Supreme Spiritual Physician

[Easy Machiavellian + Fantasy] On the way back to Beijing, Wu Lan picked up an astonishingly beautiful woman on Jingting Flower Street, a famous place for fun in Shaoguo. She was simple and stupid. She had only good looks, but could do nothing, had no name, and did not know her own life experience. Regardless of the hidden danger, Wu Lan boldly took her in and named her Bai Hua. From then on, the two brothers from the Wu Mansion tried their best to educate her, using various methods. One was a black-faced one and the other was a white-faced one. They managed to teach a useless useless girl from knowing nothing to a generation of brilliant doctors. Wu Xiu took her with him at all times and taught her the art of strategy in person. She quickly grew from a young and ignorant girl to an outstanding strategist. She was also very knowledgeable in business. While helping Wu Xiu in business, he treated diseases and saved people, and at the same time, he used the name of treating diseases and saving people to explore the mystery of his life experience in the circle of nobles in Kyoto. Small Theater He had just gotten off the bed and lay down on the couch as if he were boneless. This had never happened before. He was always in high spirits and in good spirits, but now he was still clutching his chest. Bai Hua walked up to him and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?" "I'm sick." There's no need to bother pretending to be sick in front of Bai Hua. Even if his face is rosy and his eyes are bright, she won't doubt him. "Sick?" Bai Hua stretched out her hand to check his pulse, then touched his forehead and said, "But you look very energetic." Except for the hand on his chest, everything was normal with him. If he put it below, he would look like he was full, so she suspected that he put it in the wrong place. "There are all kinds of diseases." "What's wrong with you?" She frowned, unable to figure it out. Pointing to his heart, "Here." "Ah..." He pondered for a moment, his heart was beating a little too fast. He ran to the house to get a silver needle, pointed it at the shoulder blade, and prepared to prick it. "I just learned a few tricks from my husband. I'll just give you a few needles." He quickly blocked it with his hand and said, "There's no need for the acupuncture. Come here and rub it for me." "Where to rub?" "Of course, rub whatever feels uncomfortable." Bai Hua glanced at his chest, frightened by his intimidation, instinctively frightened, and a little unable to do anything. Under his glare, he quickly ran over with an obedient "Huh", put his hand on his chest, and rubbed him gently, "How is it? Are you feeling better?" Before he could answer, he immediately frowned, "No, why are you jumping faster and faster?" He chuckled without moving his face, "You can't even diagnose this minor illness, and you still claim to be a monk." Bai Hua couldn't bear to listen to his ridicule, so he simply rolled up his sleeves and said seriously, "I don't believe it. I can't find anything wrong with you. Maybe you have stayed up too late recently, and you are flustered and short of breath. It seems that rubbing is useless, so I might as well get an acupuncture. Don't be afraid, Mr. Master, my acupuncture skills are very good, and my husband praises me." "Are you sure that my heart won't stop when you take this needle?" He hit her hard as always, got up and hid, took the book and lay back on the bed, leaning half of his body on the bed, and glanced at her, "Come here, this might be better, put the silver needle down, and then help me rub it. My body is not for you to practice acupuncture." Bai Hua rolled his eyes, but did not dare to complain. He put down the silver needle and walked towards him. When he saw his deliberately seductive posture, he stopped immediately. He frowned and felt that he was behaving strangely today, but he still walked over hesitantly. Ps: Please support and collect.(ˉεˉ)～