General, Madam Called You To Farm

Meiji and Killer also guarded outside all night. Fortunately for Wei Ting, Zhuge Qing's house has a roof, unlike the alchemy room which is bare, Wei Ting can only stand in the backyard and soak in the rain.

However, the wind was too strong, and the clothes of the two of them were still wet.

Zhuge Qing closed the door so no one could get in.

Meiji squatted on the ground and drew circles: What do you think is wrong with Mr.? It rained all night, Mr.'s legs must be in terrible pain.

On rainy days, the cold syndrome will be more severe, especially the stone pulp has not had much effect.

The killer didn't speak.

Why don't you say anything? Meiji asked dissatisfied.

The killer hesitated to speak, and at this moment, Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao walked over here.

Meiji threw away the pebble in her hand, walked quickly to the two of them, glanced at Su Xiaoxiao first, and said the first thing: You seem to have been beaten.

The second sentence: Is the medicine ready?

Wei Ting squeezed the small box in his hand: It's done.

Show me! Show me! Meiji briefly reached a peaceful coexistence mode with the blind man.

Wei Ting refused straight away: If you don't give it, the medicine will be cold when you open it.

Mei Ji: You are definitely taking revenge on me!

The killer also looked at the two of them.

Compared to the bluffing Mei Ji, he seemed much calmer.

His deep and sharp eyes swept over the two of them, and he never let up in the slightest because of the brotherhood between Wei Ting and Zhuge Qing.

In his eyes, there are only two kinds of people, Mr. and others.

Wei Ting met his scrutiny lightly: How long do we have to watch? My second brother is suffering.

The killer stepped aside slowly, and opened the door for Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao.

The three little ones occupied Zhuge Qing's bed, and Zhuge Qing slept in the study last night.

The two walked around the screen and came to a simple bed, looking at Zhuge Qing's slightly pale face.

Second brother. Wei Ting called him.

Zhuge Qing didn't respond.

Wei Ting stepped forward and grabbed his wrist: Second Brother! Second Brother!

Not dead yet. Zhuge Qing said lightly.

Wei Ting frowned and said, Your body is so hot.

It will be fine when the rain stops. Zhuge Qing said weakly.

Wei Ting didn't want his second brother to suffer from the pain anymore, so he sat down beside the bed and helped him up: Second brother, the medicine is ready.

Meiji and Killer also followed in.

Su Xiaoxiao poured a glass of warm water and said to Zhuge Qing: It's still the same sentence, I'm not sure about the efficacy of the medicine, if it doesn't work...

The killer said: Sir, he wrote the last words last night.

Su Xiaoxiao: ...It doesn't have to be.

Even if the medicine didn't work, Zhuge Qing would never be poisoned to death on the spot, but judging from Zhuge Qing's current state, if the medicine didn't work, he wouldn't survive this month and would die of cold.

Wei Ting opened the small box and took out a steaming brown pill, Su Xiaoxiao handed it warm water: Chew it.

Zhuge Qing looked at her tired face and smiled slightly: Thank you.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled: As long as the second brother gets better, all the hard work will be worth it!

It is definitely not for double consultation fees!

Zhuge Qing took the medicine.

Then came the long wait.

...

On the other side, Yu Wenxi woke up early.

She left Mo Xie to take care of the two children, while she blatantly left the Imperial Palace.

The guards wanted to stop her, but none of them could beat her.

Last night she couldn't sleep because of Zhuge Qing's matter, she thought of many ways, and finally decided to ask the Western Jin Emperor face to face.

The Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty was a diligent emperor today, and he went to the imperial study to review the memorials.

As soon as he sat down, he heard someone report that the princess was coming.

Looking at the king's expression with his father-in-law, the Western Jin Emperor frowned and put down the booklet: Let her in!

He father-in-law brought Yu Wenxi in.

The Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty asked displeasedly: You are becoming more and more presumptuous, what do you take my imperial decree for?

After the agreed ban, he ran out every day.

Yu Wenxi said seriously: I have something to ask my father for confirmation, and it's about Zhuge Qing.

Hearing Zhuge Qing, Emperor Xijin's expression relaxed a bit: What's the matter with him?

Yu Wenxi asked: Father, did you ask Qin Su to heal his leg?

The Western Jin Emperor asked back: Qin Su told you?

Yu Wenxi said: That's not true, that girl dare not say, I discovered it myself.

The Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty snorted, How did you find out?

Yu Wenxi said lightly: Zhuge Qing needs a medicinal herb, and that medicinal herb was bought by one of my aides. She was afraid that she would not give it to her, and lied that she was treating a friend. Father, don't ask me too much. How did you expose her? I have been a princess for so many years, and I am not completely incapable.

When the Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty heard this, not only was he not angry, but he was in a good mood.

It seems that the double consultation fee worked, and the girl decided to treat Zhuge Qing.

Yu Wenxi looked at the expression of the Western Jin Emperor, and knew that Su Xiaoxiao was not lying, and that the Western Jin Emperor had indeed asked her to heal Zhuge Qing's leg.

Her mood is very conflicted.

On the one hand, Zhuge Qing is her deadly enemy, and she does not want Zhuge Qing to be cured.

On the other hand, if Su Xiaoxiao put someone to death and the Western Jin Emperor blamed him, Su Xiaoxiao would inevitably be implicated.

She muttered depressedly: What's the matter!

...

After the pill enters the body, it takes about two quarters of an hour to take effect.

Zhuge Qing first felt that the pain had eased, and his legs were no longer pricked by needles, nor the discomfort of being bitten by thousands of ants.

This process was very slow. At first, he just thought that the rain had stopped, and the pain in his legs naturally eased.

But in the afternoon, the pain almost disappeared.

It almost means that there is still a little pain, but it is much easier than ever.

Wei Ting asked Fusu, Ah Fu, and Xing'er to send the three little guys to the old master to play for a day. They stood by the bed closely, observing every change of Zhuge Qing.

In the evening, there was a trace of blood on his pale face.

He is hungry.

In the past few years, he has been tortured by illness and has no appetite, and now he finally has a little appetite.

A Yuan was very excited: Sir, what do you want to eat? I will do it right away!

Zhuge Qing thought for a while: I want to eat... pearl balls.

Xiaohu's pig balls.

I'll do it, I'll do it! Ah Yuan hurriedly made glutinous rice balls. My husband doesn't eat meat, so he made them with lotus root and glutinous rice.

Su Xiaoxiao would give him a pulse every half an hour, and the pulse became smoother, the coldness in the body was dissipating, and everything was developing in a good direction, it seemed that the prescription was right for the symptoms.

A Yuan brought in the steamed pearl balls.

Zhuge Qing ate two.

There is a taste.

A Yuan, put less salt next time.

A Yuan's eyes were red.

The husband never talked about his illness, so Mei Ji and the others didn't know that the food he ate was tasteless.

If he hadn't put salt into glutinous rice balls as sugar once, he might not have known that Mr. has lost his sense of taste.

He wept with joy: Great... Sir, you are finally recovered...

Before he could finish speaking, Zhuge Qing suddenly trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone turned pale with horror.

Wei Ting: Second brother!

Meiji: Sir!

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly pinched his pulse: It's not poisoned...

Mei Ji asked anxiously: Why would Mr. Poison vomit blood? Is your prescription correct?

Su Xiaoxiao pondered: The prescription is symptomatic, otherwise his pulse condition would not improve. As for the reason for vomiting blood—

The reason is that your prescription is only half.

A strange voice suddenly appeared at the gate.

The killer and Meiji rushed over, ready to fight.

The other party raised his head, revealing a face full of vicissitudes under the lantern.

It's you? Meiji recognized him.

Wei Ting came over: Who is he?

Mei Ji said angrily: He is Feng Xiaoran's pharmacist, what is his name Sai Hua Tuo!

The killer clenched the ring-sword at his waist.

Sai Huatuo sighed: I have no malicious intentions, I have come to see Mr.

Mei Ji said coldly: You traitor, do you deserve to mention Mr.? Have you forgotten who rescued you from the island? Then you turned around and joined Mr.'s deadly enemy, and even sold him the news of Mr. You kind of person, I wish I could cut you into pieces!

She raised her hand to kill Sai Hua Tuo.

Wei Ting stopped her and said to Sai Hua Tuo: You just said that the prescription is only half.

Sai Huatuo said: If my guess is correct, you got the prescription from a pharmacist, right? That prescription recorded a patient's medical record, and his symptoms were very similar to Mr.'s.

Su Xiaoxiao stood at the door, looking at him fixedly: What's your relationship with that person?

Sai Huatuo said seriously: He is my evil disciple. He stole all those medical skills and manuscripts from me. However, that prescription is not complete. The pill you made according to the prescription is also effective. , but only half the cure.

Su Xiaoxiao took a deep look at him: You write a few words to me first.

Sai Huatuo picked up a branch on the ground and started writing on the soil.

The handwriting is the same as that in the medical book.

Su Xiaoxiao believed that those medical books and manuscripts belonged to him, but she didn't expect to meet the master of the Western Jin pharmacist here.

Su Xiaoxiao said: You come in and say.

Mei Ji didn't want this traitor to come in, the killer pulled Mei Ji away.

Wei Ting took Sai Huatuo into Zhuge Qing's house.

Meiji looked at his back coldly: He dares to touch a hair of Mr., I will kill him!

Sai Huatuo came to the bed.

Zhuge Qing had already fainted.

He got Zhuge Qing's pulse, and asked A Yuan to bring over the dregs of the medicine that Su Xiaoxiao had refined.

The elixir is fine.

Not only is there no problem, it can even be said that he has practiced very well. If it were him, he might not be able to practice so well.

Mr. Ke vomited blood. Mei Ji said.

Sai Huatuo said: What I spit out is the cold air in my body and blood stasis. It's not a bad thing. My husband's tendons have become smoother. At least for half a year, I don't have to worry about my husband's life anymore.

What about half a year later? Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Sai Huatuo said: After half a year, I will refine the medicine according to the remaining half of the prescription, and it will make my husband heal.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him suspiciously: How did you know about this disease?

Sai Huatuo paused, and said in a low voice: The patient recorded in the handbook...is my son. I traveled all over the world to find medicine for him, just to cure his cold, but unfortunately he couldn't wait until that day.

Everyone fell silent.

Sai Huatuo said: I have collected more than half of the medicinal materials in the prescription, and I can give them to you. There are still four medicines left, one is in Feng Xiaoran's hands, and the other is in the third prince's residence.

Little cuties, do you still have a guaranteed monthly pass?