Look at the figure on the couch with a side waist motionless, and I don't know if it is asleep or awake. Yan Shiyi took a few steps forward, and from the reflection of the bead curtain, he saw that the person on the couch moved slightly. He bowed and said, not lightly or heavily:

"Yan Shiyi greets the county lord."

"Come and talk."

Is Zhao Changye sick? The voice is weak.

Yan Shiyi opened the bead curtain and entered. Zhao Changye beckoned to her and motioned for her to sit on the embroidery stool in front of her.

"The folk girl left the county lord's mansion without permission, and asked the county lord to forgive ......"

"No gossip, can you heal me now?"

Zhao Changye's face was pale and blue, and his already thin lips looked thinner because they were bloodless. I should have woken up after a nap, with my hair scattered and wearing Zen clothes, looking even more sickly.

It's only been a few days since she saw each other, and the county lord has become almost unknown to her.

"Before I left, I asked Begonia to buy medicinal herbs and tools, and now I can use them to treat them immediately."

I really can't avoid the name of Begonia. Zhao Changye didn't care, and called people to prepare quickly.

Soon, Peony led the two little maids to bring the tools and medicinal herbs. Zhao Changye waved his hand, and Peony led the two little maids to withdraw quietly as when they came.

Yan Shiyi checked the required medicinal materials, and the begonias were all complete, but the color was not as good as the one she wanted, and the tools were not delicate enough. But you can use it for the time being today.

Yan Shiyi skillfully handled the medicinal herbs, and Zhao Changye got up and glanced at it, and fell down again. The palace is deceitful, and the imperial doctors also divide their gangs to serve their respective forces, but it is the peasant girl who is more reassuring.

"I heard that you went to Qingcheng with King Qing?"

Zhao Changye looked at Yan Shiyi and said lightly.

"Yes, my brother was with me. My younger brother originally wanted to come to the capital as an apprentice, but he and King Qing contracted the disease at the same time. ”

Yan Shiyi said, his subordinates were not idle at all, pounding in the small stone grass.

"At first, I thought it was an epidemic, but when I went to Qingcheng, I realized that they were allergic, maybe the ingredients were not handled well that day. I also blame my poor medical skills and misdiagnosis. ”

The smell of herbs wafted in the air, which made Zhao Changye feel at ease. Yan Shiyi didn't tell a lie, she was very satisfied. The body lying on the couch is more relaxed.

"Where is your brother now?"

Yan Shiyi looked at Zhao Changye, who was looking out the window. It seems to be just a casual question.

She smiled and said:

"My brother stayed in Qingcheng to do handymanship. It's better than staying in the country. ”

Yan Chujiu has no intention of pursuing a career in the imperial examination, nor does he want to study medicine, and as an older sister, it is difficult to force him. Xiao Qian asked Master Yuanrong to teach Yan Chujiu to learn martial arts to strengthen his body, but Master Yuanrong did not explicitly agree, but he was willing to stay with Yan Chujiu, and he should teach him.

Yan Shiyi ridiculed Xiao Qian for accepting apprentices and giving them away, Xiao Qian did not admit to accepting apprentices, and his selfishness was that he didn't want to be inferior to Yan Shiyi, so he let Yan Chujiu learn kung fu with his master, and they were brothers in the same class.

"The imperial examination is not an easy task, and it is determined that it is not suitable for the children of peasant families."

Zhao Changye was tired of speaking, and his eyes narrowed.

Yan Shiyi pinched the golden needle and reminded that he might feel some pain, and if he couldn't help it, he could scream.

"Acupuncture needs to be applied with different strengths, and different acupuncture points and skin sensations will be different."

Zhao Changye nodded, as long as he could get rid of the red spots on her neck, he could cure her heart disease.

Smeared with realgar, the spicy and cold feeling made Zhao Changye's lips and teeth hiss.

Before the needle was moved, Zhao Changye hissed all over, Yan Shiyi was worried that if the needle was taken, Zhao Changye would be in unbearable pain, and he would be angry with her.