Ten days later, too hospital. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Lianfang finally got this secret recipe.

A recipe that claims to prolong life.

Chen Xiao hid him in a feng shui number book about the horoscope. First he cured the plague, and then he cut off Xu Cairen's stomach disease, and no one doubted his medical skills in the entire hospital.

Therefore, Wang Lianfang thought that he hid Fang Zi here in order to hide people's eyes.

Longevity!

Wang Lianfang took out a pen and paper and transcribed Fang Zi. He put the prescription back in its place.

Looking at the prescription, Wang Lianfang couldn't help but be speechless, Rao was the secretary of his hospital, and the preciousness of the medicinal materials in Fang Zi was also shocked. Millennial ginseng, Tianshan Snow Lotus, 10,000-year-old Polygonum multiflori, antelope horn... But then I thought that the role of this recipe is to prolong life, and it is to compete with the heavens for longevity, and it is natural that medicinal materials are precious.

There is even a medical theory in the prescription, and the number of people who live is also determined. Why is it delayed? Recuperate, nourish or remedicate, without exception, the more the better, but not necessarily effective. Only...

The recipe is mutilated, and the back is gone.

Wang Lianfang was not angry, because he saw the two medicines in the prescription, called the blood of father and son. Based on his experience, he probably guessed that it was the blood of his father and son, supplemented by the precious herbs in the prescription, to prolong his father's life.

Because of the incomplete prescription, Wang Lianfang could not explore the medical theory. At this moment, he suddenly realized that maybe Chen Xiao hid the prescription here, not necessarily to hide it. It's this kind of blood connection, which may be secretly in line with the way of heaven. It's just that this way of heaven, in addition to being beneficial to the Father, is it detrimental to the Son?

Doubts flashed and were quickly replaced by excitement, and when he thought of the cat in the plague prescription, the blood of father and son in the recipe seemed ridiculous at first glance. But as it turned out, it was cat feces that cured the plague.

Therefore, Wang Lianfang was so excited that he almost went to the court, because he seemed to see countless fame, fortune, and beauties beckoning to him.

At the end of the day, the early dynasty had retreated, Huizong rested in the Wende Hall for a while, and Lin Bao came in again after going out and said: "Your Majesty, the imperial doctor has something important to ask to see." ”

Huizong straightened his clothes, spat out and said, "Xuan." ”

"Weichen Wang Lianfang visits the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live." Wang Lianfang kowtowed and bowed.

"Flat. What is Aiqing's matter? ”

Wang Lianfang glanced at Lin Bao before saying, "Back to the emperor, the minister gets a prescription, which can prolong his life." ”

As soon as his words fell, Huizong was surprised and said, "Is Aiqing's words true? ”

And Lin Bao on the side, an extremely strange brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"Absolutely." Wang Lianfang's waist has never been as straight as it is today.

"Good, great good!" Huizong's face was full of excitement, although he was called long live, he couldn't really live it. With him sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, except for the sixteen states of Youyun that are about to become obsessed, only lifespan has such a great temptation for him. Even the craggy rocks and calligraphy saints can't do it.

"What are the herbs in that recipe that are extremely difficult to find?" Huizong said with concern.

Wang Lianfang nodded and said, "This recipe has been searched by Weichen for several years, and the required materials have been found eight or nine out of ten, and now it is only the same. ”

"What's that herb?" Huizong said urgently. With him as the king of a country, if he wants to gather two medicinal materials, he is naturally stronger than Wang Lianfang's only one imperial doctor.

"It's a drop of the emperor's true dragon blood." Wang Lianfang said.

Huizong was stunned for a moment and asked, "How can the prescription be so weird?" ”

Knowing that Hui Zongxian mistakenly thought that the prescription should be based on his bloodline, Wang Lianfang explained: "Weichen uses this prescription to prolong the emperor's life, so he needs the emperor's dragon blood." But if it is Wechen himself, then only Wechen's blood is needed. ”

"I see. It's just a drop of blood, Aiqing just came to take it. "Compared to the longevity, a drop of blood is really insignificant. Even if it's the emperor's blood.

"The emperor waited for a while, Weichen had informed King Chen before, and when King Chen arrived, Weichen would take the blood of the emperor and King Chen and refine Shouyuan Dan." Wang Lianfang smiled.

With such a credit, Wang Lianfang naturally wanted to give it to King Chen.

"Yuanxi, this kid has a heart." Sure enough, Huizong was satisfied.

******

It's still too a hospital.

Shi Shiran, a palace maid with a beautiful appearance and a clear figure, walked into the Tai Hospital, and all the imperial doctors she saw stood respectfully on the side, and some of them even showed some smiles that looked very sincere, because she was the person of the eldest princess of Xianjing, Lan Xin.

"My master is a little unwell, so I came to ask Imperial Doctor Wu to go for treatment." Lan Xin's voice was a little soft, and it sounded very comfortable.

Chen Xiao followed her, watching her cross the small bridge over the river by jumping grid as she passed by the Imperial Garden Path. You're like this, you tell me your master is sick?

Hall of Clouds.

"Go in, the master is waiting for you inside." Lan Xin said.

The huge palace is now the only one left in Xianjing. Her green silk hangs slightly, her hair bun is only sporadic dress, she is wearing a goose yellow skirt, her eyebrows are lightly swept, and her expression is quiet.

"Wuda has seen the eldest princess."

Xianjing nodded, motioned for him to sit down, and said, "Brother Huang gave you great blessings, do you know why?" ”

If you say it's okay to see a doctor, even if it's not, can you be perfunctory first?

"The emperor is extremely talented, and Weichen can't guess it." Chen Xiao said.

"I've guessed a little, do you want to hear it?" Hyunjing smiled. She smiled, and the entire Cloud Breeze Hall was overshadowed. She is like the West Lake, with heavy makeup and light makeup.

Chen Xiao, who couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in her gourd, simply made a gesture of listening to her ears.

"I heard that Master Hou used to run a restaurant for a living."

Although the restaurant was handed over to Fugui to take care of, it was obvious that he couldn't hide it from someone who had a heart, so Chen Xiao nodded very frankly.

"There is a story circulating in your drunken immortal building, which says that a public tribe who was born with body odor was finally cured by a poor boy, and the two ended up beheaded." Xianjing's voice was still faint.

Chen Xiao was a little confused, which meant a few things. I won't use the topic to play and say that I sarcastically have body odor in her. So he was a little uncertain and said, "The person who told this story has been killed by me, and he is Li Lianhua." ”

Xianjing's eyes were faintly narrow, but in the end, they turned into an extremely sincere look on her face, and she said lightly: "Do you dare to marry a princess?" ”

Yes?!

This word does represent Chen Xiao's mood at the moment, and with his extremely strong heart, he can only say a little inexplicably: "This has something to do with the emperor giving me the word Hongfu?" ”

Hearing this, Xianjing's face flashed with some ridicule, and said: "When you first arrived in Bianliang, you probably haven't heard the name of my Kefu spread in the world. Even though she is tenacious, she still can't hide the endless loneliness under her anger, "What does their death have to do with this palace." This is the first time she has called herself this palace in front of Chen Xiao.

It turned out to be another sad person.

PS: I've heard a joke, I don't know if it's said by Boss Ma who is going to send 200 million red envelopes tonight. He said if you tell a person, I have a product with an annualized return of six percent. Others will have a lot of questions, including security, capital investment, product structure, and so on. But if you say that the annualized return is 200%, there may be only one sentence, the quota is reserved, and I will withdraw the money. Wang Lianfang is like this now. (This part of the word does not count as money)