Jingluo sat on the bed, patted his chest, gasped, and muttered: "Fortunately, fortunately, I was not discovered by my grandmother!"

She took out an earthy-colored medicine bottle from the pillow, untied the gauze on her ankles, and the faint aroma of herbs lingered on the tip of Su Han's nose, which smelled very good.

The bleeding in the place where the medicine was applied was almost stopped, and the wound was slowly healing, and Qin Huan's serious appearance when he bandaged himself suddenly appeared in her mind, thinking about it carefully, Qin Xuan was quite clear-eyed, dull, and a little easy to bully!

Jingluo couldn't help laughing, but he didn't know when he would be able to sneak out again, and if he ran out, he didn't know if he would be able to see that stupid boy.

Jing Luo thought about it until the saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth fell on the back of her tender hand, she blushed and dried her hands, and treated the wound again, applying the brown-black liquid from the earth-colored medicine bottle to the wound, wrapping it in gauze, and holding her chin to look at the candle flame in a daze.

......

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A simple house with an oil lamp burning for a long time.

There were heavy ink shadows on the bamboo slips, a big hand with distinct bones was carefully flipping through it, the young man's brows were a little tight, as if he was looking for some answer, and the books on the desk were piled up into a small mountain, all of which he had read when he came back.

Since he returned home from outside the city, took a simple bath, and ate some snacks, Qin Xuan has been flipping through medical books to seek answers, but after some reading, to no avail.

Qin Huan's mind was full of symptoms about Jingluo, his lips were pale and his face was bloodless...... But his limbs were strong and powerful, and when he was supporting Jingluo, he secretly cut the secondary pulse, and before he pressed it hard, he felt that the pulse was stable and powerful, not like a disease of physical weakness.

But he always felt strange in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

He sighed very weakly, and rubbed the mountain roots, he has encountered a lot of incurable diseases, and most of them are very useful according to Changsangjun's secret recipes, but today...... But I don't have a clue.

What went wrong?

Qin Xuan fell into thinking, and in a blink of an eye, the oil ran out of light, and the morning sun drove away the darkness that Qin Xuan thought would come, and it was another round of good weather, Qin Xuan stretched his stiff body, and sat cross-legged all night, and the whole person's improvement was much more depressed.

He didn't have time to make a good adjustment, washed his face and ran to the inn, stood at the counter, flipped through the account books, and asked Xiao Si to count the utensils in the teahouse.

A little boy hurriedly ran into the teahouse and shouted, "Which one is Mr. Qin Xuan?"

Qin slowly stopped flipping through his hand, "It's down." ”

Xiao Tong walked to the counter and put a piece of cloth on the counter, "This is Changsangjun asked me to pass it on to you!"

"Thank you. Qin slowly opened the drawer and took out two small candy cubes and put them in the child's hand, "Take it and eat it!"

The boy took the candy and bounced away.

Qin Xuan looked at the cloth on the counter, frowned and thought: On weekdays, the teacher has something to tell me, and he comes directly to the inn, how can he send a message today?

Qin Xuan hurriedly spread out the cloth, it was Changsangjun's handwriting, and there was still the incense that Changsangjun burned in the incense burner yesterday on this cloth. It's just that the content of this letter is a little difficult for him to understand.

"Yue people, as a teacher has taught you all what he has learned all his life, his wish has been fulfilled, and it is also the time to leave, don't read it. In addition, the art on paper is far less important than the art outside the paper, and the doctor has a long way to go, so you can only explore it yourself. - Changsangjun. ”

"Teacher ......"

Qin slowly sighed, walked to the door of the inn, and saluted the blue sky in the distance: "Thank you for the teacher's kindness." ”

Meet people and get to know each other...... There will be a parting, whether it is because of distance or illness, as long as you meet it, it is a parting. Qin Xuan still understands this kind of truth, how many people come and go back and forth in this inn every day, and how likely is it to meet a guest who talks eloquently?

Qin Shu comforted himself, forgetting that Chang Sangjun was a repeat guest he had entertained for ten years.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, a month has passed, the county is still the same, the city of Zhao Kingdom, there are endless messengers, the market is still bustling, Qin Huan's inn business is thriving, the noble Wang family of the main family also gave him a few more Xiaosi for this, Qin Xuan can sometimes steal half a day's leisure, and find a shady corner in the market, next to Li San's stall who buys jewelry.

He made a wooden sign with the words "Loose Doctor" written on it.

Li San didn't understand what these two words meant, but Qin Shu himself didn't know either, he didn't think so much about the few words he wrote casually, and besides, the doctor's skill was not on the table, and it was taboo to be flashy.

When Qin was idle, he came here to check the pulse of people, and put the knowledge he had learned into practice one by one, he already had a way to make a living, and all the money he collected was not much, it was just a prescription.

There are not many people who come to Qin Chuan for treatment, most of them are old people, Qin Chuan saw that it was difficult for them to have food, clothing, food and clothing, and basically did not charge money for prescriptions, and the old woman lived in a humid environment for a long time, and the joints of her limbs often tingled, and she couldn't stand the wind and rain.

Qin Xuan boiled Chinese herbs such as Panax notoginseng powder, turtle worm, chicken blood vine, and Sumu into a decoction and handed it over to the old woman to take.

The old lady took medicine according to his instructions every day, moved to a dry and warm place, and paid attention to the wind and warmth, and avoided eating fish and shrimp and other foods.

Over time, he also gained a small reputation in the county, from being ignored to queuing up for consultations, Qin Xuan's medical skills have also been greatly improved.

On that day, he finished writing a prescription and handed it to his sister-in-law in front of him, but he was snatched away by a fair-skinned jade hand halfway.

"Girl, how can you ......" Qin slowly raised his head and couldn't even speak, he never thought that he would be able to meet Jingluo in this life.

Jingluo was dressed in green and was very refreshing, she read the recipe carefully, although she was a poison doctor, she was very interested in this serious medicinal material, but her grandmother did not allow her to learn.

This seems to be just a recipe for replenishing blood qi, Jing Luo suddenly felt bored, so he threw it to Qin Xuan, "It's boring, can't you have some recipes that I haven't seen before?"

Qin Xuan didn't get angry, just smiled and handed Fang Zi to his sister-in-law.

"Why are you here today?"

"Of course I'm looking for you!Otherwise, what are you doing in this shitty place!" Jingluo hugged his body and sat on the table where he checked his pulse. This caused the people in the queue behind to be dissatisfied, and they were all sighing and talking.

"Little girl, you need to queue up to see a doctor!"

"yes!

......

The discussion continued, Jingluo's ears were about to explode, and he was about to scold, but Qin's gentle voice took the lead.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I can't stop today, Qin has some personal matters, so let's stop here today. Qin slowly got up and saluted the long line, already ashamed.

Those who were talking about it looked at Qin Xuan's humble attitude, and they all dispersed one by one.