"Good! Baoyu knows my heart well. Cao Pi also patted Wang Baoyu on the shoulder, looking very happy. Of course, Cao Pi's expression was pretended, because he suddenly had a plan to toss Wang Baoyu in his heart.

"Hehe, how good is this, we are all young people, we should be friends!" Wang Baoyu said.

"Naturally, we are friends, I still have something to do today, and I will have a drink with Brother Baoyu another day. Ha ha! Cao Pi seemed to be sincere in what he said, and then ordered a servant to ask Wang Baoyu to bring him in to find Zhang Zhongjing.

Wang Baoyu entered Cao Pi's mansion in a big way, and the servants led all the way to a delicate attic with a good appearance, the biggest feature is that it is new, it should have just been built for a long time, and the living nature should also be a newcomer.

The two stopped, and Wang Baoyu asked, "What kind of place is this?" ”

"Where Mrs. Zhen lives, Zhang Shengren is treating Mrs. Zhen at this time." Servant.

It turned out to be Zhen Mi, Wang Baoyu thought about it, she didn't plan to go in, she was very faceless when she saw her last time, and now when she thinks of her, her heart immediately flutters again, and she says: "I still won't go in, please excuse me." ”

The servant entered, and after a while, the small window in the attic opened, and a pretty face appeared there, it was Zhen Mi.

Wang Baoyu's expression was stunned, it was so beautiful! The sun shone on Zhen Mi's face, plated with a layer of noble gold, and it was high up, fairy sister!

Feeling that his nose was hot, Wang Baoyu hurriedly withdrew his eyes, and the corners of his mouth grinned, which was considered to have been a smile. Zhen Mi stretched out her little jade hand, smiled and greeted, "Prince Wang, it's okay to come in!" ”

Zhen Mi said it, if she didn't go in, she would seem to be too pretentious, Wang Baoyu took a few deep breaths, and still walked in with square steps.

But Zhen Mi is really dazzling, Wang Baoyu is chanting Buddha and not squinting, but his heart is like hitting a deer, and his body is in a mess, he just can't stop, and he can't wait to burrow into the ground.

At this time, an old man about sixty years old walked in front of Wang Baoyu, and he flicked his sleeves seemingly unintentionally, and a smell of medicinal fragrance rushed in, Wang Baoyu suddenly felt much refreshed, and his eyes were no longer blurred.

Wang Baoyu looked at the old man gratefully, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, gray hair, bright eyes, and strong spirits, it should be the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing. If he hadn't made a move just now, I'm afraid I'd lose my temper again at this time.

"Master Zhang, Mrs. Zhen, there is a lot of disturbance." Wang Baoyu politely arched his hand.

Zhang Zhongjing smiled, nodded slightly, and did not answer, but beckoned Zhen Mi to come over, as if the illness had not yet been completed.

Zhen Mi sat on the chair very well-behaved, with a straight back and a dignified posture. The medical saint is about to show his medical skills, this is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Wang Baoyu didn't blink his eyes, staring at Zhang Zhongjing.

I saw Zhang Zhongjing step forward, stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed one of Zhen Mi's pink and jade ears, first twisted it with his hand a few times, and then put his mouth close to Zhen Mi's ear piercing, and slowly blew into it.

Zhen Mi giggled itchyly, her face was crimson, and it was not easy to dodge, and her shy answer was extremely exciting.

Wang Baoyu couldn't believe his eyes, his mouth opened in surprise, this is clearly a flirting technique between lovers, what is Zhang Zhongjing doing? Disrespectful for the old!

Zhang Zhongjing blew more than a dozen breaths in Zhen Mi's ears in a row, then stopped moving, lit the oil lamp in the house, placed a tray under the oil lamp, and said: "Wait for me to prescribe a prescription, decoction for half a month, and you will be cured." ”

After speaking, Zhang Zhongjing walked into the house, leaving Wang Baoyu stunned, lighting the lamp in broad daylight, what a waste!

"Mrs. Zhen, what kind of illness do you have?" Wang Baoyu couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Tinnitus doesn't stop day and night, and I feel like I'm in a trance." Zhen Mi said softly.

"Maybe I didn't rest well, and I had a nervous breakdown." Wang Baoyu said self-righteously.

"Definitely." Zhen Mi reluctantly whispered, "Doctor Zhang said that I have worms in my ears." ”

Oh, it turned out that there were insects in the ears, no wonder Zhang Zhongjing blew into it, the folk treatment method is to drop cooking oil into the ears to achieve the purpose of suffocating the insects, or use bright light to attract the insects to crawl out, I have never heard of people blowing in the ears and eyes in the past.

Could it be that the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing has a false name and complicates simple questions, and he said just now that he was prescribing a pair of medicines, as for it? Even the emperor isn't so delicate, right?

Just when Wang Baoyu was pondering, he faintly heard a buzzing sound, Zhen Mi only felt a strange itch in his ears, and he couldn't stop it, and he couldn't sit still. After a while, more than a dozen small insects flew out of Zhen Mi's ears, although they were small, they were all golden.

God!

Wang Baoyu was most surprised not by the insects flying out of the ears, but by Hua Tuo's left ear, but by the small insects flying out of the right ear.

The little insects hovered in the air for a week, and then they all flew in the direction of the oil lamp, as if they were not adapted to the outside environment, and fell into the plate one after another, and died.

But Zhen Mi made another move that shocked Wang Baoyu, she twisted her jade fingers, picked up these little insects one by one, and ate them!

"Can I eat this?" Wang Baoyu sweated one.

Zhen Mi blushed slightly and explained: "Physician Zhang said that this insect is called the sound insect, and it likes to live in the ears the most. ”

Wang Baoyu really admires Zhen Mi's courage, if he were to be replaced, even if this insect could be rejuvenated after eating, he would not be willing to try.

"Wang Gongzi, how about taking a look at my paintings?" Zhen Mi beckoned.

Wang Baoyu tried his best to avoid Zhen Mi's charming eyes, and leaned over, Zhen Mi took out a piece of white silk from under the case, and unfolded it on the table, which was colorful and immediately attracted Wang Baoyu's attention.

Flowers and green grass, colorful butterflies flying, small rivers murmuring, mountains and rivers standing faintly, a beautiful landscape painting.

"You drew this?" Wang Baoyu asked in surprise.

"If you have occasional gains, please give me more advice." Zhen Mi said.

"The painting is so beautiful, I didn't expect Mrs. Zhen to be so versatile." Wang Baoyu praised one from the bottom of his heart.

"What's wrong?" Zhen Mi has an attitude of humbly seeking advice.

Wang Baoyu took a closer look and said expertly: "I once had a good relationship with a painter's eldest sister, and your painting style is very similar to her, casual but delicate. ”

"Hehe, is there a difference?"

"To be honest, compared with her, there is a little gap, mainly in the sense of hierarchy. Of course, you can't be blamed for this, because she uses rice paper, and you use white silk. Wang Baoyu compared to the comparison.