I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Luo Qianhuai chuckled: "Don't worry. After Ji'antang opens, it will sell many patent medicines, and Niuhuang Angong Wan is one of them. This is what my master meant."

"Your Majesty is really upright and upright." Zhao Fu remembered that he had been intimidated by the powerful and did not dare to go to court, and he felt extremely guilty: "Before, Zhao was timid and ashamed of his Majesty. I will definitely come to visit you one day and apologize in person."

"My master won't mind this." Luo Qianhuai said: "His lifelong dream is to write a book and make his many years of medical experience public. Maybe in a few years, these prescriptions will no longer be a secret."

"Ms. Luo." Zhao Fu was so excited that his voice was trembling: "Is everything you said true? Mr. Wen, my dear teacher, do you really have this idea?"

"Yeah." Luo Qianhuai raised his head to look at the sky and sighed: "The master's realm is lofty. Every time I mention that the famous Xinglin masters cherished their brooms so much that their skills were lost, it is inevitable to sigh. That's why they set up such an ambitious goal - I also admire them very much. "

"So the great doctor's oath that was popular some time ago but whose origin is unknown, is it really made by the respected master?"

"Ahem, it turns out that Doctor Zhao also heard about it." She did not deny it.

"Let me tell you, in this entire Changling city, apart from the respected master, who else can have such a broad mind and vision! Mr. Wen is a well-deserved great doctor of the people!"

The car was driven by Zhou Tong himself. He was more respectful to Luo Qianhuai than before, which made Luo Qianhuai extremely embarrassed.

Luo Qianhuai thought about Zhou Xiaolang's innate chronic illness that Zhou Lian had just mentioned, and asked Zhou Tong some more details. The latter was so convinced by her medical skills that he naturally told her everything she knew.

"So, when little Langjun was born, he could actually see things clearly, but as he grew older, it became more and more blurry."

"Yes. Back then, I was ordered to take care of Xiao Langjun in the inner courtyard for a period of time. At that time, he was playing with me and could catch the thrown cloth ball, but he could only use his left hand..."

Zhou Tong was thoughtful, unlike Zhou Lian and his wife. He didn't spend much time with Zhou Xiaolangjun on weekdays, and he didn't know as much about the changes in his body as his wet nurse and servants.

Luo Qianhuai gradually made a vague judgment in his mind. The specific diagnosis and treatment would only be carried out after the wind and cold were completely cured and after further communication with the wet nurse.

When the carriage passed from Rongkangfang to the vicinity of Yiting, it met the King of Jizhou's carriage leaving. All the pedestrians and carriages on the road moved to both sides.

Five horses pull a chariot with a red wheel and green cover. The shaft head, scale cap and shaft head are all decorated with gilt. And because the scale cap and shaft head are in pairs, there are five places in total including a single shaft head. It is Also known as Jintu Wumo, it is the standard configuration of the King of Dayu. It is much more expensive than the Rolls-Royce in the previous life.

Out of curiosity, Luo Qianhuai lifted up the curtains of the car and took a second look, but found that the curtains of the car were not lowered, and he could clearly see a tall, well-dressed man with an unruly face sitting inside.

Yu Ke's eyes were gloomy at this time, and his whole face seemed to be covered with frost. He was obviously in a bad mood, but Luo Qianhuai breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

She had not forgotten why the Jizhou King came to Yiting. He returned empty-handed at this time. It was obvious that he had suffered a setback from Huo Yu and had not succeeded in getting the crown prince out.

I never expected that Huo Yu could really defy power and withstand pressure to protect Zhu Niang. Luo Qianhuai nodded secretly, and his impression of him also changed to a certain extent.

As soon as the King of Jizhou left, a servant in green clothes and a small hat walked into Huo Yu's room.

"Mr. Lang just now, why did you disobey your Majesty's instructions and offend the King of Jizhou by making your own decisions?"

"I have my own reasons for this. Just reply to Aweng truthfully." Huo Yu wrote quickly without raising his head.

But the man refused to leave. He just stood in the hall and sneered: "If you really have your difficulties, you can tell me. I will take them back and tell them to you. But if you want to protect someone, you will delay your arrival." I'm afraid if you can't explain it when the time comes, that person will still lose his life."

Only then did Huo Yu raise his head and look at the man in front of him.

"Zuo Hao, you have been with me, Aweng, for about twenty years, right?"

"Mr. Lang is right. After the first month, it will be exactly twenty years." The man said.

"So you should be quite familiar with me." Huo Yu sighed and walked down the hall, stood in front of Zuo Hao, and said in a very soft tone: "It's a pity that you don't know me well."

He suddenly pulled out his sword and put it on the side of Zuo Hao's neck.

The edge of the sword was sharp, and the chill penetrated the body. The latter's face instantly turned red, and he asked in surprise: "Mr. Lang, what are you doing? I'm an adult!"

"So what? Even if you die here today, will your lord blame me for this?"

Sweat suddenly dripped down from Zuo Hao's forehead.

"Lang Jun, the villain realizes his mistake. The villain understands what should be said and what should not be said. Please, Lang Jun, give the villain another chance!"

The long sword was returned to its sheath, Zuo Hao was unsteady and fell to his knees with a plop.

Huo Yu turned around and returned to his seat, continuing to write without looking at him: "This is the last time. Tell Aweng that he does not need to intervene in this matter."

Mr. Mo put down the last scroll of bamboo slips, exhaled a long breath, and the look of anxiety between his brows became more intense.

"Sir, you said that these bamboo slips were left by the famous doctor Bo Yan a hundred years ago, and that he left a letter to record a huge event - are these bamboo slips complete?" Wei Ying and Wei Cang sat on their knees on both sides. She turned to the side and looked at him eagerly, with the light of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

"It's a strange combination of circumstances." Mr. Mo sighed again and told the events recorded in the bamboo slips.

Boyan practiced medicine for half his life, but when he reached middle age, his only son was kidnapped and killed by the Huns. For the first time in his life, he decided to kill people with his medical skills.

He had earlier obtained a unique drug and its seeds from a Hu merchant. After planting and refining, he could become addicted to hallucinogens, which would gradually injure his body and even lead to his death.

He relied on his extraordinary medical skills to gain a foothold in the royal court of the Huns. He pretended to be a medicine of longevity, put it into a special organ box made by the Mohists, and presented it to the Great Chanyu of the Huns at that time.

He originally wanted to stay and watch the Xiongnu Chanyu die with his own eyes, but unexpectedly there was a shaman who was jealous of his favor and secretly slandered him and wanted to poison him.

Chanyu was furious. Instead of using the elixir, he sent people to arrest Boyan. Fortunately, a servant who had been saved by the news tipped him off, and he was able to escape.

The above story was originally from a hundred years ago and had nothing to do with Mr. Mo. However, Boyan described in detail the appearance of the machine box and key in the bamboo slips. They were exactly the same as those presented to His Majesty by Wusun Kingdom some time ago.

The key is the black paste-like object inside, also known as the elixir of life.

When the Wusun envoy saw that the box had really been opened, he showed a variety of expressions such as shock, admiration, and envy very appropriately. After making His Majesty Longyan very happy, he then presented the method of taking it, which was the same as in Boyan's letter. What is contained is generally the same.