Chapter 67: Why Is My Husband So Timid?
The player was defeated and sent back to the novice village, and the equipment left behind naturally smiled happily.
It was also at that time that she was inspired to make pills from herbs everywhere, learn to heal poisons, and later even developed her own auxiliary skills against the sky.
It's just that the auxiliary skills look weird when they are used, and they are not powerful at all, and she doesn't like to use them much later......
I didn't expect that one day, she would be thrown here to be an emperor cub, and then only poor Baba's auxiliary skills could be used.
She could casually take out two pills and throw them to the trembling doctor in front of her, and asked him to give them to Gao An and Li Fan to ensure that the medicine was cured.
However, how to explain the origin of this thing, the skull hurts......
Let the healer see with his own eyes that their majesty can take things out of thin air, she still remembers that he used to urinate and drown, she was afraid of her, if she sees this weirdness again, she is afraid that the courage to be scared will be broken!
The "empathetic" Qin Yizhong was silent for a few breaths, waved his hand, and instructed the doctor to see the doctor wholeheartedly and let him leave.
When Qin Yizhong was the only one left in the hall, she silently thought that the emperor had sought immortality and sought immortality for the rest of her life, and she felt that she didn't want to be this "immortal ......" at the moment
So she said, "I will go and find a scroll." ”
Qin Yizhong couldn't put it down recently, and the people who served him only felt that His Majesty had been in love with books recently, and they were not surprised by this order at all, so they immediately waited for His Majesty to go to the Jinkui Stone Room.
Books are simple and precious, and most of the nobles prefer to use them by themselves, and most of them can only go in and serve when Your Majesty is in a good mood.
Qin Yi re-entered the Jinkui Stone Room, and she was the only one here, only to see her hand raised slightly, and a scroll of books had already appeared in her palm......
A pair of apricot eyes bent into the shape of a crescent moon, looking at the medical books that are exactly the same as the books of this era, this can save her trouble......
Otherwise, in an era when papermaking did not exist, she was simply an outlier with a book in her hand.
In fact, this book can be said to be only the most basic medical guide, but there are already very complete treatments for the common diseases encountered by people in the current dynasty.
The healer was worried every day that His Majesty would kill him, and the prime minister would want his own life, so the Zhongshu Mansion ordered the Lord to let him die......
Speaking of which, since the Qin Dynasty, it should be said that a group of doctors should also be raised, specifically for the nobles to serve, it was originally like this, there are countless doctors who are good at doctors, but the queen came to be obsessed with pills, and many doctors were forced to change careers until His Majesty succeeded to the throne, and it was an indiscriminate killing, and then, the huge medical department, there were only three cats and two birds left......
He's a half-man who has become a prodigy......
Woo woo, as soon as the doctor came home, he hugged his daughter-in-law and cried a few times: "Daughter-in-law, I don't think my life will last long......"
The Healer's Daughter-in-law: "......"
Why did she marry such a timid husband!
He rolled his eyes, then slapped the healer on the skull, and said, "Long eyes......"
As soon as the doctor came back and came back, he only cared about the fear, and he didn't care about anything, so he threw himself into his daughter-in-law's arms and begged for comfort, where to pay attention to the surroundings, and now he was reminded and raised his head......
Then, frightened, he took a few steps back again and again, isn't this the little slave who is waiting in front of His Majesty?
He has a good memory.
The little slave's face was complicated and indescribable, and finally he coughed: "The slave came to announce the decree by His Majesty's dictation......"