The reborn miracle doctor used cheats, and the prince loved him

The sun shines through the narrow wooden windows. There is almost no wind in the yamen prison. It is hot and humid. The floor is covered with messy hay, which smells of sour rot. The only furnishing is a small wooden table for eating.

In the same cell, there was an old man in rags and dirty clothes sleeping, leaning against the wall with his back to his face. He didn't know what he looked like.

Compared with the water prison 18 years ago, the environment here is considered good.

Hao'er sat leaning against Shen Qin, hugging his knees, worry and uneasiness flashing in his eyes.

[Sorry, I got you involved too]

Shen Qin hugged him gently and comforted him.

[Probably the punishment cannot be too severe, the most is exile. ]

Was he "tricked" by the fifth prince? Not entirely, he knew very well that the officials in the imperial court were always "willing to inflict crimes without excuse", so in order to avoid meaningless physical pain, he confessed.

Master Li laughed at him, saying that he thought Dr. Shen was a proud man and would rather die than be humiliated, but he turned out to be a weakling who was afraid of pain.

Shen Qin is no longer Han Xiao, and perhaps Han Xiao won't think highly of the current Shen Qin.

The clear black and white in those eyes, stubborn and rebellious, have long been smoothed away by time and disaster.

It is said that a wise man obeys the destiny and does his best, but he is not a wise man, and he does not know how to do his best.

Hao'er's heart sank, and his chubby hands covered the back of Shen Qin's hands, feeling warm.

"Disciple, don't be afraid. No matter where you go, disciple will accompany Master."

Avoiding those trusting eyes, Shen Qin felt guilty. Haoer was the only relative around Shen Qin. She wanted to protect him, but ended up hurting him again.

It seems that anyone who comes into contact with him will be unlucky.

Haoer was diligent and studious, even in prison. He took out his charcoal pen and notebook and took notes carefully.

"Tell me, disciple, why the patient was not poisoned after drinking such a large dose of aconite?"

Shen Qin explained patiently,

[Ginger and licorice can detoxify aconite, and frying it vigorously in high heat can accelerate the decomposition of toxins. If the patient is weak and weak, he needs to use hot toxins to attack cold toxins to calm his heart and soul. Aconite is pungent and hot, and it can restore yang and save Ni. , find a glimmer of hope. ]

Hao'er asked curiously, "It's not written in these books, how did Master know about it?"

[They are all obtained by testing medicines on your own. Remember, medical skills are discovered in practice, not by reading medical books. You must dare to break away from corruption and introduce new ones. ]

Hao'er nodded thoughtfully, then put the notebook away and took out the wine bag from his bulging arms.

"Master, are you thirsty? Drink some medicinal wine. My disciple secretly brought it in."

Shen Qin smiled and shook his head.

"Wine?! Where is the wine!?"

The sudden sound startled both Shen Qin and Haoer.

The old man who was lying in the corner and taking a nap suddenly sat up like a spring, shook his head from side to side, smelled the smell of wine like a dog, and then pounced on Hao'er!

Only then did Shen Qin see his appearance clearly. His gray hair was as disheveled as a bird's nest, his face was full of grooves, his messy beard stretched straight to his waist, and the most terrifying thing was that his pupils were almost completely covered by white shadow. , only a black circle is exposed at the edge.

"what--!!"

Hao'er screamed in shock, and the wine bag fell to the ground.

The old man felt the sound of the wine bag falling to the ground, so he bent down on the ground and sniffed, while groping with his hands, like a hungry dog.

The old hands covered with calluses and mud finally touched the cool and soft deerskin wine bag.

Shen Qin, who handed over the wine bag, was looking at him with eyes filled with compassion.

While saying thank you, the old man fumbled to remove the cork from the wine bag, raised his head and drank heavily, with the wine dripping down his beard.

"Master, his Yuanyi cataract is so serious! It scared me just now!"

Hao'er had calmed down and touched his head sheepishly.

Shen Qin didn't answer, her eyes gradually turned red, and her fingers scratched deep wrinkles at the corners of her snow coat.

The old man drank all the wine bag in one breath, and finally shook the wine bag until not a drop was left. Then he smacked his lips, burped contentedly, and then presented the empty wine bag with both hands.

"Drinking tangerine flower wine is better than being a god, so comfortable! So comfortable! I haven't tasted wine in many years, but today I drank tangerine flower wine. I couldn't hold it back and drank it all. Don't you mind!"

"You actually know the name of this medicinal wine?!"

Hao'er took the wine bag and was a little surprised. The brewing process of this wine is complicated. It is made from amla, gorse, etc. and morning dew. It has a sweet fragrance and can moisten the throat, promote fluid production, warm and replenish qi and blood. Shen Qin brews it every year. A few pots, Hao'er thought it was the master's original creation.

The old beggar licked his lips,

"It's such a nostalgic taste. It's a pity that the wine is sweet but not strong. It would be more enjoyable if I had a big can of it."

Shen Qin took out a handkerchief and helped the old man wipe the wine stains. The old man took the opportunity to touch his hand to make sure it was the size of an adult.

"You are his master, why don't you say anything?"