Just as Luo Qingluan was about to refuse to leave, someone ran out of the shop, with an urgent expression and a panic on his face, saying, "No, Lao Zhang is injured too seriously, you should hurry up and hire a doctor, otherwise..."

Suddenly, when he saw Luo Qingluan, he was stunned and did not continue talking, but became alert.

The man who had talked to Luo Qingluan before was obviously worried, and had no time to take care of Luo Qingluan, so he directly ordered his subordinates to send Luo Qingluan away and then walked in.

"etc!"

Luo Qingluan spoke and stopped everyone: "What's wrong?"

If these people from Dark Night Hall were not from Dark Night Hall, she would naturally not meddlers, and she could not leave here for the time being. It was only after she found the branch of Dark Night Hall. If she didn't take the opportunity to inform Nalan Ye, wouldn't she have wasted her efforts?

The man looked back at Luo Qingluan. Although he was a little impatient, his attitude was pretty good: "The girl helped us just now. I am very grateful, but now there is something important to the branch. I don't have time to greet the girl and ask her to do it."

After saying that, he hurriedly wanted to leave again. Luo Qingluan looked at his hurry and sighed: "If you are injured because someone is injured, please let me go and see it too."

"you?"

He was completely impatient and frowned at Luo Qingluan. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Luo Qingluan say, "I know medical skills!"

What, this woman is so good at medical skills?

"Let's go and see. If even I can't cure it, I'm afraid he will die." Luo Qingluan threw down this sentence and walked directly to the back hall of the shop. The stern aura was accompanied by a look that people dared not underestimate. No one dared to stop her. She just watched her go inward, and no one said a word.

"Boss, this woman..."

"Who is she? Why do you look self-righteous?"

"Damn it, if she hadn't understood our gestures and hadn't known identity, I'd have shown her the color."

Someone shook his head and his face darkened: "Don't act rashly, what if he is a person from the headquarters? Don't forget, Prince..."

When everyone thought of mentioning Nalan Ye's name, they immediately looked up and didn't dare to say more.

Although everyone does not know the specific details about Nalan Ye’s itinerary, at least they know that their prince is currently in the capital of the Southern Wei Dynasty. If this woman is really the prince’s trusted guard, she cannot be offended.

"By the way, she shouldn't be..." Someone seemed to remember something and said carefully: "I heard that Guard Xu's wife is also very powerful. She has been with the princess. I don't know if she is..."

Could this woman be Xu Wei’s wife, Lord Xu Lian and Xu?

Everyone looked at each other and they were not very clear about Xu Lian's situation, but since that was the case, no one dared to stop Luo Qingluan. Everyone hesitated for a moment and quickly followed. Song Anran, as the small leader of the branch, was also leading the way, while explaining the situation to Luo Qingluan.

After hearing this man's words, Luo Qingluan understood what was going on. Why would they rather guard a branch than evacuate, and let the secret guards kill so many of their brothers and still stick to it.

"Is your helm leader sick?" Luo Qingluan said with a questioning face.

"This... it's really a bit sudden, so we..." Song Anran hesitated, not daring to say it too clearly for a moment. After all, it was the problem of the helm leader, and he didn't know it either.

Luo Qingluan was completely unaware of how many helmsman in the Southern Wei Jingcheng, who was responsible for what he was. But since she was Nalan Ye's man, she would not stand by and watch.

Song Anran led the way in front, and while instructing his subordinates to pay attention to the movement outside, he led Luo Qingluan into the back hall. Through a small courtyard, he arrived in front of a three-story building. Before he could walk in, Luo Qingluan saw two girls standing at the door, and several subordinates from the Dark Night Hall branch were beside him. He seemed very worried and was frowning.

Seeing that Song Anran was coming, everyone relaxed immediately, and someone came up and said, "Old Song, how is it outside?"

"It's okay, I'll see the helm leader. What's going on now? Can I transfer as soon as possible?"

"I'm afraid it won't work. The helm's disease seems to be even worse, and it's useless to take medicine..."

At this time, a woman in her thirties rushed out and said to Song Anran cryingly: "Mr. Song, did you invite a doctor? Old Zhao seems to be in great pain!"

As soon as his face changed, Song Anran hurriedly said to Luo Qingluan: "You have heard this girl. If you know medical skills, please show me the helm leader. If it can be cured or relieved, I am very grateful."

After a faint nod, Luo Qingluan stepped into the room without answering.

At this time, the woman saw Luo Qingluan, looked at her back in surprise, and wondered at Song Anran: "She... is this woman a doctor? No way, how can a woman be a doctor?"

It is hard to explain that he doesn’t know Luo Qingluan’s identity. Song Anran just said: “Who says women cannot be doctors? Sister-in-law, don’t forget our princess’s ability!”

princess?

Thinking of this, the woman's face suddenly turned positive.

This top figure who only heard of his name but did not see him has come back to life. The famous Princess Luo Qingluan of Chu is known to almost everyone in the dark night hall. Even though she is just a woman in the boudoir, she knows Luo Qingluan's name, and you can think of her abilities.

And what they, the princess, is best at is medical skills!

The woman then realized that if their princess could have excellent medical skills, then it would not be surprising that this woman could have medical skills.

After entering the inner room, Luo Qingluan, under the guidance of Song Anran, met the branch rudder leader, Zhao Pengcheng.

He lay on the bed, weak all over. Daxia actually covered it with a thick quilt, wrapped like a rice dumpling. Zhao Pengcheng's face was pale and trembling. What surprised Luo Qingluan even more was that at first glance, she did not see any serious problems with him.

Looking, listening, asking and touching, you can see what the patient has roughly by observing. This is Luo Qingluan's ability.

But she could hardly see Zhao Pengcheng in front of her.

Song Anran quickly walked over and said with concern to Zhao Pengcheng: "Master, how do you feel? This person is..." Having said this, he was just about to introduce Luo Qingluan, but he remembered that he didn't know her identity and looked at Luo Qingluan waiting for her answer.

Staring at Zhao Pengcheng, Luo Qingluan was not interested in telling her identity. She walked to the bed and said straightforwardly: "I'm sorry to reach out, I'll help you take your pulse."

"You, are you... a doctor?" Zhao Pengcheng was trembling with disbelief on his face.

Where is there any time to waste?

When Song Anran saw that he was hesitant, he immediately said, "Master, give it a try!"

Thinking of his own situation, Zhao Pengcheng was also puzzled. If he didn't cure the disease quickly, he would probably have a big problem. When he thought about the illness he had come back after seeing the prince last time, he had this illness, which made it impossible to find the princess, and it was so urgent.

Finally, he stretched out his hand and nodded, "Okay, please show me what the problem is."

After gently putting on his wrist, Luo Qingluan took a moment to diagnose the pulse and saw a problem.

"Girl, this is our Lord Zhao, what's wrong with him?" Song Anran asked.

With a faint smile, Luo Qingluan had a sense of contentment in her heart and asked, "I dare to ask if Master Zhao suddenly committed this disease. There was no warning before, but after the crime, he came in a fierce manner, and he could not eat and was weak all over."

She said, and Zhao Pengcheng nodded as he heard it.

At first he didn't believe that this woman could see his problem. If it weren't for his deputy, he wouldn't bother to give it a try. But now, the other party told him about his situation in one word, and he was shocked.

"Yes, yes, the girl is right. I just made this problem suddenly and I don't know what's going on."

"Girl, you want to save my master!" The woman next to her was also anxious and asked quickly.

Luo Qingluan nodded: "Well, don't worry, although Zhao Duzhu's disease is serious, fortunately, it is discovered early and it is not troublesome to treat it, and there will be no problem."

Song Anran was happy: "Okay, please ask the girl to do it quickly. As long as we can cure our helm leader, the girl will be able to pay as much as she wants."

Luo Qingluan is not uncommon for rewards. She just wants to use the branch of this dark night hall to find Nalan Ye.

Since she is already here, she is not in a hurry. She will cure this person's illness first.

Luo Qingluan said calmly: "Okay, go find a pair of silver needles first."

Song Anran immediately ordered, but in just a cup of tea, a pair of silver needles were delivered to Luo Qingluan.

After preparing these, Luo Qingluan's medicine was boiled. I asked Zhao Pengcheng to drink it first. The latter suddenly felt warm all over, sweating profusely, and was no longer cold. Luo Qingluan asked someone to lift the quilt, hold him up, put his legs down on the bed, and then picked up the silver needle and aimed it at the acupuncture point on his legs and pricked it.

Everyone watched Luo Qingluan's actions. When she accurately pricked her first needle, everyone, including Song Anran, basically believed in her ability.

Such skillful techniques are accurate, at least this ability is not something that ordinary doctors can do. Moreover, Zhao Pengcheng's feeling is the most obvious. His originally stiff and cold legs have a little bit of feeling, just like revival, and have regained vitality.

His face was much better, and Zhao Pengcheng was overjoyed. If he had not tried his best to endure it, he would have laughed out loud.

Not long after the needle was inserted, Luo Qingluan stopped, then activated the silver needle and gently rubbed his hand: "Okay, how does Master Zhao feel now?"

"It seems... much better!"

Zhao Pengcheng's happy face was trembling. As soon as he reached out his hand, the woman next to him quickly supported him and stood up tremblingly. After he tried to walk two steps, he let go of the woman and slowly walked in the room, walking faster and faster, his expression as excited as if he was flying.

"Okay, OK!"

He laughed: "That's great, the girl's medical skills are indeed very good, I'm fine!"

Everyone was relieved, but Zhao Pengcheng was still worried about recurrence, so he asked tentatively: "Girl, what's going on with my disease? It was obviously fine before, but suddenly..."
Chapter completed!