In the open space in front of the bamboo house, a white-haired old man was lying on a deck chair under a tree, with a cattail fan in one hand, his eyes slightly closed, and he was very leisurely.

Hearing the sound, the old man opened his eyes, looked at the person, and immediately sat up, grinning like a child, "Xiao Yuanzhi, are you going to test the medicine for me this time?"

Jiang Yuanzhi put down the bamboo basket behind his back, "No, I'm bringing the medicinal materials to Master."

"What medicinal materials did you bring this time?" As he spoke, the old man immediately got up from the reclining chair, turned over the bamboo basket in Jiang Yuanzhi's hand, and after a while, nodded his head and said, "Well, yes, for your sake Come on, when you go back later, pick some peaches and plums in the garden, and eat slowly when you go back."

"Thank you, Master."

Jiang Yuanzhi looked at Han Zixiao behind him, "By the way, master, I brought two people here this time, they are here for medical treatment."

The old man picked up the medicine in the bamboo basket and looked at it, "Seek medical treatment, what kind of doctor do you seek? Could it be that your master can't handle common serious and minor illnesses?"

"It's not a common disease, so Master asked them to come to you."

Hearing that it was not a common disease, the old man immediately became excited and put down the medicine in his hand, "Where is the man?"

Jiang Yuanzhi pointed back, "It's these two young masters."

The old man followed Jiang Yuanzhi's direction and looked over, Han Zixiao smiled, "Han Zixiao, I met the old man."

The old man looked Han Zixiao up and down, "You look refreshed, what's wrong with you?"

"The old man misunderstood. It's not me who is sick, but my friend who has been poisoned. I came here to seek medical treatment."

The old man approached and walked around Han Zixiao, looked at Chu Muqing behind him, and stroked his long white beard, "I can't treat him outside, so move him to the room first."

Han Zixiao carried the man back into the room. The old man didn't go to feel his pulse, but stretched out two fingers and pressed Chu Muqing's acupoints. Every time he pressed, Chu Muqing's brows would tighten a little, which seemed to be very painful.

The old man said: "His muscles and veins are intact but he can't use his strength. It seems that he has suffered from Ruanjinsan."

Chu Muqing asked: "I don't know if the old man has a way to untie it?"

The old man stroked his beard, "So far you are the first one who came to me for medical treatment after suffering from Ruanjinsan. However, I thought of a prescription to treat Ruanjinsan. I will look for it later and see if I can find it. come out."

Han Zixiao and Chu Muqing: "..."

Jiang Yuanzhi behind him said helplessly: "Master, how can you misplace the prescriptions?"

The old man chuckled, "I didn't make this for fun. It won't be used for a long time, and I won't remember where to throw it away."

Han Zixiao said: "Why don't I help the old man look for it."

The old man was not happy, "You say old man on the left, and old man on the right makes me upset, am I that old?"

Han Zixiao smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry, but I don't know how to address you, Your Excellency?"

The old man said: "My real name is Huang Yixian, but since you were brought here by Xiao Yuanzhi, you just follow them and call me Shigong."

"Yes, Master." Han Zixiao said.

Huang Yixian stroked his beard, "It doesn't matter if you can't find that prescription, I have plenty of time around me, and it's not difficult to develop another one. During this period, you and your bosom friend will stay here temporarily, and the consultation fee, board and lodging I don’t charge any expenses, you just help me with laundry, cooking, watering trees, drying medicinal herbs.”

Washing, cooking, and watering trees... Han Zixiao complained in his heart, but he had to agree.

Jiang Yuanzhi still had prescriptions to copy in the evening, and he had to go to the doctor with Qin Jiu tomorrow, so he sent them here, and he didn't even have time for lunch, so he turned back with a basket of peaches.

Han Zixiao only ate some peaches to fill his stomach at noon, and was sent by Huang Yixian to pick peaches from trees to make wine in the afternoon.When Huang Yixian was guiding him to make wine, he suddenly found the injury on his arm and immediately grabbed his wrist.

Han Zixiao was puzzled, "Master?"

Huang Yixian looked at his wound and said, "You have also been poisoned."

"It's a small injury, it doesn't hurt."

Huang Yixian snorted softly, "Of course you don't feel pain. The poisons developed by the white-faced man are all painless."

Han Zixiao was puzzled, "Is this good or not?"

Huang Yixian said: "Although the wound doesn't hurt very much, it will gradually expand, and your arm will be useless by then! Do you think it's good or not?"

Han Zixiao looked at the wound on his hand, it was indeed a bit bigger than before, but he really didn't feel much pain.Fortunately, there is a genius doctor in front of him, Han Zixiao smiled, "Master is like Hua Tuo, this poison is nothing to Master."

"Of course, the white-faced man is well-known in Jianghu, but there is no poison he made that I can't cure." Huang Yixian let go of his hand, "You are lucky this time, I just developed a drug The medicine that regenerates rotten flesh is just right, you can try it."

Although Han Zixiao believed that it was true that Huang Yixian had excellent medical skills, but recalling Jiang Yuanzhi's words that Huang Yixian liked to find people to test medicines, he couldn't help wondering, "Master, what does the rebirth of carrion have to do with my wound?"

"Of course it has something to do with it. The enlargement of your wound is due to the erosion and rot of poison." Huang Yixian held his hand, "If you don't believe me, I'll show you." He said, took a bamboo stick from the side, and put it on his wound. Swipe a bit.

Han Zixiao yelled, Huang Yixian threw away the bamboo stick, "What's your name, you don't feel pain."

Han Zixiao calmed down for a while, and it was true that there was no pain just now, but he subconsciously cried out when he saw him scratching his wound with a bamboo stick.Seeing pus coming out of the scratched area, Han Zixiao's heart tightened, could it really spread forever?

Huang Yixian said: "You wrap the wound with a cloth first, so as not to stain my wine, I'll go and make the medicine for you, and I can make it for you in the evening."

Han Zixiao took a handkerchief from his bosom to cover the wound, "Thank you, Master."

While making wine, Han Zixiao thought, this time he has lost a lot.First of all, it was because of Chu Muqing that he got into this situation, and secondly, he carried Chu Muqing on the mountain road every day, and he was so tired that his back hurt, which was the first time in his life.Now, it is Chu Muqing who is obviously seeking medical treatment, but he is doing odd jobs for Huang Yixian as a consultation fee.

Thinking about the profit-seeking elder brother in the family, if such a thing happened to him, he would definitely not do it.

Later that night, Han Zixiao was summoned by Huang Yixian to cook. It's a pity that Han Zixiao hasn't cooked it himself, so naturally he won't.At first, I thought that knowing how to cook would save me from the hard work of cooking, but apparently Han Zixiao's idea was too good, Huang Yixian came to teach me in person, "I put less water, add more... bacon and garlic to cook together... I said Why do you cut the bacon so thick, how do you want me to eat it... I added too much salt, you're going to salt me ​​to death... Hurry up, hurry up, it's about to come out of the pan, or it will be mushy..."

Han Zixiao took the food and went to the room to feed Chu Muqing. Chu Muqing chewed a piece of radish and raised his eyes, "You cook your food?"

Han Zixiao said: "Except for the pheasant from the day before yesterday, this is the first time for an official to cook, the prince will just make do with it."

There was a vague smile on Chu Muqing's lips, and this was the first time that Chu Muqing had a smile on her lips after she was in trouble.Han Zixiao looked at his smiling face, and suddenly felt that the regent's smile was also very pretty.

To Han Zixiao's surprise, Chu Muqing ate up a whole bowl of rice. He had a bad appetite for the past two days, and he only ate a little to fill his stomach despite the delicious food.I feel that the dishes I cook are unpalatable, and I plan to stuff a few peaches to fill my stomach later.But he ate a big bowl to save face.

I went back to wash the dishes and chopsticks, and it was getting dark.

Huang Yixian came out of the pharmacy, holding two small bottles in his hands, and waved to Han Zixiao, "Zixiao, come here."

Han Zixiao, who had just come in from the kitchen, walked over, and sat down on the table in the main room with Huang Yixian, "What's your order, Master?"

Huang Yixian gestured to the two small bottles in his hand, "I have already prepared the medicine to heal the wound on your hand."

Han Zixiao remembered what Jiang Yuanzhi said again, looked at Huang Yixian and asked, "Master, has anyone tried your medicine?"

Huang Yixian smiled, "No, you will be the first."

Han Zixiao looked at the two bottles and swallowed, "If I eat it, will something happen?"

Huang Yixian smiled deeper, "Don't worry, I prepared the medicine. Even if it can't heal the wound, it will never kill anyone. Why, don't you believe in my medical skills?"

Han Zixiao laughed dryly, "No, I just think Master can try it on livestock and see the curative effect before putting it on me."

"Don't worry, I have tried it, and there is no major problem."

Han Zixiao was still not at ease, Huang Yixian looked like an unscrupulous adult coaxing children to drink bitter medicine, saying that this medicine is not bitter, but this medicine is sweet, you will know after drinking it.

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