"Mother Li, who is the doctor with the best medical skills in the capital?" Murong Rou asked in a low voice, his eyes serious.
Nanny Li is Murong Rou's dowry mother, she has won her trust, no matter how big or small, she will not hide anything from Nanny Li.
Murong Rou's question was cryptic, but Nanny Li understood: "Ma'am, the imperial physician in the palace just checked your pulse a while ago. There is nothing wrong with your body, so there is no need to seek medical advice. You won't be able to conceive a baby." Young master, it's just that the time has not come!"
Murong Rou's eyes were gloomy, and she sighed heavily: "It has been twelve years since Qingyan was born, and I have never been pregnant. If I continue to wait like this according to God's will, I don't know how long it will take, and my age has not allowed me Just keep waiting..."
Nanny Li was startled, and suddenly remembered that Murong Rou was already in her thirties and had reached the late stage of childbearing. If she wanted to have a child, she had to get pregnant as soon as possible. She really couldn't wait any longer: "What are you going to do Madam?"
Murong Rou looked around for no one, lowered her voice and said, "Go and inquire, see if there is any secret recipe, secret medicine..."
She and Tianwen are not young anymore, whether it is for the future of the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion or for her status in the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion, she must have an eldest son who belongs to them...
There are many strange people among the people, and there are also many secret recipes and secret medicines that are not known to outsiders, and they will definitely make her wish come true!
"Secret recipe for pregnancy?" Li Nanny's eyes were deep, and she said in a low voice: "A few days ago, my servant passed by a medical clinic and heard the staff of the medical clinic showing off to people that they have a secret recipe for giving birth to a son..."
"Really?" Murong Rou was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Where is that clinic? Take me there quickly."
"This... I don't know if it's true or not. Why don't you let the slaves go and ask..." Nanny Li suggested softly: There are many doctors with excellent medical skills in the capital, but there are also many bluffing and deceiving ones. their so-called secret recipe.
"Let's go together!" Murong Rou said with a gloomy gaze, "I want to know as soon as possible whether the secret formula for giving birth to a son is true or not!"
Huichuntang is a small medical clinic. It was almost noon, and the medical clinic was quiet and empty. There were no patients. A medicine boy was wiping the counter and the medicine box with a muslin cloth.
Murong Rou gently supported Nanny Li's hand, and when she walked into Huichun Hall, the drug boy saw her at a glance, and ran over to greet her enthusiastically: "Ma'am, I'm going to see a doctor, or grab some medicine!"
"I heard that your clinic has a secret formula for conceiving a son?" Murong Rou glanced at the little drug boy, and asked straight to the point without saying a word of nonsense.
The little drug boy was startled, and looked at Murong Rou carefully, only to see that she was wearing a moon-white skirt, her jet-black hair was loosely tied up with only a silver hairpin, and she wore simple silver earrings on her ears. Her face was covered with a moon-white veil, and only a pair of shrewd eyes were revealed, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly!
Didn't he just come here to ask for a secret recipe for giving birth to a son, and he won't say much, is it necessary to be so secretive? She didn't want to reveal her identity, and he didn't bother to ask more.
The little drug boy snorted in disdain, but had a smile on his face: "Yes, the secret recipe for giving birth to a son is the treasure of our clinic!"
"Has anyone used the secret recipe? Does it work?" This is what Murong Rou is most concerned about. She doesn't want to spend a lot of money to buy back a useless prescription.
"Don't worry, ma'am, Huichuntang has been open in the capital for five or six years. The prescriptions and medicines are absolutely effective. If you use the secret recipe for giving birth to a son and it doesn't work, you can come and smash our brand at any time..." The little drug boy spoke every word with a proud tone.
Murongrou nodded lightly, Huichuntang is relatively reputable in the capital, there is really no need to ruin its foundation in the capital just for a prescription: "I'm going to buy that prescription, please make a price!"
"This..." Xiaoyaotong's confident smile suddenly froze, and he smiled embarrassedly: "To tell you the truth, the secret recipe was handed down by our master, and it has always been in the hands of the master. If you want The secret recipe must be discussed in detail with the master!"
It is not a glorious thing to give birth to a son with a secret recipe. She just wanted to buy the secret recipe quietly, and the less people she had contact with, the better. Unexpectedly, the little drug boy in front of her could not make the decision...
Murong Rou felt a little irritable, and said angrily: "Then where is your boss now?"
"It's right here!" Accompanied by an indistinct voice, a middle-aged man opened the curtain and came out. He was about forty years old, wearing a dark blue brocade robe with a loose belt that seemed to be tied. , the hair is a little messy, the eyes are misty, and the pupils are slightly red, as if they haven't woken up yet.
Step by step, he staggered forward, as if he would fall down at any moment!
The corner of Xiao Yaotong's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Fourth Master, let me make you a cup of hangover tea!" The hangover is still not fully awake, and his boss is also a strange thing.
"No need!" The middle-aged man waved the little drug boy aside, walked slowly in front of Murong Rou, and looked down at her: "Do you want to buy my family's ancestral secret recipe for giving birth to a son?"
The strong smell mixed with the residual smell of wine rushed towards the face, and Murong Rou frowned tightly, and said angrily: "That's right, please make a price."
"Hehe!" The middle-aged man smirked twice, sat on the chair next to him, took a sip of the warm tea in front of him, his eyes became much clearer, and he looked at Murong Rou with a half-smile: "This secret recipe can make people Extending the heirs, benefiting the family, the price is not low... "
"How much do you want? Please ask for a price." Murong Rou interrupted him impatiently, with unconcealable disgust flashing in her eyes, if it wasn't for the secret recipe, she wouldn't be standing here calmly with such a drunk say.
"I don't want money!" The middle-aged man said suddenly.
Murong Rou was startled: "No money? Then what do you want?"
The middle-aged man looked at her, and lowered his voice mysteriously: "I want my wife to help me arrange a marriage. I want a beautiful official girl under the age of twenty..."
Murong Rou sneered disdainfully, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of sarcasm: "You are just a lowly businessman who runs a medicine shop, you are in your forties, and you want to marry a young official's daughter as your wife, are you drunk? Toad If you want to eat swan meat, it's not your way of eating..."
The middle-aged man's complexion instantly became gloomy and terrifying, he glared at Murong Rou viciously, and said in a word: "I am the younger brother of Xu Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and I am currently the history of the Ministry of Industry, so I am not a lowly merchant..."