Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Consequences of Forgetting to Take Medicine
If it weren't for the fact that Emperor Xianchen's identity could not be revealed at will, Huang Ziqi would have said it a long time ago.
Song Wan's current identity is her mother, and she hasn't experienced her mother's concern for a long time, so she can only nod, thinking in her heart what Di Xianchen's reaction will be if she hears this. Emperor Xianchen is a god, and he has been respected since he was born, so he shouldn't have experienced such a thing, right? Thinking of this, Huang Ziqi couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Song Wan looked at her with a puzzled face.
Huang Ziqi shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just thought of some interesting things." ”
Song Wan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Ziqi, you, how have you been doing all these years?" ”
Huang Ziqi nodded: "Very good, the master and the senior brothers and sisters are very good to me, and now I have inherited the position of the master, and I have a good life!" "Huang Ziqi is the youngest and most talented disciple of the Medicine King, and he is also a good hand at dealing with human affairs, often talking about people when he sees people, and talking nonsense when he sees ghosts, otherwise the position of this Medicine King will not be her turn to sit, as for her several senior brothers and sisters, they have now become the elders of the Medicine King Valley, some of them travel all over the world, and some stay in the forbidden land to study medical skills.
As soon as Huang Ziqi said this, Song Wan's hanging heart finally let go, and she said: "That's good, that's good!" ”
Huang Ziqi frowned suddenly, and then pulled out a smile: "Mother, I still have some things, go first, and I'll come to dinner with you in the evening!" ”
She was in a hurry to refine the medicine, but she forgot to apply the medicine, and now the injury on her body suddenly attacked, and the pain was terrible.
Even if Song Wan was reluctant, she could only say: "Then you go!" ”
"You have a good rest!" After saying that, Huang Ziqi went out, and saw the missing Aunt Gui outside the door, she stopped and said: "Aunt Gui, the medicine on the table is three times a day, and it can't be missing once, and it must be taken half an hour after eating," After a pause, Huang Ziqi said again: "If there is any reaction, immediately send someone to look for me." ”
Aunt Gui nodded: "Yes!" ”
Huang Ziqi didn't say anything more, and left quickly, as soon as he walked out of Aunt Gui's field of vision, Huang Ziqi coughed while covering the injury on his shoulder, and his legs, which were still very strong before, had begun to tremble. Huang Ziqi held on to the rockery, barely standing, she took out a pill from the mustard seed space, and finally got better after taking it.
At this time, a woman passed by, dressed in the clothes of the Medicine King Valley, very thin, but her height was a few centimeters taller than Huang Ziqi, I don't know which disciple of Huang Ziqi is the grandson, and her spiritual cultivation is not bad. As soon as she saw Huang Ziqi like this, she immediately ran up, and she didn't care about any courtesy, so she hurriedly came up to support Huang Ziqi, and asked eagerly: "Master, Master, what's wrong with you?" ”
Huang Ziqi shook his head: "It's okay, you help me back to the room first!" ”
The apprentice helped Huang Ziqi back to the room, and immediately ran out, leaving a sentence in his mouth: "I'll go to the master!" ”
Now the only one who can be her master is Changge, and her temperament is not much calmer than her master.
Huang Ziqi looked at the back of the smoke and ran away, and didn't know what to say, this ...... This character is really similar to her master.
Huang Ziqi walked to the mirror, slowly untied his clothes, and then took out the medicine powder that Emperor Xianchen gave her, and gently sprinkled it on the red wound.