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Why did the old Duke lower his posture so much? It was because this person was known to the whole country as the [Hua Ren Holy Hand].

Although he is now over 50 years old, when he was young, he single-handedly prepared the antidote for the plague that killed more than 100,000 people.

It is almost equivalent to saving the people of Jiahe.

At that time, the late emperor bestowed upon him the title of Hua Tuo, the reincarnation of the ancient world.

However, he was not interested in fame or fortune, and would travel around the world from time to time, visiting various countries and providing free medical treatment.

Therefore, in many countries, he enjoys a very high reputation and status, whether among the royal family or the common people, but he is a low-key person.

I was lucky enough to have this miracle doctor treat my child once, and he helped me make the snow lotus balls.

He turned around and glanced at his son, trying to figure out something from his expression. Why did this miracle doctor suddenly come to the Duke's Mansion? Could it be...

Thinking of a possibility, he was a little unsteady on his feet, pointed at Zhongli Weiran and asked,

"How many days do you have left?"

Zhongli Weiran's face darkened as he looked at the old man who was sitting leisurely watching the show. His expression became worse and worse.

Lu Huaqing then coughed to draw the old Duke's attention back.

"I came here on my journey and just happened to come by to see the body of the unstained one.

I just checked Wei Ran's pulse and found that his symptoms are subsiding. In the past, his illness was very serious and his breathing was weak, but now his pulse is steady and his face is gradually becoming rosy. These are all signs of recovery."

Zhongli Yongshan's shaking body suddenly stabilized, but his expression became more and more frowned.

"Does the miracle doctor really mean this?"

Who could believe it? It looked like it was about to be blown down by the wind a while ago.

Lu Huaqing stroked his beard and continued speaking.

"That's right~ But you still need to take good care of yourself on the road to recovery. Don't overwork yourself, or you'll hurt your liver and get angry."

Zhongli Yongshan nodded his head like pounding garlic.

"Yes, yes, the miracle doctor is right. We will definitely keep him in a good mood. We will definitely."

Only then did he turn his gaze to his son. His complexion seemed to have improved a little, and his face was rounder.

Zhongli Weiran spoke at the right time.

"What my father said before..."

Zhongli Yongshan rubbed the sides of his private clothes awkwardly.

"Don't worry. When you get better, your father and mother will make plans for you together."

Zhongli Weiran frowned. This was not the result he wanted to hear. Why was he so persistent about his matter?

In fact, he was somewhat shocked when the miracle doctor examined his pulse today. He could feel that he was getting better day by day, but he was always afraid that he would really be judged.

Before knowing the result, I won't feel burdened, I will just live one day at a time.

Just thinking about his feelings for the little girl and the way out he had prepared for her, he finally called the miracle doctor back.

After meeting the old Duke, the old man and the young man walked back to Changsheng Garden.

As soon as they entered the yard, they smelled the delicious food that Meng Jiao had prepared.

Lu Huaqing was the first to rush to the dining table, smiling brightly at the right moment.

"Xiang Xiang Xiang, you kid, you really didn't lie to me!"

Meng Jiao tilted her head and looked at her own young master, asking with her eyes who this old man was.

Zhongli Weiran curved her starry eyes and motioned her to sit down, then handed the old man a spoon.

Lu Huaqing was not polite at all. He took it and started drinking. At first, his expression was pure and enjoyable, but after savoring it for a while, he frowned.

Meng Jiao stared nervously with her moist eyes. Since there were outsiders around, she stood behind Zhongli Weiran and served him obediently.

Seeing the look in the old man’s eyes at this moment, I thought to myself that the food might be very unpalatable.

It shouldn't be like that. Even if the cooking is not tasty, the skill of making soup shouldn't decline.

The old man frowned and drank a few more sips. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly asked,

"What did you put in this soup?"

Meng Jiao clasped her hands nervously, Zhongli Weiran's eyes were soothing, and he gently led her forward.

"This is made with spring amomum villosum, and is called spring amomum villosum pork tripe soup. It is for the prince to nourish his qi and stomach."

"Do you know medicine?"

Meng Jiao nodded.

"I'm studying recently."

The old man pointed at the chicken on the table and continued to ask questions.

“What about this dish?”

"This is Hericium erinaceus stewed with bamboo chicken, which is good for replenishing qi and improving immunity."

"Immunity?"

This was a new word, and it immediately attracted Lu Huaqing's attention.

Meng Jiao talked about the things that she understood but he didn't, and she instantly felt more confident.

"Immunity is our own protective ability. You can think of it as a guard that will actively attack pathogens.

If the guard's defensive ability is reduced due to weakness, then our own ability to prevent disease will also be reduced, and vice versa.

But everyone's immune system is different, so it can't be more or less."

"What's the reason?"

"The so-called balance of yin and yang, the conservation of all things, nothing is good or bad, only appropriate~~"

Meng Jiao became interested and explained the modern theories she had recently learned to the old man in a language that he could understand as much as possible.

The old man was so fascinated by what she was saying that he pulled her to sit down and asked her to tell him the story.

Zhongli Weiran picked up the soup bowl and did not disturb him, but his eyes became more gentle.

The little girl was already very bright. Look, he just set her up, and she could walk very well on her own.

Fang Ziyan, who was waiting on the side, felt that he was in a magical state.

No, big brother and big sister, can you take me with you when you evolve?

How could an ordinary little maid suddenly become not only her own master, but now even the miracle doctor is discussing medical principles with her?

However, seeing Meng Jiao's confident and calm demeanor, he seemed to understand why the prince treated her so specially.

Who can not like a girl who is hard-working, pure and has a stunning face?

Meng Jiao and the old doctor were discussing this. She found that the old man knew a lot of knowledge that was not in the books. She knew very little about ancient Chinese medicine, and some of his words could just give her some pointers.

The food on the table had already gone cold. She was thirsty and picked up the only cup of water on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhongli Weiran blushed immediately, and he stretched out his hand, stopped it in mid-air and made two empty grabs, then he withdrew it tremblingly.

Lu Huaqing took everything in and narrowed his eyes.

Hey, this little black guy is tempted.

Therefore, Lu Huaqing, who originally planned to stay in Jiahe for only two days before leaving, stayed in the prince's mansion for the first time.

Later, he and Meng Jiao got along better and better, and he even asked Meng Jiao to become his disciple.

After Meng Jiao learned about the old man's identity and abilities from the system, she was naturally very happy.

So the next day, Zhongli Weiran received a warning from the new master.

"Ahem, as the saying goes, the master's orders and the matchmaker's words, you have to pass my test first before you can marry me."

Zhongli Weiran did not comment on his words.

If I really can live healthily in the future, then what he said may make sense.

Anyway, no matter what, my goal has been achieved.

"Then, thank you, Master?"

Lu Huaqing stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction, but after walking for a long time he always felt that something was wrong.

This kid has been treacherous since he was young. He first took advantage of the late emperor to exchange his water conservancy map for snow lotus to prolong his life.

Knowing my greed, I was asked to help roll the balls.

Why are you so obedient when calling me master now?

No, no,

My old man’s hair!

On second thought, there must be something wrong!