Chapter Ninety-Nine: A Peerless Famous Doctor
Although Liu Bei's fertility is not as strong as Cao Ying's, dozens of concubines, and many sons, Fang Shao vaguely remembers that Liu Bei's sons are not the only ones in history.
This means that Liu Bei at this moment has not reached the point of running out of oil and running out of lights, as long as the timing is right and a little luck, it will not be a problem to have a few more.
It's just that how to tell Mrs. Mi can't tell her directly: Don't worry, as long as you do it a few more times, quantitative changes will produce qualitative changes......
Fang Shao said casually while thinking about it: "Well, the Lord is working hard, and it's really difficult for him, it's better to find some famous doctors and recuperate well." ”
Mrs. Mi sighed: "It's not that you haven't tried it, as early as when you were in Xinye, I secretly invited a lot of good doctors and prescribed a lot of medicines to nourish the body, but I haven't seen too much improvement, and it would be good to have that once a month." ”
The two of them don't use water to write now, but when they talk about it, they omit the key parts that are not very elegant, so that outsiders will hear that there is a lot of ** in the clouds.
At the mention of the doctor, Fang Shao's eyes suddenly lit up, and said: "Speaking of famous doctors, Shao knows one, this person's surname is Hua Mingtuo, and he is a famous doctor who is not born in the world, if he can be invited, there is hope for this matter." ”
Mrs. Mi seemed to see a glimmer of hope in the dark, and a rare smile appeared on her face, so she leaned up and asked eagerly: "I don't know where this doctor Hua is now, I will immediately send someone to prepare a large amount of money to invite him." ”
Fang Shao was stunned for a moment, and thought about it carefully, this Hua Tuo has the heart to help the world, and he has always gone deep into the people to treat diseases and save people, and he has always had no fixed place to live, and at this time, he didn't know where he was wandering, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to find him.
Fang Shao thought for a long time, and suddenly remembered another person, so he smiled and said: "Hua Tuo has traveled all over the world, I'm afraid that Mrs. will be difficult to find." Shao also knows a person, this person's surname is Zhang Mingji, the word Zhongjing, is also a rare famous doctor in the world, according to Shao's heard, this person is mostly in the Lingnan area to close his eyes and write books, Mrs. may wish to seek help from this person. ”
Fang Shaozhi had the name of "Jian'an Three Divine Doctors" at the end of the Han Dynasty, and this Zhang Zhongjing and Hua Tuo were among them, and he couldn't remember who the other one was. Zhang Zhongjing worked as a Changsha Taishou in his early years, and later it was rumored that he couldn't stand the officialdom, so he resigned and went to Lingnan to study his "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" behind closed doors.
Mrs. Mi nodded slightly, her face was still melancholy, and she only smiled bitterly: "Now, I can only try to find this person." Zhongzheng, thank you. ”
Although he and Mrs. Mi have lived and died together, but in the end, the identities of the two parties are different, Fang Shao did what he could do, and it was inconvenient to stay any longer at the moment, so he said: "Madame is polite, Shao still has a heavy responsibility, so I won't bother Madame, I will resign first." ”
"Are you leaving?" Mrs. Mi said this and stood up.
Fang Shao smiled and said, "Yes, I have to go, let's visit Madame another day." ”
Mrs. Mi sighed lowly, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said, "You wait a while, I have something for you." ”
Mrs. Mi hurried away with small steps, but Fang Shao was curious, not knowing what she had to give herself.
After a while, Mrs. Mi turned from behind the screen again, and stepped forward with a smile, holding an old shirt in her hand, Fang Shao felt a little familiar at first glance.
Mrs. Mi handed over the shirt and said, "I have washed this shirt for you, but I have never had a chance to return it, so I have been keeping it for you, you can take it back." ”
Fang Shao instinctively took it, looked at it a few times, and suddenly remembered that this was not the one he wore when he fled from Changbanpo, and later because Mrs. Mi suffered from the cold, so he gave her warmth, and until Hanjindu was rescued by the navy, she was always there.
Fang Shao didn't remember this matter for a long time, wasn't it just a shirt, he didn't care too much about it at the time, it was estimated that she threw it away, but he didn't expect her to keep it until now.
"This ...... Really, thank you, madame. Fang Shao was a little moved, flipped through a few times at random, and saw that there were several damages that had been sewn with needles and threads, "This shirt, Mrs. has also sewn it?" ”
Mrs. Mi smiled and nodded: "I saw that this shirt was torn in a few places, and I wanted to give you a new one, but I don't know what style you like, I'm just afraid that it will be a little abrupt, so I just stitched a few stitches casually, and you can see if you can wear it or not." ”
"I can wear it, of course I can wear it, Madame's craftsmanship is very good."
Fang Shao put away the shirt, and faced Mifu, he couldn't help but smile too, and the smile was very natural, as if standing in front of him was not the leader's wife, but just a friend who had gone through hardships together.
Jing looked at her for a moment, Fang Shao took a deep breath, and arched his hand: "Madame, take care, Shao is gone." ”
With that, he no longer hesitated, turned around and strode away calmly.
Madame Mi sent him to the door, and watched his figure disappear into the corner of the corridor, and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.
After leaving General Zuo's Mansion, Fang Shao went straight to Zhuge Liang's Mansion, which was located in a small courtyard in the south of the city, where Huang Yueying and Mrs. Zhuge were housed.
The news of Fang Shao's return quickly spread throughout the mansion, and when Fang Shao didn't have time to enter the lobby to see Huang Yueying and the old lady, Zhuge Rong flew into his arms like a cheerful swallow.
"Fang Shao, are you willing to come back?" Zhuge Rong in her arms was obviously smiling like a blooming flower, but her words were a little complaining.
As soon as he withdrew from the battlefield of blood and fire, he had already embraced Meiyu at this moment, and at that moment, Fang Shao felt a little like a different world, and he was stunned, only hugging Zhuge Rong tighter.
"I didn't let go yet, I was seen by others." Zhuge Rong broke away from his arms, and her pretty face was flushed, I don't know whether it was shame or anger.
Fang Shao came back to his senses, but he smiled and said, "What you said was obviously that you hugged me first, as if I made it bad first." ”
Zhuge Rong was even more embarrassed by Fang Shao's jokes, reached out and poked her arm, and pouted: "I also said, it's you who are bad, it's you who are bad." ”
Fang Shao pretended to be in pain and pretended to beg for mercy: "Okay, okay, it's okay if I'm wrong." ”
Zhuge Rong gave up, and the shyness at the first sight gradually faded, so she took his hand, looked him up and down, and said, "Why do other people come back from the war, they have lost weight, how do I think you are fatter." ”
Fang Shao is not fat, but he is more robust than before, and his principle is that he can't treat himself badly at any time, so even if he is on the front line, he has no opportunity to create opportunities to improve his food from time to time.
"When did you get fat, it's obviously strong, you look at my arm, is it a lot stronger, I don't believe you touch it."
Fang Shao said with a wicked smile and forcibly pulled Zhuge Rong's hand towards his arm, Zhuge Rong knew that he was making a mistake, but he only pretended to struggle a few times, and the slender jade hand still wanted to refuse and stroked his arm.
The two were intimate when they suddenly heard a disgruntled cough behind them.
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