Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 732: Respect him as your father and keep him in your heart

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Respect him as your father and keep him in your heart

Feng Yuheng had never seen Concubine Yun cry before. In her impression, Concubine Yun was either laughing and joking, or she was arrogant and didn't care about anything. With her two sons The room is neither big nor small, very harmonious.

But now, she could clearly see a little sparkle in Concubine Yun's eyes when she looked at Yao Xian. But it was only for a moment. The stubborn Concubine Yun quickly put away her tears and continued to say to Yao Xian: "Because I remember that my uncle told me before he left that the person you want to marry in this life does not have to be a powerful person. You don’t have to be handsome, but you must treat me well and wholeheartedly. My uncle said that our village is very good, the people are honest and the people’s hearts are simple. People are happiest when they can live in a place like that. You hope that I can stay in the village all my life. If you are happy inside, you must not be like my mother, who was deceived by people outside the village. But...I was really deceived. Not only was I deceived, I also followed him and left the village. Although the plague was rampant at the time, I had no choice but to , but it wasn’t until I followed him back to his home that I realized that he was the king of a country. In his home, he already had a wife, concubines, and children... They say one wife, two concubines, three mistresses, and four slaves, so at that time I Counting on my fingers, I can’t even rank him as the fifth son. He already has so many sons."

Concubine Yun's voice was filled with loneliness and extreme ridicule. Facing Yao Xian, she was like a child who had done something wrong, scared and aggrieved. But her words only aroused Yao Xian's sympathy, but did not resonate. Yao Xian tried his best to dig out this paragraph in the memory of the original owner. Unfortunately, it failed in the end, and it turned out that there were shadows living in the cottage. No matter how many memories there are, there is no way to get them. The memory of the original owner he inherited was not as perfect as that of Feng Yuheng. After all, the original owner was already very old when he died. In addition, when Feng Yuheng came, the body was only twelve years old. From the time the original owner could remember when he was three or four years old, the memory In less than ten years, nature has clearly remained. Yao Xian's original owner treated countless injuries and illnesses throughout his life. The incident involving Concubine Yun happened more than thirty years ago, so it was normal for him not to remember.

Concubine Yun didn't even ask Yao Xian if he could remember her. It seemed that Yao Xian's reaction had little to do with her. She just wanted to talk, just wanted to speak for herself, and say what she had been holding in her heart for so many years. It feels better.

Fortunately, Yao Xian and Feng Yuheng are both very patient people, and they really want to hear Concubine Yun’s story, so the three of them sat in the main hall of Lou Yue Guan and said this, Chatting, drinking tea, and eating fruit snacks from noon to evening, Yao Xian finally had some impressions of the past in his mind. I vaguely remember that the original owner rescued a pregnant woman in a deep mountain decades ago. He also wanted to find some rare herbs when he went into the mountain. After rescuing the pregnant woman, he went to the cottage. The people in the cottage were very welcoming. , he stayed for several years, and it was during those years that he developed many special effects of herbal medicine.

But in the end, it was still the same sentence. In Yao's memory, the memory of Concubine Yun and her daughter was very shallow. This also let Yao Xian know that the original owner in the past was actually a person with weak emotions and devoted himself to medicine. In the novel, rescuing lives and rescuing the wounded is just his job and a professional behavior, but he doesn't have a deep memory of who he is saving. Even during those years, he was indifferent to the Yao family. He was alone in the mountains, leaving the Yao family in the capital. Calculating, the original owner's youngest son should not be old at that time.

But that was something in the past after all. Yao Xian couldn't remember it now, and Concubine Yun didn't expect him to have much memory of her. Everything was fine, they just talked a lot, and Feng Yuheng was in the middle. After all, the atmosphere is much better than when we first came in.

Feng Yuheng and Yao Xian left the palace in the evening. When they left, Concubine Yun looked relaxed. It was always a good thing to fulfill a wish, and Yao Xian's lack of intimacy made her feel relieved. A lot of baggage. Later, she thought that this was actually the best ending. She remembered that he also had an impression, neither far nor close, neither close nor distant. In addition, now that Ah Heng is here, there is another connection between the two. This feeling is very good. No matter what, she respected him as her father and kept it in her heart, that was enough.

Feng Yuheng still cleverly used the space to take Yao Xian out of the palace. It was not until she returned to the princess's mansion and entered her room that she dismissed everyone and slipped into the space.

At that time, Yao Xian was pacing among the medicine cabinets on the first floor. When he saw Feng Yuheng coming in, he quickly said: "When I was in the palace just now, I recalled Yao Xian's previous memories and found that he came to the cottage He went there because he wanted to find some rare medicinal materials, and the direction of their development was also for special medicines such as anti-inflammatory and analgesic. Unfortunately, the medicine he finally developed was already a big improvement in this era. , but compared with the Western medicine of later generations, it is completely useless."

Feng Yuheng nodded, "Yes, although the medicine of this era cannot be said to be very backward, compared with later generations, it is still too crude. Whether it is medicines or techniques, including the doctors' ideas, There is room for improvement. Few people can think of studying the rudiments of surgery like Song Kang, but when it comes to this, Song Kang was inspired by a tribe native."

"Aheng." Yao Xian looked at her seriously: "I know you have the idea to popularize advanced medical knowledge in this life, but have you ever thought about how difficult it would be? Not to mention that these medicines are not just for you and me. It is definitely impossible to do it with the power of the medicine. The only way is to take it out from this space. But once the medicine leaves this space, it has a shelf life. The world is so big, it is okay for you to only manage a Baicao Hall in the capital. Once the branch is too big, If there are too many, it will be a problem for you to restock. Ah Heng, even if your imagination is beautiful, it must be realistic."

"I know." Feng Yuheng nodded, feeling physically and mentally exhausted, "I have also thought about the difficulties, but I still won't give up if I don't give it a try. Grandpa, you said God arranged for us to come to this place, after all. What is it for? It is impossible for everyone to die, there will be another arrangement, and this Dashun Dynasty does not exist in the history we are familiar with. It seems to come out of thin air. Sometimes I always wonder, what is the end of all this? Is it real? If Dashun City does not exist in historical time and space, then who am I?" She said a little excitedly. This is an idea that has always existed in her mind, but she never dared to say it . Sometimes, even if she suspected that all of this was an illusion and an illusion, she would not dare to say it out loud, for fear that something would be destroyed at the first touch. But here, there are too many existences that she cares about.

"This is too much to think about." Yao Xian told her, "Not the history we know is the real history, historians are just speculations and conjectures based on the traces left by an era. The so-called Xia, Shang, Western Zhou, and the so-called Spring and Autumn and Warring States, which of them were personally experienced by later generations? They are historians, not gods. They also have mistakes and omissions. Just because they didn't say it, it means it doesn't exist. Likewise, It’s not that we don’t know, it means nothingness.”

"Grandpa, do you mean that the Dashun Dynasty still existed in history? It's just that historians of later generations haven't discovered it yet?" She frowned and thought about it again, but then shook her head, "Normally, it shouldn't be. Dashun's level of prosperity is not that of the Xia, Shang and Western Zhou dynasties. It is... very close to the Tang and Song dynasties. Sometimes I even feel that its civilization has reached the level of the Ming Dynasty. This is close to that of later generations. How is it possible that historians can’t find even a single trace of the history of footsteps?”

"That's another possibility." Yao Xian said again: "There is another situation called 'parallel space'. Different characters live in different spaces, at the same time, in parallel time and space. Because we are parallel, we can never meet. We live our lives, and they live their lives. We would never know each other's existence, but in a death, we accidentally traveled through the parallel point and reached the other side. Child , Grandpa said this, can you understand it?"

It’s a strange statement, but Feng Yuheng understands it. After all, she comes from the 21st century, and science and technology have reached that era, so what can’t be said? So, she nodded and said nothing more. Ban Zuo was still asked to take Yao Xian back to the Yao family, but Yao Xian said to her before leaving: "You are right to do this. Grandpa shares the joys and sorrows with you, but the Yao family are not our real relatives after all. My child, you Take care of yourself."

The first snow of the year didn't fall until mid-November, and then it started to fall so heavily that the thick snow on the streets covered the uppers of my shoes. People were speculating about whether there would be a winter disaster that year. Fortunately, the snow only stopped like this and did not continue.

Feng Yuheng walked on the street with Wangchuan Huangquan, looked at a few shops, and then walked aimlessly. Huang Quan said that she was thinking of His Highness Ninth Prince. Feng Yuheng refused to admit it, but she was thinking about it in her heart. Why didn't he even send a letter back after so long?

As the three of them walked, they arrived at the door of An's embroidery shop. Looking around, the shop was quite busy. There were many people buying embroidery products, and some were picking up goods, carrying large and small bags and walking out. Huang Quan said: "Aunt An's shop is booming, and she and the third lady can live a better life."

Wangchuan also whispered: "Yes! I heard that under Feng Fendai's instigation, the fifth prince reduced the petty money given to the Feng family by half, and even Feng Jinyuan could barely support the expenses alone, let alone It’s not worth spending money on Third Miss and Aunt An. Fortunately, they have their own shop and don’t expect others to support it.”

"If you ask me, Feng Jinyuan deserves it." Huang Quan agreed with Fendai's approach this time, "It's only a powerful character like Feng Fendai who should take care of him. He is still a father. How can he deserve it?" What does dad look like? Didn't Prince Lian say that when he came to our Princess's Mansion last time, Feng Jinyuan learned to climb the wall, and once he jumped directly from the wall of Feng Mansion to the side of Lian Mansion, his arm was bleeding from the fall. Later, Feng Fendai didn't even ask for a doctor, so she just let him hold on like that. I heard that he screamed in the house for several days before the pain stopped."

As I was talking, I heard someone behind me shouting rudely: "Miss Feng, please get out of the way when you go out! Get out of the way!"