"Put her on the bamboo couch quickly." Shang Zhi pointed to the bamboo couch next to Gong Xingchen.

Fushen placed Jiang Ji on top and stood aside helplessly, his face full of anxiety.

Shang Zhi sat on the skull next to him, holding Jiang Ji's right hand to take the pulse.

When she touched the pulse, she was stunned for a moment, feeling that the hand holding Jiang Ji's palm was scratched by Jiang Ji.

Shang Zhi felt the smooth pulse, lowered her eyelashes and looked at her fingers that were moving, and her expression gradually became solemn.

Seeing Shang Zhi’s face changed, Fu Shen asked quickly: “What’s the situation?”

Shang Zhi put down Jiang Ji's hand and said as he untied Jiang Ji's belt, "The situation... is not very good. You go out and wait outside first. I'll give her Kuan's first aid."

Fushen was afraid of delaying the treatment of Jiang Ji, so he obediently stood in the outer hall.

Shang Zhi pulled up the curtain, and Jiang Ji, who was lying on the couch, opened her eyes. Her pale face made her look very weak, but her eyes that saw through the world were so firm, as if she had determined something, and would move forward and never look back.

Shang Zhi was shocked, and I don’t know what happened to Jiang Ji.

Jiang Ji looked at Shang Zhi's stunned look, raised her eyes and cleaned her charming charm. A trace of light appeared on her pale face, and she could not see any weakness.

She opened her red lips lightly, "Little girl, I have something to ask you."

Shang Zhi slowly walked to the edge of the bamboo couch and sat on the mat, "Aren't you afraid that I won't agree?"

"I thought you were a good girl when I first met you. Your new clinic was deserted, so it wouldn't be great for me to create momentum for you?" Jiang Ji sat up with a bamboo couch, and her every move was full of charm.

Shang Zhi laughed and said, "Madam, why not express her intentions."

Jiang Ji's eyebrows and eyes stretched out, and a heart that was holding fell, "You told him that I had no time to live, only three years."

Shang Zhi was stunned, not sure why Jiang Ji said that she could only live for three years.

"My wife has a hidden secret? My fiancé and Mr. Li are classmates. With his talent and knowledge, even the fame of scholars can still take advantage of it. Why hasn't the children's exam been taken so far?" Shang Zhi decided to ask for the doubts in his heart when he saw Jiang Ji.

The smile on Jiang Ji's face was curled away, and there was a sad look in her eyes. Her hands were squeezing each other, but a beautiful smile appeared on her face, "Because his mother serves others with sex, he will cut off his future."

Shang Zhi looked at her with a smile to cover up her fragility and sorrow in her heart, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

Descendants of four origins, prostitutes, superiors, servants, and soldiers, cannot participate in the imperial examination.

Jiang Ji said that she was prostitute by sex.

Jiang Ji knew that Shang Zhi had misunderstood, but she did not explain. What is the difference between her current situation and a prostitute?

Jiang Ji didn't want Shang Zhi to look down on Li Mingli's background, "He is a clean and good child. I was his father's Mingmao and gave birth to him after marrying him, not an illegitimate child of unknown origin." She turned over and knelt on the bamboo couch, begging Shang Zhi. "Miss knows Mingli's talent, and I will definitely not delay him. Can you help me this time?"

Shang Zhi knew that Jiang Ji had her difficulties, and when she remembered Xue Shenzhi's talent mentioned Li Mingli, she nodded and agreed.

After bandaging Jiang Ji's wounds, she stayed for a quarter of an hour. Shang Zhi lifted the curtain and saw Fu Shen walking around the room, "You are the lady inside..."

Fushen said: "She is my concubine."

"I'm just the woman he raised outside." Jiang Ji Shiran walked out of the house and leaned against the wall, with a charming charm.

The rich gentleman kept silent.

Shang Zhi said: "Mrs. She is sick because she is not in good condition. It is best to reduce worries and keep her mood comfortable, so she can live for a few more years."

Fushen was shocked when he heard this, "How could it be... she is not a good person?"

Jiang Ji smiled and said, "I said it wasn't Aunt Feng who pushed me down and kowtowed my head, but I was exhausted and fell down and kowtowed myself. Now I don't have a few years to live and can't serve the master until I die. The master went home. Aunt Feng accompanied you for many years, gave birth to children for you, resolve misunderstandings with her, and don't be so kind to a woman like me."

Fushen's surname is Deng, and he is rich and is about his early fifties. After his original wife passed away, he never married Xuxian. He was addicted to Jiang Ji's beauty and did not give Jiang Ji a title because she had followed too many men and had a son by her side.

Jiang Ji used all her tricks to entangle Mr. Deng. He was kept by him for two years without getting tired of it, so he could see her methods. Now that Li Mingli is seventeen, Jiang Ji can no longer delay, so she will give her a dose of strong medicine. She hopes to stimulate Mr. Deng to take her back home, give Li Mingli an innocent identity and let him take the scientific examination.

Mr. Deng disagreed, "Don't talk nonsense, I will definitely cure you."

Jiang Jihun said indifferently: "It's the same for me whether he is alive or not. In the past, Mingli was still young, but now he has grown up and I have nothing to worry about." Then he said to Shang Zhi: "Girl, thank you!"

Shang Zhi shook her head, she just helped her say something.

Jiang Ji left Mr. Deng behind and left alone.

Mr. Deng was stunned. Jiang Ji always wanted to please him in front of him, so how could he ignore him?

I couldn't help but think in my heart, is it really a disease that has a serious illness and no medicine can be cured?

Mr. Deng put down the medical fee and hurriedly chased him out.

Shang Zhi looked at their departure backs, frowned, and sat beside Xue Shenzhi, staring at Yibishu, but after a long time, Shang Zhi's arms folded and lay on his back, "Li Mingli was unable to participate in the imperial examination because of his mother's identity. Now his mother is planning for his imperial examination. All I can do is help here, and I hope she can go smoothly."

Mr. Deng cares about Jiang Ji and has no original wife, so this matter is basically stable.

Xue Shenzhi no longer had the intention to read books. He put down the book and turned slightly to look at Shang Zhi and said, "Brother Li is very motivated and hardworking in his studies. He should not be bound by his identity. He knows that he cannot do anything but still can work tirelessly, and he is unwilling to be treated unfairly by fate. I think he will always stand out."

Shang Zhi nodded.

Gong Xingchen lay on the couch and stared at the two of them, "Wait, don't flirt with me for now, aren't you going to treat me?"

Shang Zhi looked up at Gong Xingchen, quickly got up and walked over, "I almost forgot about you."

"You have forgotten!" Gong Xingchen accused sadly.

Shang Zhi was guilty and stared at Gong Xingchen's face for a while. He saw that Gong Xingchen moved uneasyly and reached out to touch his cheek.

"What are you looking at?"

"I didn't look closely just now. After looking carefully, I found that my second brother was a little more handsome than yesterday."

Gong Xingchen was so happy that he touched his cheek again and said proudly: "Of course, I'm secretly trying the effect of the skin beauty you gave to my mother. Shanwu Novel Network"

Seeing that Gong Xingchen was distracted, Shang Zhi quietly let out a breath.

"Hey, it's not right! You didn't see me yesterday!" Gong Xingchen reacted and said dissatisfiedly: "Even if you coax me, you should use snacks and don't let me show it."

"My second brother is smarter than I thought. He made a mistake just now." Shang Zhi replied calmly.

Gong Xingchen was so angry that he had no temper when he was angry. He closed his eyes, turned his head towards the wall, and ignored Shang Zhi.

Shang Zhi pressed his chest and ordered Gong Xingchen to do a few moves. There was no pain in his chest and no symptoms of difficulty breathing. She breathed a sigh of relief and let out a long breath of turbid air.

Gong Xingchen knew that his lungs were Shang Zhi's heart knot, and now seeing her relaxed, he knew that there was nothing serious.

He turned over and sat up, thought of the important matter here, and asked Shang Zhi: "Your skin beauty products are really not going to be sold by a drug dealer?"

"Do you want to get a piece of the pie?" Shang Zhi couldn't see Gong Xingchen's mind? He was just a dog's nose, wherever there were business opportunities, where would he go.

"Of course, good things need to be fully promoted. In this way, you will earn more money!" Gong Xingchen stared at Shang Zhi with bright eyes, "Do you want to give it a try? One year... no, half a year, I will promote it to you all over the country, and you can see your skin beautification cream everywhere."

Shang Zhi didn't agree to Gong Xingchen, not to mention that his proposal was a win-win situation.

"I promise you."

When Gong Xingchen saw Shang Zhi agreeing, he said, "Your typhoid and cholera drugs are fully promoted, and many pharmacies support you. The profits of skin beauty products are immeasurable. You are exclusive here. Although the business is good, don't forget it, human wealth will be lost!"

There are always some people who sacrifice their lives just to seize a prescription worth a thousand gold.

It is precisely because of this that Gong Xingchen spoke. He knew that he had spoken and Shang Zhi would definitely agree.

Shang Zhi said to Gong Xingchen: "When my clinic is on track, we will start developing skin care products, and we will give it to you for your treatment."

Gong Xingchen agreed readily, "Okay."

After the skin beauty product matter was negotiated, Shang Zhi sent Gong Xingchen out and saw several diners coming out of Tongfu Restaurant. One of them was holding a jar of wine in his hand and took a few steps to take a sip of wine.

Shang Zhi looked at one of the people's expressions and walked over to ask him, "Do you feel anything uncomfortable?"

Tang Xiao looked at Shang Zhi unexpectedly, then at the clinic that had just opened behind her, raised her eyebrows and said, "My little lady, I am very strong. Your clinic is deserted and you want patients to come to your door, not to stop people in the street to ask about illness. Fortunately, you meet me and have no taboos about these."

Shang Zhi frowned and said, "You have symptoms and your face has already shown. Don't drink more alcohol and eat lighter."

Tang Xiao didn't care, so he drank a few sips of wine in front of Shang Zhi, raised his hand to wipe the wine stains on the corner of his lips, "I'm very good." Then, he took out a ingot of silver and threw it into Shang Zhi's arms, "I'm rewarding it, take it!"

Shang Zhi saw that Tang Xiao didn't take it seriously and was drinking. She held the silver in her hand tightly and prepared to go up and stop him, telling him that it would be better to ask the doctor to ask him for his pulse.

Gong Xingchen grabbed Shang Zhi's sleeve, "He has already shown impatience. If you bother him again, I'm afraid he will speak rudely."

Before Shang Zhi could speak, Tang Xiao, who had walked for several miles, felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

Everyone screamed.

A doctor rushed out in the clinic not far away to treat Tang Xiao, took his pulse, touched his nose with his fingers, and then got up and shook his head, "It's already a terrible pulse."

There is no help!

The people who were traveling with them were frightened. They looked at Tang Xiao, who was lying on the ground and had a blue face, and immediately remembered what Shang Zhi said just now, and were about to find Shang Zhi to come and take a look.

Shang Zhi had already come over, and the servant of the Tang family was shocked. When he saw Shang Zhi kneeling and kowtowing like pounding garlic, "Girl, you just saw the young master's illness. Please save him!"

Everyone surrounded him and pointed at Tang Xiao.

"This person is so angry that he can still cure him?"

"Dr. Liu is the most skilled in medical skills here. He said he should prepare for his funeral after death. Can this little girl be cured?"

"Hey, this girl was stitching stitches for people in Tongfu Restaurant before. Maybe she has magical skills and can cure her!"

Everyone talked all the time. When they said this, someone sneered: "This person is dead, can he survive with just two stitches?"

"Shh! Stop talking, she went to save people. It's so stupid. This is the young master of the Tang family. She was dead, so she avoided suspicion and went to treat her. If she couldn't be cured, the Tang family would definitely take this life on her."

Shang Zhi pushed away the person surrounding Tang Xiao, with a cold expression and checked Tang Xiao's vital signs. Her breathing and heartbeat had stopped. She knelt on the ground and immediately had CPR.
To be continued...