Interestingly, Zhao Yan thought of Jiang Xiao's divine doctor, and this Jiang Xiaodivine doctor really appeared.

Of course, to be precise, Jiang Xinyue, the little doctor Jiang Xinyue, didn't actually appear in front of Zhao Yan, but just sent a little girl in red to bring Zhao Yan a bowl of steaming soup that smelled extremely like a medicinal soup that pierced intestinal poison.

"Second Young Master Zhao, my young lady said that your sword poem is doing well, so I won't charge you for this bowl of medicine that can quickly restore your energy, so you can drink it while it's hot." ”

The little girl in red with the medicinal soup said to Zhao Yan after reporting her identity.

"Can you really get back to energy quickly?"

When he said this, Zhao Yan glanced at the medicinal soup held by the little maid, and he remembered the bowl of medicinal soup that was said to have been opened by Jiang Xiaoshen Doctor two days ago, and the same taste was not flattering.

Then Zhao Yan found that the medicine bowl held by the little girl in red with her red crisp little hand was not an ordinary porcelain bowl, but a crystal clear jade jade bowl.

"My young lady said yes, then it will definitely be possible!"

The little girl in red, who didn't notice Zhao Yan's gaze, was obviously very dissatisfied with Zhao Yan's questioning words, she pursed her little mouth and replied with such a sentence.

"Yes, yes, your young lady's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, if you can quickly recover your energy, you must be able to recover your energy quickly, I actually accidentally questioned Jiang Xiaoshen's medical skills, it is really a crime that deserves death, a crime that deserves to die, just punish me to drink this bowl of elixir!"

Zhao Yan nodded again and again, and then took the medicine bowl in the hand of the little girl in red with all his strength.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yan raised his head and poured the medicinal soup that could quickly restore his energy from the jade jade bowl into his mouth by pouring it.

Zhao Yan originally thought that the taste of this bowl of medicine should be the same as the bowl of medicine he drank a few days ago, and the question that smelled was inversely proportional to the question that was drunk into his mouth.

But it turns out that taking it for granted will bring tragedy, because Zhao Yan, who has a mouthful of medicinal soup, has the only thought in his mind - fuck, it's so bitter!

What exactly is this?

Even the most bitter coptis juice is better than this thing!

Zhao Yan really wanted to put the bitter medicine in his mouth, and he could spit it out as much as he drank it, but the big words that had been said just now made Zhao Yan really can't afford to lose this person.

In desperation, Zhao Yan, who was so bitter that his eyebrows and eyes were wrinkled, could only grit his teeth and swallow the bitter medicine in his mouth into his stomach with a bang.

Zhao Yan, who tilted his head at an angle of at least sixty degrees to prevent bitter tears from slipping out of his eyes, held the small jade jade medicine bowl and maintained this posture for more than a minute.

"Erlang, you...... What's wrong?"

Li Zixuan finally couldn't help but reach out and poke Zhao Yan's elbow.

"It's okay, I'm writing poetry. ”

Zhao Yan replied.

"Poetry, but it doesn't look like it, Erlang, you think the medicine is too bitter, and you're embarrassed to show it, so you're holding it up, right......?"

Li Zixuan was a little more arrogant after all, and she muttered that she didn't open any pot and which pot she didn't mention.

"Zixuan, what nonsense are you talking about, you said that you are composing poetry, that young master is composing poetry, okay!"

Zhao Yan hated that in his heart, he couldn't wait to grab Li Zixuan across his thigh, and then on behalf of the moon on Li Zixuan's pink buttocks, he slapped thirty or fifty slaps as punishment.

Since Doctor Jiang likes my poems, then I will also make a poem for her, do you understand Zixuan girl? This is called courtesy, Shang, Going, and coming!"

Zhao Yan, who finally endured the bitter tears, said to Li Zixuan in a hateful tone, as if he really thought so.

"Oh-" Li Zixuan finally showed an expression of sudden realization: "Then Erlang, you should compose a poem quickly." ”

"Ah yes, don't be a grape moon or something, and don't make a poke and jump anymore, no one has such a good temper, be careful that she won't prescribe medicine to you next time." ”

Li Zixuan added.

Zhao Yan said this very much and wanted to hide his face and pretend not to know Li Zixuan, is this girl too upright or second, saying that others have a bad temper in front of other people's little maids, this is hatred for eating fruits!

It's just that to Zhao Yan's surprise, the little girl in red who brought him medicine actually burst out laughing after Li Zixuan finished speaking.

"County Lord Zixuan, you are too worried, although my young lady's temper is indeed not very good, and it depends on the mood of prescribing medicine and seeing a doctor, but if the object is the county lord Zixuan, you ...... With Second Young Master Zhao, there shouldn't be this kind of problem. ”

The little maid who smiled and chanted responded like this.

"Zixuan, are you very familiar with Doctor Jiang?"

Zhao Yan, who didn't know the truth, turned his head to look at Li Zixuan in a little surprise.

"It's okay, in fact, people are just familiar with Luoshui. ”

Li Zixuan replied.

"Luoshui?"

If I remember correctly, Zhao Yan remembered that the red-clothed maid who had invited Li Yingzhao, the king of Xinchuan, had invited her before, and she was talking about Miss Luoshui's invitation, this Miss Luoshui...... What is the relationship with Dr. Jiang Xiaoshen?

"Yes, is it Luoshui?" Li Zixuan nodded, probably because Zhao Yan's expression was too puzzled, and she remembered Zhao Yan's suspected symptoms of partial amnesia and inability to remember people, so she added casually: "Luoshui is the aunt of Jiang Xiaoshen's doctor, but Luoshui she doesn't know medical skills, she only likes to practice martial arts." ”

It really matters.

Ouch, Xinchuan King Li Ying recruited that guy, he really found a good pursuit goal, as long as he hooked up with this Miss Luoshui, then he wouldn't die in the future.

Zhao Yanluo thought evilly.

"Second Young Master Zhao, have you come up with a poem to thank my young lady? If you don't think of it, the slave maid will go back to my young lady first. ”

At this time, the little girl in red asked again.

"I really haven't thought of it yet, when I think of it, I'll write down the poem, and then send someone to send it to your young lady, okay?"

Zhao Yan got off the donkey, he was born by the bitter Buddha and the second Buddha ascended to heaven just now, where is there time to think of what to say about the thank-you poems for the occasion.

So while speaking, Zhao Yan returned the jade jade bowl, which was probably quite valuable, to the little girl in red.

"I will convey your words to my young lady, Second Young Master Zhao. As a result, the jade jade bowl, the little girl in red gently and skillfully saluted Zhao Yan and the two: "The slave and maid say goodbye." ”

It's really a well-educated little girl, and the little doctor Jiang who can produce such a little maid must be a more knowledgeable existence, huh...... It's probably a bit of a petty character who despises the powerful because of his uneducated background, but it's harmless, isn't it?

Looking at the little girl in red who turned around and walked away, Zhao Yan thought thoughtfully, he became more and more interested in this little doctor Jiang who had heard his name in just a few days after crossing over.

Fortunately, as long as you think of a suitable thank you poem, it seems that you can ask for a meeting in the open.

As soon as Zhao Yan thought of this, he felt a large stream of heat emerge from his abdomen and disperse like a torrent to the sour limbs.

The bowl of medicine I drank just now is really a good medicine that can quickly restore energy, a bitter medicine.

But、But...... Sure enough, his mother's is still bitter!

"Zixuan, do you have candied candy on you?"

"Erlang, don't you like sweets?"

"I love it now. ”

"Oh. ”

"Oh what do you mean?"

"It's just not. ”

“......”

---Secant---

Bow and thank: Captain Ou, what is the dream, and the generous reward and support of the three of them~!