"Ask him to come in." Jing Zhao didn't think about it, so he asked Jun Anzhi to come in.

Without this kind of disaster, the importance of doctors is not clear at all.

At this time, as long as there is an innocent person, Jing Zhao will not refuse.

"A Taoist priest?" Although Jing Zhao was already mentally prepared, he was still a little disappointed when he really saw a young Taoist priest.

"Yes." Jun Anzhi bowed and saluted.

"Poor Yuqing, from the ...... of Swill" Jun An introduced himself freely.

"Is there any effective way for the Dao Chief?" Jing Zhao asked anxiously as soon as he saw Jun Anzhi.

"Lord Wang." Jun Anzhi bowed to Jing Zhao first and greeted him humbly.

"No need to be polite." Jing Zhao waved his hand impatiently.

Jun Anzhi smiled, disapproving of his words.

Emperors can only share weal and bene, not wealth and prosperity.

Take his words seriously now, and when the time comes, you may be rejected by him for this reason.

"If the prince can trust the poor way, I have a clue, but the prescription must be constantly tried and adjusted." Jun Anzhi directly explained the meaning.

"That's not a problem." Jing Zhao saw that Jun An came up and said that he wanted to study the prescription, no matter how happy and angry his face was, he would inevitably be moved.

"Wait!" The Jun couple, who had been silent, couldn't sit still, and Wang Jingru spoke first.

She felt aggrieved and thought that she had been in Anzhou for half a month, studying prescriptions and symptoms day and night.

Now as soon as a stinky Taoist priest came up, he said that there was a way to grab his position, so that she could feel comfortable.

"What is Madame's opinion?" Jun Anzhi asked in surprise as if he had just noticed two people in the tent.

"May I ask where the elder teacher is? How many years did you study medicine? Wang Jingru was aggressive when she came up.

"Master, it's inconvenient to tell you, but I really have a life-saving prescription, but I'm just not sure......"

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, Jun Anzhi was neither humble nor arrogant.

Looking at her face, Jun Anzhi sighed, no wonder the original owner was completely defeated, it turned out that this woman was also a meritorious person.

At least, her medical skills are genuine.

It can be seen that she has been saving people for the first half of her life.

If you put it in modern times, it is to meddle in other people's marriages as a junior, which is to create evil obstacles.

But in ancient times, this was a normal thing.

And although this Wang Jingru intervened in the marriage of the original owner's wife, this woman ......

I don't know if it's really good-hearted or some other reason, but I've never dealt with the original owner's siblings.

It's also a strange thing.

However, Jun Anzhi figured it out after a little thought.

A person like the original owner, even if she doesn't make a move, the original owner can kill herself.

glanced at Jun Xiude, the original owner of her father, the father of this body, this man is a villain, a scumbag.

However, there is some sincerity towards Wang Jingru.

But it's just a little sincere, and what he loves most is himself.

"Please ask the prince to arrange patients for the poor road." Jun Anzhi said directly to Jing Zhao.

No matter how much nonsense there is, it is better to use real power to gag their mouths, and she doesn't like to talk about it the most.

"This one does! I just don't know what kind of patient the Taoist wants is? ”

"According to the symptoms, from mild to severe, arrange two people each."

"Lord Wang, the origin of this long road is unknown, it is better to be careful." Jun Xiude looked at Jun Anzhi's posture, and he was anxious, and he didn't choose to speak.

"This uncle, are you mistaken?" Jun Anzhi turned his head and said.

"Big ...... Uncle? Jun Xiude was dumbfounded.

Thinking that he has been brilliant for half his life, some people call him a son, a young master, a nobleman, an adult, and a prime minister...... fast

But no one has ever used uncle......

Such a strange title has been called.

"Why are you so old? Can't you call it uncle? Jun An's face is upright.

"No...... Now it's not a question of the title, it's about your ......"

"Uncle, the first person standing in front of me is the prince of a country, even if he gives ten dares to poor Dao, he will not dare to be deceived.

Secondly, Poor Dao is a monk who takes it as his responsibility to save the common people, and he doesn't care about it at all. ”

"Okay, don't play tricks here if time is pressing, you two rely on your skills, whoever researches the prescription first, I will report to my father and let him reward him!"

"Thank you, Lord Wang!" Jun Anzhi did not postpone either.

Because it has not yet been done, it is too early to talk about the reward.

For the next few days, Jun Anzhi spent the day researching prescriptions.

At night, go out for a walk and see what the demon path of Saintode is doing.

It wasn't until the full moon night of the seventh day that Shote finally wanted to refine the two powerful ghosts he had raised.

Jun Anzhi was ready early, and as soon as it got dark, she went out.

Outside the city of Anzhou, on a small low mountain, because he had to do things at night, Shengde ordered his apprentices to put the formation and the incense case in place early in the morning.

When the hour comes, the altar can be opened.

Jun Anzhi stood on a big tree a few miles away, looking into the distance, taking in the movements of the holy master and apprentice.

"It looks like it's going to be twelve o'clock in the morning." Jun Anzhi muttered to himself.

Seeing that the three of them had set up the altar, they sat still and meditated.

Seeing that it was still early, Jun Anzhi flashed back to his current residence.

After a few days of research, she had preliminarily determined what kind of plague it was.

The prescription has been preliminarily recalled.

Wearing gloves and a mask, Jun Anzhi went to inspect the pharmacy.

The basic one who is seriously ill is already terminally ill and cannot be saved.

Moderate cases are still saved, and mild cases have improved.

In the past few days, Jing Zhao has come to see these patients.

A prince can do this, which is already good in this feudal society.

Jun Anzhi thought, seeing that he loves the people like a son, if he sees this person in danger in the future, he can save him.

"Master......" Lian'er is also fully armed to help in the camp in this area, and she is coming over with the food that Jun Anzhi wants to eat this time.

"It's good to ask someone to do this kind of thing, why do it yourself?" Jun Anzhi took the meal, walked back to his barracks, and said to her as he walked.

"It is the duty of an apprentice to serve the master, how can you fake others?" Lian'er's face was covered by a mask, but those big eyes were bent into crescents.

"Have you done your homework today?"

"It's done, I've memorized the medical scriptures." Lian'er patted her chest and said proudly.

"Not bad." Jun Anzhi nodded in satisfaction.

The five techniques of Xuanmen, mountain, medicine, life, divination, and phase.

Now what she is carrying for Lian'er is the medical book she memorized before.

Now it's just a matter of letting Lian'er carry it as it is.

Moreover, Lian'er's talent is too high.

Jun Anzhi also taught comfortably, and by now, she finally understands why teachers like smart and clever students.

It's a matter of pride and peace of mind to accept a gifted student.

"Tonight is the night of the full moon, you try to follow the method I said, and draw qi into your body."

Looking at the little girl sitting across from him with an expectant face, Jun Anzhi thought about it, and then gave her another task.