Imperial National Treasure Class Medicinal Chef [Live]

Jian Zimo felt that Zuo Qiuyan was a little strange today, very strange, in addition to constantly looking at him secretly, he would also stare at him, and when he turned his head to look at him, he would pretend not to care and turn his head away, pretending not to be caught by Jian Zimo. Mo Zhubao continued to browse Xingbo as if nothing had happened, but everyone could see that his mind was not on it at all.

Finally, Jian Zimo couldn't help but walked up to Zuo Qiuyan, and asked solemnly, "Is there something on my face? Or do you have something to ask me?"

Zuo Qiuyan's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his face away: "No."

Jian Zimo: "..."

"Where's the medical records?" Jian Zimo sat next to Zuo Qiuyan, since this person didn't want to mention what happened 13 years ago, he wanted to see his medical records.

Zuo Qiuyan was puzzled and at a loss.

Jian Zimo said helplessly, "You didn't ask your brother for it, did you?"

Zuo Qiuyan dialed the communication immediately: "I'll ask now."

It's a pity that no one answered the communication this time, so it was transferred to his brother's secretary.

Jian Zimo stood up and said, "I'll ask when I come back tonight. It's almost time. I'm going to shoot an advertisement. Do you want to go?"

Zuo Qiuyan turned his head, slightly revealing his displeasure: "Don't you want me to go?"

Jian Zimo: "..."

"I want to, I really want to, let's go!" Jian Zimo pulled him up and walked out.

Chapter continuation does not need to be called automatic follow-up.

They just shoot half a day of commercials, and they don't bring anything else, and go straight to the battle.After getting on the suspension car, Jian Zimo told Zuo Qiuyan in advance that Alan would also appear.

Zuo Qiuyan's reaction was flat, he just nodded, not too unhappy, which made Jian Zimo heave a sigh of relief.

Two hours later, the three of them arrived at the shooting site. This time, Allen unexpectedly came early. Seeing Jian Zimo standing up, he walked over with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't target you last time, it's just my spirit." The power fluctuates due to external factors, and I can't control it and attack you."

After saying that, he glanced at Zuo Qiuyan with a half-smile.

Ignoring Alan's provocation, Zuo Qiuyan stretched out his hand to pull Jian Zimo's earlobe: "I'm tired of standing."

"Oh, let's find a seat." Jian Zimo didn't notice the turbulent fight between the two, but wondered why Zuo Qiuyan had a habit of pulling ears again, and what was even more strange was that he had a strange feeling of discomfort. sense of ease.Trying to bring his thoughts back, Jian Zimo said to Allen: "Then I hope you will practice more on how to control your mental power. I was lucky last time, but miracles don't happen every time."

Jian Zimo felt a little angry when he thought that he almost became a fool.

"Yes, my uncle said the same thing." Alan could see that there were not too many accusations in Jian Zimo's words, and smiled happily, "By the way, do you have a script? There are lines and facial expressions, so you have to practice in advance."

"I'll ask the director to get it!"

"I brought it here for you."

Jian Zimo took Alan's script, and his earlobe was pulled again. Then he remembered that Zuo Qiuyan was tired, and said to Alan: "Wait a minute about the script, should we put on makeup first?"

"Here, your dressing room is ready." The staff came over quickly. At first, Jian Zimo didn't have a dressing room, but this time, it was arranged for him.

Those who come out of the society are all good people. Seeing the arrangement of the above, they are more respectful and enthusiastic towards Jian Zimo than before.The dressing room is on this floor. It takes a short walk for a few people to arrive. It is about [-] square meters. There are dressing tables, clothing, and almost everything that will be used this time.

Jian Zimo sat in front of the dressing table, Zuo Qiuyan was sitting on his left, and the scene manager was on the right. Let him read the script first, and the director will come and talk to him about how to shoot later.

"I can tell Jian Jian first." Alan came over and sat on Jian Zimo's right.He came an hour early, and the makeup was already done.However, the staff didn't like what he wanted, and said: "Mr. Howard, although you have put on your makeup, your clothes are more complicated than Mr. Jane's, so please go and change your clothes now."

"No hurry, I'll leave as soon as the director comes." Allen pulled the chair closer, opened the script and said to Jian Zimo: "You can read it first, most of the time it's a mime show, and the lines are only one or two lines, mostly Narration, post-dubbing, if you don’t understand anything, you can ask me.”

Jian Zimo responded, nodded, opened the script, roughly scanned it, and found that it was not difficult. He only needed to make a few professional actions of a doctor. Insert the needle and other actions, and then drag two very representative classical Chinese passages, such as the famous saying of "Shen Nong's Herbal Classic" written in the name of Shen Nong: 120 kinds of medicine are the king, and the main nourishing life is to respond to the sky, non-toxic, long-term use will not Hurt...

For example, the famous saying from Hua Tuo's "Zhongzang Jing": If it is empty, it will be replenished, if it is empty, it will be purged, if it is cold, it will be warmed, and if it is hot, it will be cooled...

Jian Zimo looked quite interesting, but he didn't ask Alan anything, because he was more familiar with these things than anyone in this era.

"Is there anything you don't understand?" Allen asked seeing Jian Zimo close the script.

"There's nothing I don't understand, I've learned it all." Jian Zimo replied.

When Allen heard it, he smiled and said, "Yes, you are a pharmacist, and you are more familiar with it than I am, but I can tell you how to move and express when shooting..."

"boom!"

A clear voice interrupted Alan's words. Several people looked over and found that Zuo Qiuyan was holding a glass cup. It was presumably because the weight was not well controlled when putting the cup down, so the sound was louder.

"Yan Yan, put the water glass lightly, what if it breaks and pricks your hand?" Jian Zimo looked at the glass as thin as a cicada's wings, trembling in fear.

"En!" Zuoqiuyan responded in a low voice, looking at Alan with a faint gaze, which made the latter's heart tremble. Old android-like.

"Come on, come on, hey, why is Alan still here, go back and change soon." The director hurried over from the outside, was very surprised to see Alan, hurriedly drove the person away, sat in his seat, Talk to Jian Zimo about the script.

I thought it would be difficult to find an outsider to shoot the promotional film, but I didn't expect the other party to infer other things from one example, and the director suddenly looked forward to shooting.

The clothes in the dressing room are almost all the clothes that Jian Zimo tried on makeup last time. Except for one or two brightly colored clothes, most of them are dressed as doctors, so the color is darker, but not dark. There is an aura of not being famous, not thinking about profit, and having no desires and demands, which is very shocking.

"It's really like a doctor who walked out of an ancient painting, with a heart of compassion for the world, walking in the world with a hanging pot to save the common people."

In the dressing room, someone whispered.

Many people felt that Jian Zimo's makeup was very suitable last time, but when he wore this suit and walked into the holographic scene, it was even more shocking.

"Get in place, get in place," the director shouted loudly, "Start with Shennong tasting all kinds of herbs."

After the director finished speaking, the scene of the huge filming layer instantly became mountains, streams, birds, deer, and white rabbits...

The small thatched hut in the distance, the colorful wild flowers nearby, and the flying butterflies are like a dream.

Jian Zimo stood in the holographic scene, slightly surprised. For a moment, he really felt that he had traveled to ancient times, and all the scenes were terrifyingly real.Allen, who was dressed in the Yellow Emperor's costume, also came out quickly. Compared with the color of the clothes in the back, the first few sets were all darker.

The two stood in the hologram. First, Jian Zimo played Shennong digging and tasting grass, and then he had a dialogue with the Yellow Emperor played by Allen.

In order to show the harmony between the two, the director held hands, exchanged heads, and other shooting scenes.

The doctor frowned slightly, and told the Yellow Emperor in detail, with compassion for the world and patients in his words.

The Yellow Emperor looked worried, and listened carefully. His eyes were full of the doctor's admiration and the satisfaction of asking for common people.

One is a true performance, and the other is impeccable professional.

The two formed an atmosphere of their own, and people outside the venue couldn't help but marvel at the harmony of the two people's aura, except for one person.

Zuo Qiuyan sat in the corner, his eyes seemed to be looking at the people inside the hologram, and he seemed to be empty, but the blood and hostility in his eyes shocked Zhang Xu who was beside him.

headache.

Zuo Qiuyan wanted to stand up, and said to Jian Zimo, "My head hurts."

But he didn't, he just sat quietly, the turbulent power was pounding in his mental body, and a voice kept saying: "He is mine, he is mine..."

"Kill that man."

"He will rob you."

"He'll disappear like a little mouse."

"Lock him up and kill everyone."

The eyes were stained with scarlet, the blood was boiling, and the heart seemed to be wrapped by an invisible big hand, which was tightening little by little, and would burst at any moment...

"cough!"

There was a low, inaudible cough, with a faint smell of blood, and a terrifying coercion overflowed, which surprised everyone present. Just as they reacted, they disappeared in an instant.

But the leakage of breath in just this moment has already made people feel chills.

The director suddenly turned his head and looked around. He saw that many staff members turned pale, but they didn't dare to speak.His eyes naturally fell on the person in the red robe sitting in the corner.I saw him drooping his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Jian Zimo's advertisement was filmed from ten o'clock in the morning to four o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone cheered at the end.Especially the director, who was so excited that he couldn't say anything, he was very satisfied with the shooting.

"Let's go and have dinner. I'll treat you." The director stood up, waved his hand, and when his eyes touched the person in the corner, he quickly turned away. He always felt that this person was particularly evil.

"Then I'm not welcome," Allen said with a smile, walked to Jian Zimo's side a few steps, put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Jian Jian, let's go together, I..."

Allen's face turned pale immediately, and he had no time to react under the powerful mental pressure. Various objects and lights in the bright shooting location suddenly exploded, and screams and objects exploded at the same time.

The lights at the scene flickered, and many people were frightened and squatted down.

The director immediately yelled: "Someone has a mania attack, hurry up, call the alarm."

In the chaos, Jian Zimo's first reaction was to think of Zuo Qiuyan, and he wanted to run to the corner, but Alan grabbed him: "Don't go, it's dangerous."

"boom!"

The largest lamp above their heads suddenly exploded, scaring Ai Lu to hug Jian Zimo and squat down, and opened the mental barrier, but the sharp glass did not fall as expected, but was spinning as if controlled .

What a powerful force, what a terrifying mind control.

"Crack!"

A slight crack sounded in Allen's mind, and his mental barrier was broken. When he raised his head, the sharp glass was facing them, as if he could see the real spiritual power.

They were targeting him, they were coming for him.

"Quick, save people!"

The preparatory light was turned on, and everyone saw the terrifying scene hanging above their heads. All the psychics present rushed towards the two of them, but it was too late——

"Oh!"

Allen's mental barrier was opened, and countless sharp glasses rushed towards the two of them. Everyone stared wide-eyed, watching this scene in disbelief. There was only one thought in their minds. They would die and be cut into countless pieces by the glass with spiritual power .

"hiss!"

The sharp sound of snakes resounded throughout the shooting scene, and a huge black snake appeared out of thin air. Only a "bang" was heard, and all the glass that struck was shattered into powder and fell down.Halfway through the rush, the spiritual warrior braked sharply, and what he saw was the huge black snake encircling Jian Zimo in the attitude of a protector. The snake's head was raised high, and its cold eyes looked at everyone present.

And Allen—

Everyone turned their heads and saw that he was thrown out of its protective range by the snake at some point, and he was hitting a pile of clothes.

"Xiao Hei, let me go out." Jian Zimo yelled, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and the ground was in a mess, but he couldn't stop Jian Zimo's footsteps, rushing all the way to the corner.

At this time, Zuo Qiuyan was sitting on the sofa, his body was slightly slanted, his lips were pale, his face was bloodless, his eyes were half down, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

Hearing the sound, he slowly opened his eyes, looking at Jian Zimo quietly, his face was scarlet.

Jian Zimo was startled, and quickly ran over to grab his hand to feel his pulse, but was pulled by the person sitting on the sofa, who lost his balance and fell into his arms, being hugged tightly.

"It hurts!" Like a trapped animal, he buried his head in Jian Zimo's neck, panting heavily.

"Where does it hurt? Let me see." Jian Zimo was in a hurry. Zuo Qiuyan was 100% responsible for the movement just now.

"I don't know!" He murmured, looking at the front blankly, but his eyes were calm and frighteningly cold.

Zhang Xu stood aside, his fingers trembling involuntarily. This was the first time he felt afraid of His Highness the Third Highness, and he felt chills from the bottom of his heart.

"Let me see, eh? It'll be fine, don't be afraid!" Jian Zimo patted Zuo Qiuyan's back lightly, feeling very heartbroken at Zuo Qiuyan's sudden fragility.What a strong person I was before, when I was manic and sick, I went upstairs silently and never caused trouble for others, and now I feel pain.

"Go back." Zuo Qiuyan did not answer Jian Zimo's question, but made another request.

"Okay, go back, then you let go first." Jian Zimo was pulled into Zuo Qiuyan's arms, his movements felt a little weak, and he couldn't let himself put all his weight on him, so he was a little tired.

After the words fell, Zuo Qiuyan's arm really loosened.

Jian Zimo hurriedly got up, pulled him up, first reached out to wipe the sweat off Zuo Qiuyan's face, and then clasped his mouth in an awkward manner, his complexion changed slightly due to the confusion of his pulse.

"Jian Jian, here, he..." The director ran over and finally figured out who did it, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Let me handle this matter," Zhang Xu tried his best to forget the appearance of His Highness the Third Highness just now, calmed down and said to Jian Zimo: "Boss, take the big boss back first!"

Jian Zimo nodded, and after walking two steps, he realized that his clothes hadn't been changed.

"You, go back first, I'll give you the clothes as a souvenir!" The director was called by the Minister of Propaganda to talk to him long before the shooting. With a respectful look, you know that this person is not easy.Now that Zhang Xu is staying to deal with it, there is no need for him to keep this dangerous person.

"Thank you!" Jian Zimo smiled at the director and looked at Zhang Xu: "Let me know if there is anything."

Zhang Xu nodded, watched the two leave, quickly dialed a few communications, and heard that someone had a mania outbreak, and the relevant department who had just driven halfway in the speed car was called back.

The head of the Propaganda Department soon knew what was going on here, and his heart was raised, why did something happen again?Fortunately, the filming has been completed.

Fortunately, there were no fatalities at the scene, and the injured people were not serious. Most of them were scratched by objects that exploded suddenly, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Zhang Xu dealt with it at the scene, and at the same time sent a message to Dixing. He felt that the situation of His Royal Highness was getting more and more serious.

"Are you angry?" Zuo Qiuyan leaned on the back of the chair, half-closed his eyes, watching the man wipe his sweat and feel his pulse, feeling the hostility in his heart slowly dissipating.

"Are you angry and won't tell me about your condition? Are you angry and won't talk about what happened 13 years ago? Are you angry and won't let me treat you?" Jian Zimo looked up at him, stretched his hand under his clothes, and pressed the I could feel his heart beating and breathing on his chest, his expression was cold, and he felt a sense of isolation from thousands of miles away.

This made Zuo Qiuyan flustered.

"No, no, no." The scarlet on Zuoqiuyan's eyes dissipated a lot, and then gathered again, and his slow and steady breathing became rapid again.

Obviously, you were the one who sent the flowers first.

Why let him touch it?

Zuo Qiuyan was confused and at a loss, doubts flooded his mind, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, calm down, and don't get angry." Jian Zimo knows that people with manic attacks not only have weird temperaments, but also tend to get into horns, get angry, and get irritable...

Anyway, don't mess with it.

Jian Zimo gently stroked Zuo Qiuyan's eyebrows and eyes, and pressed his Jingjing acupoint, while the other hand quietly moved from Cunkou, pressed on the Xinxin acupoint, and said, "Are you uncomfortable? Have you endured it for a long time? Remember in the future, if you feel uncomfortable or unhappy, you have to tell me, if you don’t tell me, how will I know?”

Zuo Qiuyan lowered his eyes and said in a low voice after a long time, "I don't like him touching you."

Jian Zimo was stunned, thinking about it carefully, and found that when the incident happened, Alan really put his hands on his shoulders. Is this the possessiveness in mania?

Jian Zimo comforted: "Okay, I won't let him touch it in the future."

Zuo Qiuyan chased after the victory: "I don't like the others either."

"Okay, I won't let them touch it in the future." Jian Zimo pressed Zuo Qiuyan's acupuncture point for a while, then moved his hand to Cunkou again, and found that his pulse was calmer.

Breathe a sigh of relief, now I have time to look around.

This is a caravan-style hovering car with eight seats. It was specially arranged for him by the Minister of Propaganda. Apart from them, only the driver is left in the car.There is a partition between the driver and the back seat, and the person in front cannot be seen, and there are only the two of them in the entire space.

The reason why Zuo Qiuyan, such a dangerous figure, the Minister of Propaganda, did not send two more people is also very simple. The manic patient with the onset has a sense of territory. Where he is, if there are other spiritual fighters, it will be a big fight. With Zuo Qiuyan's strength, those people just went to deliver food.

The private floating car is cool, basically two hours' drive, and it takes one and a half hours to arrive.

The people in the store didn't expect Jian Zimo to come back so soon, and just as they were about to say hello, they saw him dragging the big boss all the way up to the second floor, as if he was going up to fight.

Jian Zimo pressed him on the bed and said in a low voice, "Sleep!"

"Where are you going?"

"I'll go down and make medicine for you. When it's done, I'll come up and call you."

Zuo Qiuyan frowned, and after a moment, he said: "I don't need to eat..."

"What?" Jian Zimo interrupted him with sharp eyes: "What don't you want to eat?"

Zuo Qiuyan immediately shook his head: "Take medicine."

Jian Zimo smiled and patted him on the head: "Be good, be obedient, close your eyes, and sleep."

Zuo Qiuyan quietly looked at the person in front of him for a while, then closed his eyes.

Jian Zimo sat beside him for a while before getting up. The first thing he did when he went downstairs was to contact Zhang Xu and ask about the situation there.

Zhang Xu answered one by one, bills, compensation, he will deal with it, and said to Jian Zimo that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may look for him at night.

Jian Zimo: "..."

Thinking of His Highness the Crown Prince with a face as hard as a sculpture, he wanted to refuse.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-08-3023：53：03～2021-08-3119：01：31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Love is the only one, 20 bottles of Youji, Jin; 5 bottles of Owl; 1 bottle of Jingzhi, Lazy Cat, and Xiaoyao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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