She packed the items needed for the consultation into a small alley of about one foot, and then went outside the study in the Liangwang Mansion under the guidance of the maid. Zhuo An stayed in the study almost every day, without moving.

Mo Shihuan didn't know what he was doing inside, so he shook his shoulders indifferently and knocked lightly on the door.

With Zhuo'an's permission. Mo Shihuan raised his hand to push the door open, and saw Zheng Zhuo'an's figure at a glance. He was sitting upright in front of a bookcase, and when he heard the sound of pushing the door, he subconsciously raised his head.

The eyes of the two collided unexpectedly, Zhuo An's eyes were as deep as the waves of an ancient well, Mo Shihuan's heart jumped when he saw it, and he quickly looked away.

Without waiting for Zhuo Chen to speak, Mo Shihuan raised his eyebrows and preemptively attacked: "I'll see you." ”

Seeing the outspoken word "disease" in Mo Shihuan's mouth, Zhuo Chen's face darkened in an instant. He didn't say anything, but Mo Shihuan had already walked to his side in a blink of an eye. There was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Isn't it, right? How can I take your pulse when you sit at this table? Mo Shihuan said.

The meaning of the words was obvious, but Zhuo Chen had to listen to what she said, and turned to the small collapse by the window of the study. He put his right hand on the small case as he said, Mo Shihuan got a little closer, and touched the vein on his wrist with his fingers.

Mo Shihuan's face was serious, and after a few minutes, she withdrew her hand and said, "Lord Wang, your disease has been deeply rooted, if you want to completely cure the impossible thing in a short period of time, I can only prescribe you a few pairs of medicines for the time being, and take them first." ”

Zhuo Chen is naturally very clear about his condition. He didn't have any surprises, and nodded in agreement with Mo Shihuan's statement with a flat expression. With permission, Mo Shihuan took out a pen and paper from a small box he brought.

She picked up her pen and wrote down a few herbs on the snow-white page: borneol, Suhexiang, gastrodia, and bezoar.

Borneol is pungent, bitter and slightly cold. Return to the heart, spleen, lung meridians. Suhexiang is pungent and warm. The main function of these medicinal herbs is to regulate the body and fundamentally inhibit the causes in Zhuo Chen's body.

Write the prescription and present it to Zhuo An. Zhuo An only glanced at it briefly for a few moments, and then waved the piece of paper with the prescription written on it towards the flying eagle hidden in the shadows.

The eagle stepped out of the shadows and took the prescription. Mo Shihuan, who didn't expect that there was another person in the study, was stunned for a moment, she swept back and forth on Zhuo Chen and Feiying with a shocked expression, pursed her lips a few times, and didn't say anything after all.

Feiying looked at the prescription very carefully, he studied these medicines back and forth, and finally muttered, "These medicinal materials are very ordinary...... How can it be cured? ”

Mo Shihuan heard Feiying's muttering, and his face changed irrepressibly. However, she quickly reorganized her emotions and looked at the flying eagle with a slight smile.

Seeing this, Zhuo Chen touched his nose and slowly spoke, "Since you think that this medicinal herb can't be cured by ordinary people, then why don't you cure it?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed out the door, "Go ahead, this king will see what good medicinal herbs you can use today?" ”

There was a yin and yang weirdness in and out of these words, Feiying covered his mouth with his hand, and shook his head at Zhuo Chen.

However, Mo Shihuan didn't care much about what Feiying said, and after a short period of unhappiness, Mo Shihuan said: "Feiying is indeed right, I just said that these medicinal materials are only temporarily used to cure your cause. ”

"Lord Wang, I want to acupuncture for you now, and then combine it with medicinal materials after acupuncture, let's see if it's useful."

As soon as the words fell, the entire study immediately fell silent. No one spoke, and there was an eerie silence in the study for no apparent reason.

Zhuo Chen's Adam's apple slid up and down a few times, looking hesitant to agree but worried. Mo Shihuan saw all his reactions, she showed a sneering expression on her face, and took the initiative to say: "Lord Wang, acupuncture only needs to acupuncture your upper body, besides, in the eyes of the doctor, there is no difference between men and women." ”

Mo Shihuan said so as a girl, and Zhuo Chen, as a man, had no reason to refuse. He glanced at the Flying Eagle and ordered, "You go ahead and do what I told you just now." ”

Knowing that Zhuo Chen was trying to break away from himself, Feiying bowed to Zhuo Chen and clenched his fists before leaving first. The door of the study was closed from the outside by the flying eagle, and Mo Shihuan took out the silver needle from the small box and asked Zhuo Chen to take off the clothes on his upper body first.

The robe peeled off, revealing Zhuo Chen's body. His complexion is extremely healthy wheat, with eight-pack abs on his lower abdomen. Mo Shihuan looked at it for a moment, although he was surprised in his heart, his face was silent. Zhuo Chen, who looked so fragile, didn't expect to have abdominal muscles.

She quickly put away the small thoughts that flew out of her mind, and said loudly: "Lord Wang, you lie down first." ”

Zhuo Chen half lay on the laughing collapse according to his words, exposing his entire back naked in front of Mo Shihuan's eyes. Mo Shihuan first used the finger incision needle method to pierce one at the Zhiyang acupoint, followed by the wind gate, Shentang and other acupuncture points.

She was careful when she pricked the needles, and as the silver needles pierced into the acupuncture points one by one, she unconsciously broke out in a hot sweat. When the acupuncture was over, there was a lot of sweat on the face and back.

Mo Shihuan raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, exhaled slowly, and said to Zhuo Chen, "Okay." Lord Wang, you stay like this for a cup of tea first. I'm going to decoction the medicine. ”

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Half a cup of tea time passed, Mo Shihuan returned to the study with the medicine that had been decocted, and Zhuo Chen had already sat up from the small collapse. took off the silver needle for Zhuo Chen, and Mo Shihuan let him drink the medicinal soup.

Three days later.

Zhuo Chen drank the medicine prescribed by Mo Shihuan every day for the past three days, and his body did not change much, but he really felt that his breath was not as strong or weak as before.

Feiying happened to come back from a mission, and was overjoyed to see Zhuo Chen's changes.

I didn't expect Mo Shihuan's medicine to be really useful. However, for Zhuo Chen and Feiying's surprise, Mo Shihuan was not surprised.

She handed the freshly fried bowl of decoction to Zhuo Chen and said, "In this way, it seems that your illness is not so difficult, Lord Wang. She patted her chest and said confidently: "Don't worry, I will cure you of this disease." ”

Regarding Mo Shihuan's self-confidence, Zhuo Chen only said lightly: "Look at your ability." ”

Speaking of which, Zhuo Chen has never mentioned to Mo Shihuan the reason why he is so frail and sickly as a prince. Although she has some conjectures, it is better to ask the person in person.

"Lord Wang, you can be regarded as powerful now, but now you are so weak and sickly, I don't know the reason, can you tell me a thing or two?" Mo Shihuan touched his head, turned his head to look at Zhuo Chen and asked.