Daqin Ghost Valley, makes you vertical and horizontal but not unified

"General, there is news from the palace."

Ji Wuye took the bamboo tube, crushed it, and took out a piece of cloth.

After just a glance, a ferocious sneer appeared on that fleshy face.

"That guy Han Yu actually invited a Taoist priest to heal the king, it's ridiculous.

"Come here! Tell the tide banshee, let her go and have a look."

"promise!"

Chapter 611 This kind of magic medicine is really rare in the world

Han Wanggong, Han Wang An just finished the court meeting and went back to the bedroom.

"Report to Your Majesty, Beauty Zhao asks to see you."

After correcting the memorial for a while, a servant came to report.

"No, let them all go back!"

Han Wangan waved his hand and said with a displeased face.

He is only 43 this year, and he should be in the prime of life.

But for some reason, it has been sluggish lately.

That's right, Han Wangan is dead.

Even if those charming beauties were stripped naked and stood in front of him, he was powerless.

Han Wang'an was very worried. If he was gone one day, the current crown prince's weak virtue would not be able to control important officials such as Ji Wuye and Zhang Kaidi.

If such a person becomes a great king, I am afraid that South Korea will soon perish.

At this moment, he suddenly had the idea of ​​changing the prince.

As soon as this thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed.

Now there are [-] children under her knees, and only the fourth son Han Yu and the ninth son Han Fei are able to take the big job.

The four sons are calm and the nine sons are smart, so how to choose has become a problem.

"Forget it, let's take a good look at it recently."

Sighing, Han Wangan muttered to himself.

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the palace gate.

"Report to Your Majesty, Fourth Young Master, please see me."

"Let him in."

After saying something lightly, Han Wangan straightened his sitting posture.

In front of his son, he always maintained his majesty.

Soon, under the guidance of the servant, Han Yu walked in.

With a refined smile on his face and extraordinary demeanor as he walked, Han Wangan nodded secretly.

When he came to the front of the hall, Han Yu respectfully bowed to Han Wangan with impeccable etiquette.

"My son has seen my father.

"Earlier, my son mentioned to my father that there is a man who has attained the Dao, and now he has brought him.

"The Taoist priest has profound attainments in medical skills, and I believe he will be able to solve my father's worries and problems."

"Oh?"

Han Wangan was quite surprised.

In my impression, this fourth son has always been prudent and cautious, and usually would not speak so absolutely.

This made him curious.

"It seems that you have great confidence in this priest, so let him in."

"No, pass on Daoist Li!"

Soon, a slender figure appeared at the entrance of the hall.

Han Wangan looked intently, only to see the person who came with sword eyebrows and star eyes, with a slender figure, and against the background of the Taoist robe, there was a kind of elegant and dusty temperament.

Seeing the handsome and elegant appearance of the visitor, Han Wang'an immediately fell in love with him.

"The poor Li Chunfeng has seen the king."

Cao Chao came to the front of the hall and slowly bowed to the throne.

"You don't need to be too polite, the Taoist priest, I heard that the Taoist priest has great medical skills, so let's start now.

"Yu'er, you go outside and wait first."

Han Wangan wanted to send his son out without saying a few words.

After all, this illness involves a man's dignity, and he doesn't want his son to show him a joke.

Slightly startled, Han Yu obviously didn't expect his father to let him out.

He had finally found out about his father's illness before, but he didn't know what the illness was.

Does the father have any unspeakable secrets?

The clever Han Yu guessed something all at once, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

If it involves the aspect of a man, no medicine will work!

However, all the big words have been uttered just now, and I can't take them back now.

I can only pray that Li Chunfeng can really come back to life.

"My son retire."

Feeling apprehensive, Han Yu bowed to his father, gave Cao Chao another look, and left.

"Master, let's get started."

Seeing his son leave, Han Wangan no longer has any psychological burden.

Cao Chao approached slowly, and the guards beside him hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

For the safety of the king, no one is usually allowed to approach.

Seeing this, Cao Chao explained in a low voice,

"The poor way wants to feel the pulse of the king."

"Oh?"

Frowning slightly, Han Wangan was quite surprised by this.

Other doctors would ask a lot of questions before seeing a doctor, but this Li Chunfeng didn't ask anything, and just wanted to take his pulse when he came up.

Is there really something magical about this man?

Thinking of this, Han Wangan became a little more curious about the person in front of him.

"Forget it, let him come closer."

He waved his hand, waved away the guards, and stretched out his arms.

Seeing the other party's cooperation, Cao Chao didn't say much.

He just put two fingers on the opponent's wrist, secretly lucky and infuriating.

In just a few breaths of time, the true energy has already traveled all over the meridians of the other party's body.

Cao Chao's eyes lit up, and he grasped the other party's condition in an instant.

Yin deficiency causes internal heat, and a large loss of kidney qi leads to insufficient essence.

In human terms, excessive indulgence leads to kidney deficiency.

Needless to say, in ancient times, it is difficult to do it in modern times.

It must go through a long period of recuperation, and it must be close to women's sex before it can be nourished slowly.

But according to the lustful virtue of the fat man in front of him, how could he listen to himself.

Frowning slightly, Cao Chao immediately thought of a solution.

It just so happened that Cao Chao's expression caught Han Wangan's eyes, and he thought that the other party had no choice, so he quickly asked,

"Daozhang, can the widow's illness be cured?"

Of course Han Wangan knew what was wrong with him, and this disease basically has no solution in this era.

It's just that he still doesn't give up.

After all, although getting this disease will not be fatal, life is much less fun.

As the saying goes, a big man should not be without power for a day, and a young man should not be without money for a day.

And the fundamental purpose of seizing power and money is not for women?

Physiological needs are the most basic in Marlow's hierarchy of needs.

Life would be dull without women.

The more Han Wangan thought about it, the more impatient he became, and a tyrannical tendency suddenly appeared in his heart.

At this moment, Cao Chao's voice suddenly came from beside his ear.

"It's a trivial matter, Pindao has some medicine here.

"As long as the king takes it two quarters of an hour before intercourse, Pindao guarantees that the king can regain his glory."

"Oh?"

Han Wangan heard the words as if listening to fairy voices, and looked at Cao Chao in surprise.

"Sir, are you serious?"

"Pindao is willing to issue a military order. If this medicine is useless, Pindao is willing to accept any punishment."