I'm really a witch

The potion that Circe boiled had to be taken in five doses. She was still used to counting it according to the modern situation. A cold should be cured in three to five days. It is normal for the medicine to be taken in five days.

But it is quite different in the eyes of others.Elizabeth and Jane had been surprised a long time ago, and now they are used to it, but they slapped the doctor in the face severely.

For a poor [-]th-century town doctor with insufficient medical knowledge, the only two treatments for fever and cold are sweating and bloodletting. Now seeing this bowl of something to drink, The patient's complexion and mental outlook improved visibly with the naked eye, and he was completely shocked.After being surprised, his face became hot for a while. His previous sarcasm was unceremonious, almost showing disgust and contempt on his face, but now he was speechless.

He had an embarrassing expression, gritted his teeth and hesitated for a long time, but he still bite the bullet and came over: "Miss, I'm short-sighted, I'm very sorry, please forgive my impoliteness," he paused, his face turned even redder, " I have an unfeeling request, can you tell me the formula of your medicine? I, I am willing to spend a lot of money to buy it!"

Now it was Circe who was shocked. He thought this was a fool with eyes above the top, but he was quite flexible.Unfortunately……

"Why don't we take a step to talk?" Circe smiled politely, nodded to Mr. Bingley, and took the doctor out to the garden.

Netherfield's garden, Circe, has been around countless times, and she may be more familiar with it than Mr. Morris.I specially found a secluded corner to stop, and I knew without looking that the doctor's face must be full of excitement, Circe sighed softly.

It's not that she doesn't want to share the recipe, it's that potion ingredients and magical guidance must be used in the potion formula. As an ordinary person, it is impossible for this doctor to cook a pot of potion in his life.If you want to get a cure for colds, you still have to rely on their own hard work.I can only say sorry.

Circe silently chanted a series of spells, and flung them on the doctor's body the moment he turned around.Mr. Bingley and the others would not care, but it is impossible for a doctor, especially a doctor with basic professional ethics, not to care about a life-saving prescription, so this is a spell of vague memory.

He will still remember that the patient's condition has improved, but he will no longer remember the bowl of medicine.This was the first time that Circe used memory-related magic in this era, and because of this reason, she felt a little inexplicably melancholy for a while.

In this era of medical care and its backwardness, she can only help those around her as much as possible.

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Jane's condition improved, and Elizabeth planned to take Circe back.Circe boiled all the medicines that should be taken in one pot. Anyway, things like potions are not bad, so just pack it in a bottle.

Elizabeth was tall and slender, and Circe was a slender girl--she was always on the run or in the basement, never getting fat, and it was more than enough for them both to ride on the same horse.

But Jane hoped that her two younger sisters could spend more time with her. People who are sick are always more fragile emotionally, so Mr. Bingley took advantage of the opportunity to invite them to stay here. He was very happy to make Jane happy.

The two didn't refuse, and stayed gratefully, and borrowed Mr. Bingley's servants to send letters to their respective families, so that they could send some clothes.

Although she recovered from her illness, Jane was still very tired. After seeing the joy of seeing her sisters, she fell asleep again.Elizabeth and Circe stayed with her by the bed for a while, and then went downstairs lightly, telling her to have a good rest by herself.

Their descent was very well timed, as supper was about to be ready, and Mr. Bingley was just about to send for them to be informed.

But don't get your hopes up for British cuisine. Even the dark cuisine of modern Britain is famous all over the world, let alone England in the eighteenth century.Even if this is at the table of the rich, the reason is the same.

In the past 20 years, Circe is used to being abused, but she still showed a shocked and suffocated expression when she saw a whole roast antelope served on the table.

And that vat—yes, allow her to use the quantifier vat, stew.A whole table was occupied by various meat dishes that were bigger than one, and there was only a bowl of salad in the corner.

When Mr. Hurst praised Mr. Bingley's chef loudly, Circe couldn't take his eyes off the complete antelope.

Yes, complete.How complete is it?Its stomach has no trace of being opened at all, and the fur in the details has not been cleaned, and it has not been cut at all.

Of course, such a complete antelope, don't even think about its pungent aroma, the only thing that hits the face is the smell of mutton, Circe closed his eyes because of the smell.

After thinking about it, after all, people at this time can treat the undigested food in the cow's stomach as a delicacy, Circe calmed down again. At least this is food that normal people can barely accept.

But this head is really too big.

She glanced suspiciously at the sharp but small knife and fork in her hand. Circe was very confused. How can such a thing be eaten to be worthy of the elegant British dining etiquette?

Sitting diagonally across from Circe, Darcy watched the girl measure the antelope with her eyes, and then went to measure the knife and fork. The question mark was almost written on her face. She couldn't hold back a chuckle from the corner of her lips, and coughed twice. cover up.

Elizabeth saw this scene in her eyes, Darcy's impolite and arrogant image had already laid a foundation in her heart, and now she just laughed at Circe's scrutiny as if she had never seen the world.For a moment, his face was flushed with anger, and he tried not to show it on his expression, but he still couldn't help but secretly gave Darcy a stare.

Then he turned his head to comfort Circe who was being ridiculed in a low voice, and secretly contemptuously in his heart, thanks to Darcy's aristocratic style all day long, he would laugh at a girl without grace.

Circe was dazed when Elizabeth comforted her gently. She was just thinking about how to attack the antelope gracefully. She didn't hear Darcy's chuckle at all. She looked at Elizabeth very At a loss.Unexpectedly, Elizabeth looked at her confused little eyes, her tone became more gentle, and she gave Darcy another look by the way.

Darcy was even more confused, why was he suddenly disliked by Miss Bennet.But even though he had doubts in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, and remained indifferent.Elizabeth became even angrier when she saw it, thinking that this man was really not a gentleman at all, and he didn't even show a single bit of apology on his face.