Heavenly Court Reader

Chapter 112 Treating Lolita, Three Ren Soup

"Have a fever?" Listening to Zhuang Laodao's explanation, Han Feng noticed the little loli in his arms, and immediately walked up to stroke her forehead, and then asked: "I will send you back home yesterday afternoon." Did she sweat after the hotel?"

"Ah! Master, how do you know?" Hearing Han Feng's firm tone, Zhuang Laodao immediately showed a surprised expression, and shouted: "After returning to the hotel yesterday afternoon, I saw that she was sweating all over. So I turned on the air conditioner, but who knew that I had a fever at night, and it still hasn't recovered."

"Who told you to turn on the air conditioner? Don't you know that it's not appropriate to turn on the air conditioner when you're sweating? You've lived to be a dog at such an age! And why didn't you send her to the hospital when she had a fever at night?" Listening to Zhuang Laodao's explanation , Han Feng shouted with a speechless expression on his face.

"Um, I don't have any money with me!" Seeing the helpless look on his new little master's face, Zhuang Laodao hesitated and replied.

"Won't you call me if you don't have money? Even if you don't have a phone, there must be one in the hotel!" Han Feng looked at the old man's faltering expression and continued helplessly.

"Well, old man, this is my first time going down the mountain, so... so I don't know what configuration is in this hotel!"

"Pfft!" Hearing the old man's answer, Han Feng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, damn it!In what age, someone actually told him that he didn't know what equipment was in the hotel!
"Oh my god!" Han Feng yelled depressed in his heart, and then there was a swipe!He took the little loli from the old man's arms, and walked into the house with him in his arms.

"Damn, what are you still doing stupidly, why don't you follow me into the house, don't you want to watch your apprentice burn like this?"

After walking a few steps, Han Feng realized that Zhuang Laodao was still standing at the door in a daze, and turned around and cursed at Zhuang Laodao.

"Uh." Hearing Han Feng's scolding, Zhuang Laodao finally realized from his stupefied state, trotted, followed his footsteps, and walked into the villa.

As soon as he returned to the house, Han Feng carefully laid the little loli in his arms on the sofa, and then he took the pulse of the little loli and looked at her tongue.

Immediately afterwards, he muttered in his mouth: "Hot hands and feet, night sweats, dry mouth and throat, red tongue with cracks, thready pulse. Yes, it is indeed a symptom of yin deficiency and fever."

"Master, do you still know medical skills?" Zhuang Laodao who was standing next to him couldn't help but wondered when he heard Han Feng's muttering.

"Well, a little bit." Han Feng glanced at Zhuang Laodao, said unhurriedly, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

Just now he has determined that little Lolita's symptoms are the symptoms of yin deficiency and fever, so now he is going to make a bowl of Sanren Soup for little Lolita.

Sanren Decoction, a traditional Chinese medicine prescription, is a dehumidification agent, which has the effect of promoting Qi and clearing away dampness and heat.Indications for the early onset of dampness and temperature and the syndrome of dampness heavier than heat in the heat of summer.

At this moment, Han Feng, who was standing in the kitchen, took out an earthen pot out of nowhere, and then took out five qian of almonds, six qian of flying talc, two qian of Baitongcao, two qian of baikouren, and two qian of bamboo leaves from the dragon and phoenix ring. Qian, two qian of magnolia, six qian of raw barley, five qian of Pinellia and other herbs.

Then, he casually put these medicines into the earthen pot, and then filled another half pot of clean water, and then turned on the switch on the gas stove, and started to brew.

Since reading the Qingsang Xianjing a few days ago, Han Feng has collected a lot of Chinese herbal medicines in various drugstores. Not only that, he also bought a few silver needles, and these things are all lying quietly in his hands at the moment Inside the dragon and phoenix ring.

So, everyone, don't be curious about how there are so many herbs in his dragon and phoenix ring for no reason. Let's say, who knows Chinese medicine doesn't bring some herbs for disease prevention and fitness with him!

What's more, Han Feng, a newcomer to Chinese medicine who has already understood the Qing Nang Xian Jing.Although this Chinese medicine practitioner does not have a license, this does not prevent him from preparing these Chinese herbs by himself.

Not long after standing in the kitchen, Han Feng looked at the inside of the crock, which seemed to have begun to boil.At this moment, the clear water inside had turned slightly brown-black, so he casually took out some white core kernels from the dragon and phoenix ring and poured them into the earthen jar.

Generally speaking, traditional Chinese medicine should be soaked in cold water for more than 10 minutes before frying. When frying, it should be boiled first, and then fried slowly.Bai Kou Ren can be planted later to avoid the loss of volatile oil.

Half an hour later, the clear water in the small earthen pot had already been steamed on the small gas stove, and it couldn't help but boil, making the sound of "gulu, gulu".

Gradually, as the medicinal soup boiled, the small crock pot began to emit a burst of medicinal fragrance. Han Feng leaned over to smell it, nodded and smiled, "It's almost ready."

After the small earthen pot of traditional Chinese medicine soup was rolled twice, Han Feng picked up the small earthen pot and poured the medicinal soup into a bowl, and let it cool down a little.

He just walked out of the kitchen with a porcelain bowl full of medicinal soup, came to the little loli, and said with a smile: "Little Dudu, hurry up and drink it while it's hot, and rest after you drink it. Take the medicine and sleep again, and I will keep you alive and dancing again in the afternoon."

Hearing Han Feng's resolute words, Zhuang Laodao was quite agitated at the moment, he was too busy last night, even holding the little Lolita on the way here was sad.

At this moment, he suddenly heard that his little apprentice would get better as soon as he drank the potion, and immediately became happy. Looking at the bowl of hot medicinal soup in Han Feng's hand, he said to little Lolita: " Be good, little Dudu, hurry up and listen to Master's words, and drink it down."

Little Dudu looked at his master with a pale face, then obediently opened his small mouth, and swallowed the potion in Han Feng's hand with a few mouthfuls of "gudong, gudong".

Feeling the hot medicine soup rising in his stomach, Xiao Dudu touched his stomach excitedly, then blinked his eyes, and fell asleep not long after.

"Okay, you'll be fine after drinking this potion and going to sleep." Putting down the empty bowl in his hand, Han Feng turned his head to the worried Zhuang Laodao and said.

"Uh, thank you so much, master. I didn't expect you, master, not only have superb magic power, but also have such amazing medical skills!" Zhuang Laodao watched his little apprentice drink the potion, and his complexion improved a lot, and he immediately turned to Han Feng slapped a dose of flattery in the past.

Damn it, when did you see my magic power?Hearing Zhuang Laodao's flattery, Han Feng rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Then he said to the old Taoist, "Okay, let her rest here! Now you go out with me." After speaking, ignoring the old Taoist's expression, he went out first.

Not long after, Zhuang Laodao followed Han Feng to the bell pear tree in the backyard of the villa.

Standing under the bell pear tree, after feeling the meager aura here, Han Feng suddenly took out the rock gourd from his arms, turned to Zhuang Laodao, and said, "Old Daoist, take a sip, then sit cross-legged, Now I will teach you how to meditate on luck."

ha!Shrimp?The law of luck in meditation? Zhuang Laodao was a little stunned when he heard Han Feng's words, then he waved his hand immediately and said with a smile: "Master, you don't need to teach the law of luck in meditation!"

In fact, he worshiped Han Feng as his teacher just to be able to drink the immortal wine with aura in his hand.As for the method of meditation luck, as an elder of the Heavenly Master, what else can he lack?

It's just because there is no aura in this world, so even if he knows how to meditate, it's useless.If not, how could he blindly worship Han Feng as his teacher!
(End of this chapter)