Chapter 1086 Lin Qing: Please come by Master

Song Ci's weakness cannot deceive people. After waking up for a while, after drinking medicine, he couldn't even say a few words, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Madam Gong was worried and looked at Lin Qing and said, "Isn't it too abnormal?"

Lin Qing said: "It's the wind evil and high fever that has been caused. This disease has not yet been cured. It's normal to be weak and lethargic. I have to take care of her medicine. I will take care of her daily life."

Madam Gong said, "This is so tiring for you."

Lin Qing shook her head: "It's not tiring to boil a medicine, and Sang'er will help you. I won't feel relieved if I change this medicine to others."

Madam Gong felt a little frowning and frowned, "Are you afraid that someone will take the opportunity to do anything?"

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid that if I can't stand the trouble at this age. You've seen how a high fever is dangerous. So I'll just suck it. I'll know more about the heat and the order of the medicinal materials." Lin Qing replied in a low voice.

Madam Gong solemnly bowed to her: "Then I'll bother you."

Lin Qing said politely.

The vernal equinox came in and said that Song Zhiyuan asked Lin Qing to come over and ask.

Lin Qing tidied up her clothes, walked out of the outer room, and came to Dongci room. In addition to Song Zhiyuan, Nanshan and two old servants were there.

This is to avoid suspicion.

Lin Qing bowed and stood with Nanshan. Song Zhiyuan did not turn around, but went straight in and asked the two of them that the main cause of Song Ci's illness this time.

Nanshan: "There is no trace of poisonous insect bite. I took a drop of the blood of the Grandmad and tried it with a living creature. There are no traces of poisoning for the time being."

Lin Qingze said: "I blame it for the old and weak body. In addition, it is winter now, and the weather is cold. The elderly are weak and sick, not to mention that the Taima is weak in the original foundation."

"So, you all think you have not been hit by a plot or poisonous substance?" Song Zhiyuan couldn't say whether he was disappointed or sad, and his voice was mediocre.

Lin Qing and Nanshan said at the same time: "It's like this at the moment."

Song Zhiyuan was silent for a while and said, "The Grandma is sick, please take care of Dr. Lin."

"Don't worry, this is my responsibility, and I will do my best." Lin Qingfu bowed and hesitated for a while, and then said, "If the prime minister is not relieved, if he can invite my master to come, he can give the grandmaster a comprehensive diagnosis."

"Your master?"

Lin Qing nodded, lowered her eyes, raised her eyes, and spit out a name from her mouth: "It's Master Buhui who is now in Guanghan Temple in Yujing Peak."

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, but his face remained silent, and said, "Okay. But I'm afraid he won't come. If Dr. Lin wrote a letter..."

"I can write a letter, but whether he will come or not depends on the wishes of the master." Lin Qing said nothing, and Song Zhiyuan stopped asking more questions and asked them to go down.

Song Zhiyuan walked out of the Dongci room and summoned Jiang Fulai, saying, "Go and arrange for Fuduo to go to Yujing Peak, and took Doctor Lin's handwritten book and invited Master Buhui to the Grandmaster for the treatment."

Jiang Fulai was slightly surprised, but he didn't ask much, but just responded.

Lin Qing returned to her wing room and sat for a while. Without knowing what she was thinking, she spread out the letter paper and started writing.

At that time, two young monks were meeting in Guanghan Temple far away in Yujing Peak.

A handsome monk looked at the person opposite and suddenly laughed: "I invite you to me, and I will ask the master to take this trip to accumulate good deeds."

If Song Ci is here, he will not be happy, it’s you again, Jinghui’s little bald man!
Chapter completed!