Fast time travel to heal the villain little poor

Chapter 259 The Beautiful Prime Minister Is Disabled (17)

Zifu looked outside to see if there was anything she needed, and then went in to have a look.

After that, he took out a pen and paper from the bag, wrote down the names of a few medicines, and handed them to Qingxuan, "Buy as many of these medicines as you have."

Qingxuan took a look, and his calm expression also changed.

——jasper leaf, blood bone flower, century-old blood ginseng.

Zifu didn't seem to notice his ugly face, and kindly added, "It would be better if there were blood ginseng with a thousand years or even a longer age."

Qingxuan: "..."

How much to buy?

This Furong girl thinks these things are Chinese cabbage?

Blood ginseng is rare, and blood ginseng that has been around for a hundred years is even more rare, let alone one that is thousands of years old or even longer.

Forget it, since the master believes in her, he also believes in her once.

Qingxuan immediately bowed his hands and saluted, "Then Qingxuan will do as the girl said. If the girl needs anything during this period, you can tell the medicine boy who is guarding the door."

Zi Fu nodded, turned around and began to pick up medicinal materials inside.

Qingxuan glanced at her deliberately from behind, then left the medicine room, and went back to report to her master.
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Inside the warm cabinet.

Rong Xuan looked at his leg that was no longer bleeding, a little lost in thought.

Instead, he picked up the ball of thick mink on the ground, and took out the bamboo slips inside.

Slowly opened the bamboo slips, which recorded the results of his legs after diagnosis and treatment over the years.

Turning to what the doctor recorded recently, it is indeed the same as what Zifu said.

This year's cold winter has made him extremely difficult.

The pain in his legs made him unable to sleep every night.

He could only light up this calming incense, so that he could not feel the pain from his legs so clearly.

This matter was actually seen by the woman at a glance.

And her style of acting is bold, unlike ordinary boudoir daughters.

Is it really like the hermit doctor girl Shen Qingrong said?

No, in terms of her speech, she looks like a person who is very polite.

If he really escapes from the world, his speech will never be like that just now.

Qingxuan appeared just when Rong Xuan was concentrating, and knelt down and said, "Master, my subordinates didn't notice anything unusual about Miss Furong's behavior. But my subordinates found a strange thing, Miss Furong's hands are white, but her face is white. Dark, I don’t know if it’s someone with a heart specially arranged by Nine Thousand Years?”

"I took a closer look, and there is no abnormality in the complexion of the woman's face."

Right after Rong Xuan finished speaking, he stopped short.

His eyes fell on the scabbed wounds on his legs, and he was contemplative.

"Qingxuan, go and find out where she came from, and don't disturb Nine Thousand Years."

"Yes."
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Zifu found a lot of medicinal materials in the medicine room, then calculated the amount of each medicine, put them together with the precious medicinal materials she brought from the palace, and began to grind them into powder little by little.

After grinding a pack of medicine, it was dark.

Zifu picked out a few more medicines, calculated the amount, put them in a paper bag, and asked the medicine boy to boil them.

The medicine room is not too far from the Nuan Pavilion where Rong Xuan lives, but it has to go around two yards, which is not convenient enough.

Zifu quickly packed the boiled medicinal paper into a bucket of hot water, and then brought the medicine boy to the Nuan Pavilion where Rong Xuan lived.

Zifu stood outside the Nuan Pavilion and knocked on the door.

After getting Rong Xuan's permission, he personally brought the hot water in.

After coming here for a while, the hot water has cooled down a bit, and the temperature is just right.

Seeing that the incense was still burning in the house, Zifu frowned slightly, walked straight over, poured a cup of tea on the table, turned on the gilded incense burner, poured it into it, and extinguished it.

(End of this chapter)