"Need your biological father's blood as a medicine? It's the first time Qian has heard of it, and he dares to ask the old doctor, what is the difference between Hu'er's Tianxing and red eyes? When the owner of the Qian Zhuang heard that he needed his beloved son-in-law's blood as a medicine, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Look!" Fang Qing said, opening Hu'er's eyelids, only to see a few grains of rice-like white pimples in the eyelids, "This is the root of the disease, this toxin is produced by my father's drinking and sexual intercourse and brought to the mother's womb, so the bell must be tied to the bell." Fang Qing said slowly, her eyes not glancing at the owner of the money village on the side.

"Forgive me for taking the liberty of everything, what is the use of asking for the blood of my beloved son-in-law?"

Fang Qing cursed in her heart this damn fat man, where is so much nonsense! Even if I say it, you understand!

"Master Qian, I have been practicing medicine for many years, I am not a charlatan, if you believe me, I can guarantee to cure your grandson's eye disease, if you don't believe me, Qin Fang will be disturbed, so I will leave with my daughter." With that, Fang Qing got up to leave, "That's right...... In the past few days, it has been cold, and I hope that the owner of the money village will pay attention to the old injury in the knee and the rheumatism in the shoulder, as well as ...... In spring, it is not advisable to eat more leeks, heartburn, you must have a bad mouth sores in recent days, drink some chrysanthemums, and reduce the fire in your eyes! ”

After that, he walked out the door without looking back, no matter how Xue Zilong looked at himself.

"Wait......" The owner of the Qian Zhuang shouted urgently, slowly stood up, and his eyes flashed with incredulity, "Doctor Qin, don't blame the old man for loving his son, how do you know that I have an old knee injury?" ”

Fang Qing was secretly happy in her heart, her face was full of disdain, and she turned around impatiently, "On the Qian Zhuang owner, although it is covered by sandalwood, there is still a faint smell of musk and angelica, plus the corners of your eyes are red, your lips are noisy, and there is a sticky smell of blood in your breath...... The smell of any herb is impossible to escape my nose......"

"Sure enough, it's a miracle doctor, Qian has served, someone is coming!" The owner of the money village looked happy, and hurriedly welcomed Fang Qing, who had a disdainful face, back to his seat.

Xie Qiankun hurriedly lowered his head, and rubbed his side with a flattering face.

Fang Qing said again, "Without my biological father's blood, I can't get medicine." ”

"That's easy!" The owner of the Qian Zhuang tilted his fat head and shouted to Xie Qiankun, "Butler, go to General Meng's mansion quickly and bring my uncle back, just say...... Hu'er wants to see him. ”

"Uh...... Yes, sir. Although Xie Qiankun agreed, he looked embarrassed.

And this little bit of strangeness did not escape Fang Qing's eyes.

looked at the tiger lying on the bed, with some white lines in his nails, and he understood a thing or two in his heart......

When Xie Qiankun went out, Fang Qing wrote down a prescription: "Gu Jingcao, Mimenghua, Qinghuo, Gentian, Yin Chen, Yuanzhi, Safflower, Jiazhu, Angelica, Skullcap, ......"

"These herbs... I want all the ingredients, and the other ...... Prepare two rooms for me and my daughter Xiaoxue, and no one will be allowed to come in and disturb us while we are taking medicine...... Does the owner of the money have an idea? Fang Qing put down the pen, threw a piece of tissue paper to the owner of the bank, picked up the teacup, smacked the smell of dew between the tea leaves, and shook his head again and again.

"Master Qian, your Longjing is a good tea, but wouldn't it be better to use the dew on the bamboo, why should you use the dew on the flowers and leaves of the moon season......

"Miracle Doctor...... Sure enough, it's a miracle doctor! I can even taste the taste of my dew. The owner of the money village was overjoyed, "This time the tiger's illness will definitely be cured." ”

In this way, Fang Qing and Xue Zilong were arranged in the best guest rooms, the front yard was the master's yard, the back yard was the place where the kitchen and servants lived, the two rooms were adjacent, and they had a bird's-eye view of the entire Qian Mansion.

After a kind of servant withdrew, only Fang Qing and Xue Zilong were left in the house. Fang Qing sat down on the bench with a plop, peeled off her gray beard, scratched her red chin, and shouted at the fake model outside the door:

"Xiaoxue, quickly help build a stove for decoction for my father."

Where is Xue Zilong willing to eat such anger, and was about to have a seizure, when Fang Qing covered his mouth and said softly, "The wall has ears!" ”

Xue Zilong had no choice but to pinch his nose, roll his eyes, and respond angrily, "Yes, Daddy!" ”

Fang Qing took out his handkerchief and handed it to Xue Zilong, "Put this on, cover your mouth and nose, and open the window." ”

"No! There is no one else here, just let me wear women's clothes, this veil, a strange fragrance......"

"Why have you changed into a woman's clothes, and your mouth has been chattering! Do you want to save your fourth prince at night?! Fang Qing raised his eyebrows and moved Zhao Zhi out again.

Fang Qing found that as long as Zhao Zhi's safety and reputation were brought out, Xue Zilong would inevitably be as obedient as a big girl.

Xue Zilong had to learn from Fang Qing's appearance, covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and a strange fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.

Not long after, a strong smell of decoction came out from Fang Qing's guest room, and it smoked the entire Qian Mansion, and the smell of medicine entered the nose of the owner of the Qian Village, and the owner of the Qian Village only felt that his heart and lungs were cool, comfortable and refreshing, and he couldn't help sighing, it was really a miracle doctor, and even the smell of medicine made people feel refreshed......

It wasn't until the evening that Xie Qiankun invited the slightly drunk uncle to his home, and as soon as Meng Qingshan entered the door, he sat on the chair with his butt crooked, his voice was like a flood, and he scolded angrily, "Why don't you go and pour tea for Lao Tzu!" ”

Xie Qiankun hesitated, his eyes were full of boredom and contempt, and he said in a low voice: "Uncle, the master will be here soon, please correct your words and deeds, so as not to ......"

"Lao Tzu let you take care of it! You're a piece of! Meng Qingshan was furious, although he was in armor, he couldn't stop the speed of his flying legs at all, and he kicked Xie Qiankun in the face with one foot.

I saw Xie Qiankun's body in an arc, flying out of the door, falling heavily on the door frame, lying on the ground like a toad, snorting for a long time, unable to get up.

Finally got the owner of the Qian Zhuang and Fang Qing and a group of people coming over, Xie Qiankun got up from the ground with half of his swollen face covered by bruises, his face was as white as frost, his face was crying, and he hummed and cried in front of the owner of the Qian Village: "Master! You have to call the shots for the little one, my uncle was drinking in the army, and I persuaded him for a long time before I persuaded him to come to the house, but I didn't expect it...... I didn't expect ...... My uncle didn't agree with each other, so he added his fists and feet to the small ones, and the small ones suffered little, but they ...... But as an uncle, he sprinkled in his father-in-law's house...... If this is the word spread...... I'm afraid, I'm afraid that people will say that our young lady, in General Meng's mansion, is not as good as a maid......"

Xie Qiankun cried and mourned, only to see that the owner of the Qian Zhuang had turned from white to red, from red to black, and at this moment, he was already a piece of dried old bacon hanging on his round head, and his face was stiff with a black and black face.

"This Steward Xie is really a good hand at slapping horses and telling right and wrong...... Obviously, he was wronged by his uncle, but with the help of the owner of the bank, he cleaned up Meng Qingshan, who was sleeping soundly at this time, if Meng Qingshan was awake at this time, presumably half of Xie Qiankun's face would have to swell into a monkey's belly. Fang Qing dragged Xue Zilong and said quietly, "Look at people's kung fu, you can stand up to ten Xue commanders, hehe." ”

Xue Zilong kneaded the silk silk in his hand, he didn't dare to make a sound, the anger in his eyes was presented on a miserable face, and he held his breath between his lips and teeth, "You'd better not do anything about it, and try your best to determine the location of the four princes." ”

"Ask him~" Fang Qing glanced at Xue Zilong, and then glanced at Meng Qingshan, who was sitting in the hall snoring like thunder, the corners of his mouth hung up slightly, and under his forehead, which was full of ravines, a pair of mysterious smiles swept imperceptibly.