The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 176
[Chapter 177: White skin beats snow]
The room was silent, and everyone shuddered as they listened to the terrifying conversation between the two.
(Qianqian Novel Network) Liu Qingsong’s palms were sweating, thinking about whether the thorns from last night had not been thrown away, should he be guilty again today.
Ran Yan never found out that she no longer thought about Qin Yunlin.
“Don’t think nonsense. When you’re healthy, you can set off for Chang’an.” Xiao Song said, and bowed slightly to Ran Yunsheng, “I still have something to do, so I’ll take my leave.”
“I’m sorry to trouble Xiao Langjun.” Ran Yunsheng returned the salute.
He knew that Xiao Song worked the case all night yesterday, and he might have been woken up not long after he fell asleep.
Ran Yunsheng got up and was about to send him off, but the voice of the little servant Lule came from outside, “Lang Jun, Madam Su is visiting.”
Ran Yunsheng paused for a moment and said, “Quickly invite Mrs. Su to come in.”
“Yes” Lu Le trotted away.
When Xiao Song saw that Ran Yunsheng had a guest, he said, “Jurou is busy, you don’t need to send it away.”
Ran Yunsheng saluted apologetically, Xiao Song smiled politely and walked out of Ran Yan’s room.
Just after going out, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a gray robe standing at the corner of the veranda. The moment before, Lanzhi Yushu was standing there. With Xiao Song’s gaze, the gray shadow rushed back into his house, if not for a bang. The door slammed, and there was a hallucination.
Xiao Song knew that Sang Chen was not afraid of him, so he laughed secretly in his heart, and he didn’t know what Ran Yan said, but Mr. Sang Suiyuan Sang, who was out of the mud and unstained, was frightened out of his body like a frightened rabbit. Jump when you see people.
After just a pause, Xiao Song turned to the veranda on the right. When he was about to reach the inner doorway, he saw a woman in a sapphire sapphire blue dress walking around the screen wall and walking down the stairs under the guidance of the servant.
The woman looks about twenty-four or five years old. The sapphire blue satin coat is embroidered with a picture of peacock and peony. The pattern on her body is sparse. The more the skirt and the wide sleeves are, it is about splendid and dense, with large clusters of peony flowers and long-tailed white peacocks. Under her subtle movements, she seemed to suddenly come to life, her beauty was beyond measure.
A string of red necklaces hung around his neck, and the colors were neither complicated nor light, reflecting the snow-white and elegant face, with an indescribable grace.
She was followed by four maids in green shirts, followed by a dozen or so little servants with gifts in their hands, which seemed to be very generous.
Xiao Song’s eyes were so real that it was hard to ignore, and Mrs. Su naturally noticed it.
She stopped, turned to Xiao Song, glanced over his purple round-necked uniform, and then bowed to him.
Xiao Song nodded in return, and did not come forward to chat, but went out directly around the screen wall.
He heard the conversation between Ran Yunsheng and Mrs. Su from behind the screen, and slowed down slightly.
After some simple greetings, Mrs. Su said in a soft but not weak voice, “It’s really a sin, I live at home as a widow, and I don’t go out very often, so I heard that my sister is sick two days ago. , I didn’t come to visit until today, so please don’t blame Juuro.”
“Where, Madam Su is serious…” Ran Yunsheng responded appropriately and led her into the hall.
The merchants in Jushui County who have business dealings with the Ran family have all sent gifts, but Ran Yan is a female family member after all, and she is closed to recuperate and does not see guests. No, and the Su family and the Ran family have a relatively large business, and they have to know each other a lot before. They are also a female head, so it is reasonable to bring gifts to visit in person.
Xiao Song quickened his pace and left.
Ran Yunsheng sat with Mrs. Su in the hall for a while.
Mrs. Su asked a few questions such as whether she had gone to Luoyang to seek a doctor, but she did not focus on this topic too much.
After Ran Yan took the medicine and simply cleaned her body, Ran Yunsheng led Mrs. Su to her bedroom.
Calling a visit is just a greeting. Mrs. Su is not a talkative person. After entering the room, she sat down on the mat not far from the bed, and said hello a little, but she didn’t talk about it. He only said, “I heard that the seventeenth mother is ill, and I can’t help you with anything else. If you need any medicinal materials, just send someone to the Su Mansion to tell me.”
“Thank you Mrs. Su.” Ran Yan leaned on the back, looked at Mrs. Su and replied softly.
Su Shi was wearing a sapphire blue satin dress today, which made her snow-white skin even more transparent, and she looked two or three years younger than that day.
She smiled lightly, “How does the seventeenth girl feel now?”
“Mrs. Lao is worried, it’s much better.” Ran Yan didn’t want to say more, she could only tell nonsense with her eyes open. Anyway, it was all written on her face. She asked politely, and Ran Yan answered perfunctorily.
“I don’t look very good, but you are young, so it’s better to be better soon.” Su’s voice was gentle.
Ran Yan was stunned for a moment, because although Mrs. Su spoke lightly, she was clearly caring, and it seemed that she was not cheating.
“I guess you didn’t bring many medicinal herbs with you on the way, so you were asked to take a hundred-year-old ginseng from the mansion.” Madam Su saw that Ran Yunsheng was about to open his mouth to refuse, and interrupted him with a smile, “Jurou said. But don’t be polite to me, Luoyang’s road to Chang’an is not too short, and the seventeenth mother must be strong and strong before she can walk on the road, otherwise she may not be able to endure the fatigue of the boat.”
Ran Yunsheng felt that this remark was reasonable, and UU reading www.sonicmtl.com did not refuse, and quickly thanked him.
Seeing Ran Yan, Mrs. Su looked tired after a while, so she was about to leave, and said, “In six days, it will be Min’er’s tenth birthday, and she has invited a famous opera troupe in Luoyang. By then, the seventeenth mother’s condition will be better, so why don’t you go and play? .”
“Okay, thank you Mrs. Su.” Ran Yan felt that the Su family was gentle and refreshing, and she was not sloppy in her actions, so she simply responded.
“Don’t disturb the rest of the seventeenth mother, and say goodbye.” Su Shi Yingying got up, said a few words to take a good rest, and left Ran Yan’s house accompanied by Ran Yunsheng.
Wan Lu watched the two leave, turned and asked Ran Yan, “Is the lady tired? Do you want to lie down?”
“Don’t be tired, open the window to get some air.” Ran Yan felt that if she lay down again, she would really become a corpse.
“I only opened it a little bit. The lady has just taken the medicine, so I’m afraid the fever hasn’t subsided.” Wan Lu really only opened a small gap in the grille, I’m afraid not even a little finger could fit in.
Ran Yan was helpless, there was not much difference between opening it like this and not opening it.
“Mrs. Su is really good-natured and doesn’t look like a business woman at all.” Xing Niang sighed.
Su’s temperament is not bad even in the big family. At first glance, she doesn’t notice her facial features, but first feels her temperament.
Wan Lu obviously had a very good impression of her, and asked, “Mrs. Su must be twenty-three or four years old, right?”
“She is no more than twenty-eight years old this year.” After Ran Yan took the medicine, the feeling of emptiness subsided a lot, and her spirit was slightly better.
“Ah” Wan Lu glared at her phoenix eyes and said, “It is said that one white hides three ugliness, Mrs. Su’s skin is paler than snow, and she looks young.”
“She’s half a Hu, and she’s naturally fair.” Ran Yunsheng returned from the outside.
Hu people, surnamed Su?
Ran Yan couldn’t help thinking of one person.
By】.
[End of this Chapter]
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