolerated in the world. However, the Tang Sect has a deep foundation and is intimate with the Lu family, who is skilled in craftsmanship and Qin family in Tianshui Villa, and the three families are still in-laws. Even after a hundred years, the three schools still stand in the world, with their majestic power.

The master mentioned the poison skills of the Tang Sect to her a little.

The relationship between the Sun family and the Tang Sect is very delicate, one is in Guanzhong and the other is in Shu, looking at each other from afar. The Sun family disdained the Tang Sect's poisonous technique to save people, and the Tang Sect was not convinced by the plaque of the descendant of the Sun family's Medicine King. But finally, the well water does not interfere with the river water and ignores each other.

Doctors and poisons are not just the word "drugs". The former is to save people, while the latter can kill people. They insist on their respective families' beliefs.

Mr. Xiang looked at Zhao Xian who was unconscious and looked a little distant. He didn't talk about his condition, but only asked Yan Hanyu, "Who are you a teacher?"

"The doctor girl came out of the palace."

"Oh?" Xiang Lao didn't believe it, "How many years have you been studying medicine?"

"Five years."

"Whose child are you?"

"The capital city aristocratic race."

"I was surprised by the aristocratic family? The sons of the royal family? In short, I was a daughter in the boudoir. I was kept in the boudoir but learned medicine since I was a child."

"I was not in good health when I was young, and studying medicine is also for health preservation."

Xiang Lao didn't express his attitude to her words, and continued to ask, "You have been keen to smell since childhood?"

"no."

"Speak half true and half false." Xiang Lao shook his head. He was so smart at such a young age. Is he old and his mind couldn't move fast? Or has he not been out to see the world for too long? Or is this girl too smart?

"Where is Mr. Xiang? What's the surname of Mr. Xiang?"

I won't answer to Lao.

"Old Xiang didn't tell the truth in Shijiang Town, right?" Yan Hanyu said immediately.

While Yan Hanyu was speaking, Xiang Lao had already taken off Zhao Xian's top and his eyes swept away.

Yan Hanyu subconsciously felt that she shouldn't show it to him, so she heard the low and thick voice sound again.
Chapter completed!