Han Shaoyuan didn''t expect that the place where the second master of the family would meet would be the brothel. As soon as he entered the door, he was almost suffocated by the strong smell of fat and powder. Several girls dressed in colorful clothes greeted him with bright eyes, pulled left and right, and tried their best to do business for the handsome little brother.
Although Han Shaoyuan looks like a fool and a ruffian on weekdays, if he is changed into a rich and beautiful shirt, he is a full dandy. He has also seen the women doctors in the imperial hospital show their kindness frequently and practice a thick skin, but he has never seen such a real sword, real gun, bare back and sweating nervously. Um! In fact, his heart is still shy and pure. When he lived to 20, he only took Chen miner''s hand, and under very legitimate circumstances.
Being embarrassed and at a loss, the middle-aged man who brought him took out a few silver tickets and easily sent off the girls who were entangled with Han Shaoyuan.
Han Shaoyuan couldn''t help but be depressed. It turned out that his charm was far less than a few pieces of paper.
The middle-aged man took Han Shaoyuan to the third floor, stopped at the door of a room, bowed and said, "my master is waiting for adults inside."
Han Shaoyuan sniffed, "I think your master is in good spirits. He can still come to such a place."
He pushed the door in carelessly.
Han Shaoyuan knew in his heart that in fact, the more this mixed place, the less it would arouse the suspicion of others. Second master an knew this well.
An Erye sat there happily and thought for himself. When he saw Han Shaoyuan coming, he didn''t get up and pointed with one hand: "please sit down."
Han Shaoyuan sat down generously: "you didn''t come to me to see a doctor!"
He looked directly at the graceful second master an, who was nearly 50 years old and had a wealth of thousands. He was the most famous rich businessman in Shanxi. However, he didn''t have the slightest smell of copper. Instead, he had the smell of elegant and sparse books. His eyes were also very peaceful. Unlike other businessmen, they showed shrewd calculations.
Not like a businessman, but like a scholar. Han Shaoyuan gave his evaluation in his heart.
However, the second master''s next move changed Han Shaoyuan''s mind immediately.
An ER ye took out a stack of silver notes from his arms and pushed them in front of him.
Han Shaoyuan visually checked that there were about ten silver notes with a face value of 500 Liang. This number made him take a cold breath, and he was disgusted: indeed, he was rich and rich. Although the silver note was light, he could also hit people dizzy.
Seeing Han Shaoyuan''s straight eyes and dull eyes, an Erye smiled knowingly and said slowly, "today, I asked Han Yuyi to come here to see a doctor."
Han Shaoyuan regained consciousness and looked at him straight: "are you sick? I don''t think so."
An Erye smiled so gently and said, "heart disease, a heart disease that has stuck in my heart for 14 years."
Han Shaoyuan shook his head: "I can''t cure this."
An Erye pointed to the silver tickets on the table and said calmly, "if the Korean imperial doctor can elaborate on what he said in tianxiangju the day before yesterday, these silver tickets will belong to the Korean imperial doctor."
"The day before yesterday? Tianxiangju?" Han Shaoyuan smiled and said, "I drank too much that day. I don''t know what I said."
An Erye smiled: "sudden death after drinking."
Han Shaoyuan''s face changed and said, "the Royal Hospital has rules. Some words can''t be publicized."
"Don''t worry, doctor Han, if what you say here today comes out of your mouth and into my ears, no third party will know." second master an promised.
Han Shaoyuan pursed his mouth and looked complex. He seemed to struggle between money and hospital regulations. For a long time, he seemed to be cruel and said, "you promise."
An Erye nodded slightly. His eyes were still gentle and smiling, but he had the power to calm people''s hearts.