Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

"By the way, Doctor Si, after the ancient sleeping powder is detoxified, the patient may have symptoms of vomiting black blood from time to time. At this time, he needs to take some Chinese medicine to help restore the body and subsequent tonic medicinal food." Ji Tingmian thought of what she had not finished saying before she fainted.

Si Linghuai's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly asked, "Miss Ji, may I ask what the prescription is? Tell me quickly."

He didn't expect that this seven-day ancient sleeping powder would have a follow-up recipe.

Ji Tingmian was slightly stunned by his question, and gently pulled Huo Shixiao's sleeve. He looked at her, put her hand back into the quilt, turned to Si Linghuai and said, "You go downstairs to eat first. After Mianmian finishes eating, I'll ask her to write a prescription."

"Okay, I'll go eat first. Miss Ji, you must write to me." Si Linghuai didn't think much about it and turned around and left.

After Si Linghuai left, Huo Shixiao raised his hand and touched her head: "Mianmian, if you have anything to say now, just say it."

Ji Tingmian suddenly stood up and threw himself into Huo Shixiao's arms, holding him with both hands, and put his little face on his chest, and said in a muffled voice: "Ah Xiao, I'll tell you the prescription, you write it."

In her tribe, only the clan leader and the seasonal member who is responsible for recording the weather changes in the four seasons can use brushes, paper and ink.

Ji Tingmian didn't learn many words from his mother, and they all used tree branches to write on the snow and didn't know how to use a pen at all.

Huo Shixiao quickly understood what she meant. Seeing her slightly red ears, he raised his hand and touched her soft hair. Then he gently held her shoulders and helped her up. He lowered his head and looked at Ji Tingmian tenderly: "Mianmian, he knows my handwriting."

Ji Tingmian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his head and said anxiously, "Then, what should we do? Ah Xiao."

Seeing that the little guy was about to cry, Huo Shixiao coaxed him, "I'll teach Mianmian to write."

This man, who had choked her yesterday, started playing tricks on her today.

"I..." Ji Tingmian opened his mouth.

"Dong dong dong-"

Someone knocked on the half-open door: "Sir, are you there? I'm here to bring dinner to you and the young lady."

Huo Shixiao responded first, then raised his hand and touched her head: "Mianmian, you eat first, and then we will write the prescription after you finish eating."

After saying that, Huo Shixiao walked over and brought in the meal. Ji Tingmian followed him to the sofa.

As soon as the two finished their meal, Si Linghuai's head appeared at their door: "Miss Ji, have you finished writing your prescription?"

"Not yet."

Huo Shixiao walked over and handed the cleaned plate to Si Linghuai: "Go downstairs and wait."

"Okay, you guys get busy." Si Linghuai took the tray and left.

Huo Shixiao closed the door and sat down beside her. Ji Tingmian came over and took his hand, saying, "Ah Xiao, please teach me how to write."

He murmured "OK", stood up and got a pen and paper and put them on the table.

Ji Tingmian picked up the pen with curiosity.

Huo Shixiao let her play with the pen for a while before gently holding her hand holding the pen from the side, opening the pen cap, and pressing his hand on the edge of the paper: "Mianmian, start."

Ji Tingmian suddenly stopped moving and nodded slightly: "Well, the first medicine is..."

Every time she read out the name of a medicinal herb, Huo Shixiao would guide her hand and write it down stroke by stroke on paper.

Looking at a prescription that was supposedly written by her, Ji Tingmian's eyes sparkled. She turned her head and wanted to talk to Huo Shixiao, but almost touched his lips.