Imperial National Treasure Class Medicinal Chef [Live]

In addition to the wounds on Zuo Qiuyan's body, there were also some fine cuts on the palms of his hands, which were different from the wounds on his body that were cut like sharp knives, and seemed to be caused by something thinner.The soft tissue at the edge of the wound is a little closed, presumably it was not injured today.

Jian Zimo squatted in front of Zuo Qiuyan, carefully applied medicine to the cuts on his chest, back and hands, and then looked down.Blinking his eyes, he felt a little awkward for a moment. This emotion came so strangely. He is a doctor. Although he is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, he also took human body classes.In the dormitory before, in the summer, the roommates would still wear a pair of boxers and walk around without feeling uncomfortable.

"Ahem," Jian Zimo's face was a little hot, he coughed twice, and asked, "So, is there any injury on your leg?"

Before waiting for an answer, she raised her head, and the person who bumped into her was the man with bright eyes, his pupils were rippling, his cheeks were flushed, and he was staring blankly at himself.

Jian Zimo's heart beat faster, as if it was about to rush out of his chest, and the hand holding the medicine couldn't help shaking slightly.

"Have you finished your medicine?"

Zuoqiu Jiang's voice came from the door, followed by footsteps.

The two of them turned their faces away like children who were caught doing bad things.

Zuoqiu Jiang came here because Mr. Chen refused to leave, and wanted to talk to Jian Zimo, about Chinese medicine, and also about his younger brother's condition.

Before Jian Zimo could speak, his palms were held, and when he turned around, he saw a man with disheveled hair and sweat on his forehead, beautiful phoenix eyes with a touch of fatigue, and a pale face almost the same color as his lips.

"After a while, I still have to make medicine for Yan Yan." Jian Zimo had already obtained the consent of Zuo Qiuyan before, and he could prescribe medicine for Zuo Qiuyan, so now his thoughts are all on this, and he and Chen Lao also agreed. Can't talk about anything.

"I'll go and talk to him." Zuo Qiujiang also came to ask after hearing from Mr. Chen that he wanted to talk to Jian Zimo about his younger brother's illness. Seeing that the two of them couldn't do without each other, they had no choice but to leave.

Patients after the outbreak of mania usually fall into a deep sleep. Some people sleep for a day or two, others for three or four days. Zuo Qiuyan woke up in only half an hour. His mental state is actually very poor.

After Jian Zimo helped him apply the medicine, he asked him to wash his face, comb his hair and let him sleep, but Zuo Qiuyan still refused to close his eyes and kept looking at him.It was as if a little beast that had just been abandoned was finally picked up by a new owner, afraid that if he closed his eyes, it would be a dream.

"Sleep, I'm not leaving." Jian Zimo sat on the edge of the bed, stretched the quilt for him, covered his forehead with his hand, slid it down gently, measured his heartbeat, and asked softly: "Does your head hurt? "

Zuo Qiuyan gave a soft "hmm".

Jian Zimo sat next to his pillow in another direction, put his hands on the back of his neck, and gently pressed the Fengchi acupoint: "Sleep, I promise not to leave."

My brain hurts badly. After being pressed, a sense of comfort comes from the inside out, which relieves the pain a lot.Zuo Qiuyan, who hadn't slept much since returning to Emperor Star, finally felt sleepy. Even if he tried to look at this person with his eyes open, he couldn't overcome the sleepiness, so he slowly closed his eyes.

Jian Zimo's hand strength changed from heavy to light, and he retracted his hand after hearing his breathing calmly, stood up carefully, and went out with his backpack.

Sure enough, Zuoqiu Jiang and the three doctors were still outside, but Zuoqiu Jian was not there unexpectedly.

"I'll make medicine for Yan Yan first," Jian Zimo sighed softly, why are these people so persistent, and continued: "It's night now, why don't you go back to have dinner first?"

Except for Zuoqiu Jiang, everyone present was a little uncomfortable with Jian Zimo's calmness. Mr. Chen still had an old problem with Chinese medicine.Ms. Ouyang is interested in his Quantum Beast. Dr. Gail has both. He has been studying the spiritual body and spiritual power all his life. It is also the first time that someone can use Quantum Beast to put His Highness into a deep sleep.

"Let's go to Yingsong Hall to rest first, there are many things, don't be in a hurry, anyway, you have to stay here for a few days." Zuoqiu Jiang persuaded, nothing is more important to her than her younger brother.

The three had no choice but to leave.

Jian Zimo sighed softly, looked at Zuoqiu Jiang: "Hello, where is the kitchen?"

Seeing that Jian Zimo was a little nervous, Zuo Qiujiang chuckled and said, "You don't need to use honorifics with me, you can call me Second Sister just like Xiaoyan, do you mind if I call you Jian Jian?"

Zuoqiu Jiang has a very good appearance, with a heroic look between her eyebrows, and she is dressed in a military uniform.

Jian Zimo had a good impression of her, so he nodded and said yes.

It was dinner time at this time, and the meal was being prepared in the kitchen. The female officer held her hands on her chest, swept her sharp eyes across the huge kitchen, and said loudly: "The three highnesses are eating here today, give me all your strength." That's right, His Highness must not be allowed to pick out the slightest mistake. Otherwise, the deduction of bonuses will be minor, and severe ones..."

"Miss Mei."

"Your Highness!" Maid Mei, who was training others, was very surprised when she saw the imperial daughter coming, thinking that she was hungry and couldn't wait to come to the kitchen, and apologized repeatedly: "Your Highness, I'm sorry, the food will be ready soon."

"It's okay." Zuoqiu Jiang waved his hands and said, "This is Mr. Jian. Let's see what he wants. Please cooperate."

The female officer looked at Jian Zimo, unexpectedly a strange man appeared in Fuyao Hall.

Jian Zimo said to Ms. Mei: "I want a casserole and some kitchen utensils. Give me two stoves, please."

The female officer responded repeatedly, and hurriedly asked someone to clean up the place.There is only one His Royal Highness in Fuyao Hall. Generally, if you don’t receive any notice, you will assume that His Royal Highness will eat in the main hall. When His Majesty and the Empress are visiting, the Second Highness either eats in Jianshi Hall or eats in the military headquarters before returning. On weekdays, the kitchen here is open fire every few days. of.

But today the Jianshi Hall was bombed, the Crown Prince and the Third Highness would eat here, the kitchen is very important, it has already been busy, all the stoves have been used, and it was impossible to find them all at once.The fastest stew will take seven to eight minutes to come out of the pot, and now it's time for dinner again.

Jian Zimo has been paying attention to their movements, and seeing them discussing in a low voice, he said, "It's okay, my medicine needs to be soaked for 10 minutes, you can just wait."

Zuoqiu Jiang frowned, and said, "Isn't there a cooking stove? Give up two, and it's okay to postpone dinner, and there are only four of us, so we can't eat so many dishes, so we don't need to make a big table."

The female officer responded repeatedly, and couldn't help but glance at the young man in front of her, muttering in her heart, who is this person?It can't be the future son-in-law!

Zuoqiu Jiang thought for a while, then continued: "When you see him in the future, it's like seeing me and my third brother, you know?"

Everyone in the kitchen was stunned for a moment, and immediately became energetic, and they all responded "OK" in unison.

His Highness the Third Highness, the prince who was trapped in Yongning Palace, heard that if he walked through his window, his neck would be broken.

The atmosphere in the kitchen suddenly became weird. Jian Zimo felt it very keenly, but he didn't understand it. He put down his backpack and started grabbing medicine.

Jian Zimo's medicine is still a supplement for calming the nerves. It is mainly used to treat mania, and the medicinal properties are not too strong. Then he started to make medicated food.There will also be mutual restraint between traditional Chinese medicine and traditional Chinese medicine, so Jian Zimo uses the same medicine, a longan chicken, steamed egg with ginseng sand and fried lettuce.

It takes an hour to decoct the medicine and another hour to stew the chicken, so there is no rush for the remaining two dishes.

Jian Zimo asked about Zuo Qiuyan, and when he heard that he crushed the cup yesterday, he realized why he had a small wound on his palm.

At the bottom of his heart, he didn't know what it was like for a moment. He thought of what Zuo Qiuyan said before, because seeing him with Zuo Qiuling caused him to become manic. His pitiful appearance made his heart ache slightly.

"Didn't Zhang Xu say that you don't have spiritual power? What's the deal with that healing-type quantum beast?" Zuoqiu Jiang wanted to ask a long time ago, scratching her heart and lungs. That powerful healing-type quantum beast made her quantum beast The beasts are all shaken.

The voice beside Jian Zimo interrupted Jian Zimo's thinking, he was at a loss for a moment, his pupils slowly widened, and he looked at Zuoqiu Jiang in disbelief.

Yes, Quantum Beast.

At that time, his mind was all on Zuo Qiuyan, and when he saw the Quantum Beast coming out, he thought it was set by someone else, and he put it behind him later.

Thinking about it now, when he called out "Yan Yan", he only had one thought in his head, save him!

Then the whole person was in a trance, and the huge quantum beast appeared.

Was it released by his mind?But why didn't he feel it?

Seeing Jian Zimo's confused face, Zuoqiu Jiang asked, "You don't know?"

Jian Zimo shook his head: "I don't know."

After finishing the words, he frowned and wanted to feel it, but he didn't feel anything. He pressed his fingers on the Cunkou, feeling the pulse carefully.

He was not very familiar with the pulse of a healer, and when he took the pulse of a healer, he almost thought he was a woman disguised as a man.However, since ancient times, the pulse conditions of men and women are different.Men are based on qi, while women are based on blood. The difference is that "the male chi pulse is always empty, while the female chi pulse is constant and prosperous. The male chi pulse is weak, while the female chi pulse is strong."

So after careful distinction, you can figure it out.

But in fact, the pulse of the healer cannot be distinguished by men and women.According to Jian Zimo's results, he is compatible with Qi and blood, and his pulse is as warm as autumn water and as continuous as spring rain, which is a very comfortable pulse condition.It is difficult to match what is recorded in traditional books.

But now, Jian Zimo's pulse is still the pulse of a normal human without spiritual power, not as strong and aggressive as a warrior's pulse, nor as peaceful as a healer.

"I can't sense it." Jian Zimo looked confused, and couldn't help pressing his temples. It seems that his research on this aspect will continue to deepen.

"Let Mr. Chen show you then!" It was the first time Zuoqiu Jiang saw someone who didn't know he had spiritual power, and couldn't sense it. This situation was obviously abnormal.

But she was afraid of making Jian Zimo worry too much, so she didn't say much.

Jian Zimo's three medicated meals were ready, and they were placed on the trolley along with the decocted medicines. He was about to push them out, but when he saw that the people in the kitchen were trying to hide the discomfort between their brows, he immediately understood.

"Second Sister, can you build a decoction room and use it for decocting medicine at that time." Jian Zimo guessed that he might have to stay here for a few days, and he couldn't always come to the kitchen to decoct medicine, which would be bad for everyone.

"En!" Zuoqiu Jiang responded, glanced coldly at the people in the kitchen, and followed them out.

She often went to the third brother's place, and she was used to the smell of traditional Chinese medicine. The people in the temple had never smelled the bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine, and the expressions on their faces were all untouched. It seemed that she was not there often, and everyone was too relaxed.

When Jian Zimo pushed the trolley back to the hall, he just turned a corner from the corridor when he saw Zuo Qiuyan in a red robe had woken up, standing barefoot in front of the door, looking ahead from a distance, like a lost man. Like a child.

"Yanyan." Jian Zimo yelled with chest tightness, and walked over quickly pushing the cart, "Why did you wake up so quickly?"

Zuo Qiuyan turned his head, quietly watched the person approaching, and slowly let go of the tightly clenched hands hanging by his side, with grievances on his face: "Where did you go?"

"I'm going to make medicine for you, have you slept for an hour?"

"Enough sleep."

"No shoes?"

"It's all your fault."

"Okay, okay, blame me."

Zuoqiu Jiang didn't follow, her face was a little pale, Quantum Beast was yelling in her mind, her whole body was stiff, and she relaxed when the two of them walked to the dining room, leaning against the wall to breathe.

Xiaoyan was standing outside the door just now, why didn't Jian Zimo feel the powerful mental coercion and killing intent?

That possible power, even a healer or an ordinary person, cannot fail to feel it!

"Clap clap clap!"

There were hurried footsteps outside, Zuoqiu Jian ran in with several officers, but only saw Zuoqiu Jiang, the terrifying power that spread throughout the palace disappeared.

Zuo Qiuxiu looked at his pale-faced younger sister, and asked in a deep voice, "Where's Xiao Yan?"

When he felt that coercion, he knew it was Xiaoyan.

Zuoqiu Jiang clutched her chest and replied in a hoarse voice: "Sure, let's eat!"

"should?"

"Well, just now I went to the kitchen with Jian Jian to cook medicine and make dinner for him. When he came back, he stood at the door and recovered when he saw Jian Jian."

Zuoqiu Jiang suddenly felt, could Jian Zimo be Xiaoyan's medicine?

Zuoqiuan was also very surprised when he heard this, but he still asked the adjutant to inform Mr. Chen not to come.Then let a few officers disband first, and we will talk about it tomorrow.

Several people left quickly.

"Brother, is there a result?" Zuoqiu Jiang asked worriedly. Her brother confirmed that Xiaoyan was fine, and then went to deal with the public opinion that this incident detonated today. There have been rumors on the Internet that the third prince lost control and tortured and killed hundreds of 2S fighters.

I don't know who moved so fast.

"Let's talk about it! Let's go and see Xiaoyan first." Zuoqiuan's face was a bit grim. It's impossible for no one to intervene behind the scenes with so much ferment on the Internet.

Zuo Qiujiang didn't say anything more, and the two walked towards the restaurant, but their brains were aching.

When the two of them entered the dining room, the female official in charge of the Fuyao Palace happened to come in and asked if dinner was ready, and after receiving the yes, she asked the kitchen to bring the food up.

Soon, a long table formed two different camps.

On the main seat is Zuoqiu Jian, and on the left is Zuoqiu Jiang. The head basin is served first, and there are female officials and servants on both sides, ready to remove the dishes and serve the dishes at any time.

Zuo Qiuyan sat in the middle of the table, and there were also female officials and waiters, but he couldn't do anything, because they didn't seem to be facing each other with delicate and layered dishes.There were only three dishes, and someone wanted to help dismantle the chicken, but was stared at coldly, and did not dare to move for a moment.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Jian Zimo had the most headache. He didn't expect this to happen. He thought it was a Chinese restaurant.He just wanted to make a few medicinal meals for Yan Yan, and then eat them together.

"Here, Jane, let's eat with us! Where's the younger brother? Should we eat together, or?" Zuoqiu Jiang realized that something was wrong at this moment. She forgot to tell Jian Jian when she was in the kitchen.

"I want to eat my own." Zuo Qiuyan didn't take his eyes off the two bites of chicken on the delicate plate.Focus on the steamed egg in front of you, taking small bites, squinting your eyes from time to time, looking very comfortable.

Zuoqiu Jiang said: "Okay, then Jian Jian will eat with us!"

Jian Zimo responded "Yes".

In a somewhat weird atmosphere, several people just "make do with" their dinner. At the whole table, except for Zuo Qiuyan and Jian Zimo who talked from time to time, no one spoke.

Zuo Qiuyan tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Jian Zimo: "Eat this."

Jian Zimo also gave him a piece of lettuce: "Eat more vegetables, it's good for your brain."

"The soup is delicious."

"I'll cook it for you tomorrow."

The two seemed to be talking to each other.

Zuoqiu Jiang has been eating like this since she was a child, and she is already used to it, but when the stewed chicken soup floats here from time to time, she can't help but salivate, it looks so delicious, and the aroma is very pleasant.

She watched Jian Zimo’s live broadcast twice, not in the holographic cabin, but a general holographic live broadcast. Many people in the live broadcast room said “Quantum Beast still wants to eat” while watching the live broadcast. She thought it was a joke, but now she smells it. This taste, her quantum beast also wants to eat it.

Zuoqiu Jiang smiled and said: "Little brother, the soup looks very fragrant."

Zuo Qiuyan stretched out his hand and silently brought the stew closer: "Mine."

Zuoqiu Jiang: "..."

Should I impress my little brother to talk to me within three hours of a manic episode, or should I be angry and refuse to give me a bowl of soup?

"There's so much, you can't finish it all by yourself." Jian Zimo was also a little annoyed, when he made Zuo Qiuyan's medicinal diet, he didn't expect to ask them if they wanted it, it was his own negligence.

Someone got a new bowl, Jian Zimo made two bowls for Zuo Qiuyan's brother and second sister, the latter two received one bowl from Zuo Qiuyan.

As long as manic patients have not become fools or lunatics, they are normal when they are not ill. After eating dinner and drinking medicine, Zuo Qiuyan's hostility seems to have faded a lot, except that his face is still cold. There are no other problems.

After dinner, Zuoqiuan deliberately wanted to chat with Jian Zimo, but before he could open his mouth, he was dragged away by his younger brother because he was sleepy.

It's not surprising that people after mania suffer from drowsiness, but the soft-spoken person is really not acting like a baby?

Zuoqiuan had seen the two get along, but it was the first time seeing the younger brother who was as soft as a small animal, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

After Jian Zimo was dragged back to the room by Zuo Qiuyan, he felt his pulse first, and finally checked the time. He asked him to wash his face and feet first, and then he came back to check his wounds before going to sleep.

Zuo Qiuyan responded and went into the bathroom. After going in for an hour, he came out with new clothes and wet hair.

"Zuoqiuyan!" Jian Zimo was so angry that he couldn't help stretching out his hands to pinch his face. This man, this man still has wounds on his body. Not only the medicine was washed away after taking a bath, but the wounds are also prone to inflammation.

"It hurts." Zuo Qiuyan said expressionlessly, but his eyes were bright.

"Take a bath even if you know it hurts?" Jian Zimo had a headache.Fortunately, when I looked at the wound, I accidentally found that the wound was a little scarred, and I felt that the medicine of the interstellar age was very powerful.

After Jian Zimo reapplied the medicine to him, he was about to take a bath, only to realize that he didn't bring any clothes.

"Here." Zuoqiuyan pulled Jian Zimo through the room and opened a door. It was a cloakroom where all his clothes were hung.

It had been tidied up during the hour they ate, and besides that, there were a few little mice, including the particularly ugly one whose ears he had sewn up.

Zuo Qiuyan turned sideways to block the ugly mouse.

Jian Zimo didn't notice his movements, but at a glance, they were all silk nightgowns or wide-sleeved robes, of all kinds, more than when he was in Blue Star.

Zuo Qiuyan picked out a set and handed it to him: "It's clean."

Jian Zimo nodded and took it, turned around and left the room, Zuo Qiuyan didn't follow, turned around and picked up the ugly mouse, poked its ugly ear, and murmured: "You lied to Momo."

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of turbulent, incomprehensible emotions.

Jian Zimo was not used to it when he came out of the shower. The silk was so slippery that it even slipped on his shoulders.This was the first time he felt that Zuo Qiuyan was a little wider than himself.

While walking while pulling clothes, Jian Zimo entered the room and saw Zuo Qiuyan sitting on the bed, staring at the direction of the bathroom, wearing a nightgown of the same color, which made him a little uncomfortable, it felt like a couple wearing couple clothes like.

In order to break the embarrassment, Jian Zimo tore his clothes and asked, "Is there anything weird?"

Zuo Qiuyan shook his head: "It's beautiful."

Jian Zimo was amused, how could the nightgown look good.

"By the way, where do I sleep?" Jian Zimo wiped his hair and approached Zuo Qiuyan, and was dragged to the edge of the bed to sit down. The towel was taken from his hand and replaced with a pair of well-articulated hands. Jian Zimo was surprised Tried to stand up, was pushed down.

"Don't move, I'll wipe it for you." Zuo Qiuyan continued, "You sleep with me."

Jian Zimo wanted to turn his head, but his head was straightened again, and he sighed lightly: "No, there should be room."

This bed is about [-] meters long and [-] meters wide. It is very big, and it is very wide for two people, but Jian Zimo feels a little uncomfortable. He didn't do it before. What's wrong with him?

Why are you so uncomfortable and embarrassed when you come to Emperor Star this time?

"Nothing."

"there must be."

"Nothing."

All right!no!

Jian Zimo surrendered.

Jian Zimo's hair is very short, so it doesn't take long to wipe it, and with a towel to absorb water, it dries quickly.The person who wiped his hair felt a little sorry, and rubbed the top of his head vigorously, knocking him down on the bed.

"Zuoqiuyan!" Jian Zimo gritted his teeth.

"Your hair is too short." Zuo Qiuyan said confidently.

"You can't spoil it even if it's short." Jian Zimo got angry, climbed onto the bed, and checked that the time was only nine o'clock late.It's still early for him.But Zuo Qiuyan had to sleep, Jian Zimo patted the pillow: "Come and sleep quickly, give me your hand."

Jian Zimo sat cross-legged on the bed, waiting for someone to come and pull his wrist, and pressed his three fingers on the Cunkou, carefully feeling his pulse.

The pulse is still rampant, but there is no previous attack that wants to break through the skin, and it has returned to a relatively stable state for the time being.

"Tomorrow, I will talk to Mr. Chen about your situation, and we will see how to treat it later."

"Ok!"

"Go to sleep!"

Jian Zimo saw that his eyes were a little confused, let go of his hand, and pulled up the quilt to cover him.

"You sleep too!"

"Sleep, sleep!"

Jian Zimo yawned. He didn't sleep much except for those few hours on the spaceship, and he didn't know if it was due to jet lag. He was really sleepy.

The lights in the room were turned off, and Jian Zimo thought that he would have to wait a while before falling asleep, but he fell asleep immediately.

As the night fell and the moon set in the west, there was a rustling sound in the dark room. In the darkness, a figure sat up, half-raised up, with clear eyes, looking at the sleeping person, and pressed his fingers on his lips.

作者有话要说：男尺脉恒虚，女尺脉恒盛。男尺脉弱，女尺脉盛，自出于高阳生《脉诀》感谢在2021-09-1923：53：15～2021-09-2023：58：45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Si Ning Yaluo;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：兔小白、七月20瓶；生花舞起15瓶；2253809210瓶；477517305瓶；小妖、C、棠吟1瓶；

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

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