When Song Xun traveled to a dynasty with an imaginary background, he thought he would guard the lonely mountain with his original grandfather, grow herbs, inherit his grandfather's mantle, and become a benevolent and benevolent doctor.
However, there was a heavy rain while collecting medicine. Song Xun came to a cave to take shelter from the rain, and unexpectedly picked up a young man who was covered in blood and had a weak breath...
With the priority of saving lives and healing the wounded, Song Xun couldn't care less. Finally, he took the boy back to the hut and treated the boy with his grandfather.
After the boy woke up, he was weak and seemed to have lost his memory. Song Xun gradually discovered something unusual - the child seemed to have a mental problem.
Song Xun, who was originally an orphan, sympathized with the young man's plight and decided to use companionship to relieve the young man's heartache.
Unexpectedly, the boy was found by his family three years later. When he left, Song Xun burst into tears. He was relieved that the person in front of him was reunited with his family. He was completely unaware of the reluctance and disgust for the family hidden deep in his eyes. He only felt that the other party was hugging him tighter and tighter.
Three years later, Song Xun came to Xuanhu Villa in Yunjing, which was dedicated to teaching medicine and training doctors. Song Xun would keep to himself, diligently study medical skills and carry them out to the end. But no one could have imagined that one time when the seventh prince came to the villa to seek medical treatment, he would be asked to see him by name.
"Please be polite when you see a doctor later and don't offend the Seventh Prince."
Song Xun nodded to express his understanding.
He followed the master into the room, saluted, and did not raise his head the whole time. When he stepped forward to feel his pulse, the seventh prince held his hand instead, and Song Xun raised his head in confusion.
"Little benefactor, why don't you look at me?"
Song Xun looked at the tall man sitting in front of him, who gradually overlapped with the sickly young man in his memory.
Song Xun's eyes widened:? ? !
PS: In ancient times, both attack and reception will return to modern times, and the ending is he! He! He!
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Attack: (xuān)(zhǐ)/Qingshan (beauties pretending to be ill in the early stage, aloof autism)
Accepted by: Song Xun
I write purely out of my hobby, so I politely decline writing guidance. However, please feel free to point out any mistakes~
The Buddhist series is updated, it is not recommended to follow the update~ (I am crying and crying, it is so painful)
Intention: to do good deeds