Zheng Huanjie sat there thinking about how to send Kang Lingzhao to the Nanshan Academy Medical Hall to study.

In the previous life, she knew Fu Yunfeng, the master of the Doctor Palace, and was accepted by him as a closed disciple, but in this life she didn't know him.

However, everyone has weaknesses, and Fu Yunfeng is no exception.

Fu Yunfeng has a junior sister, Dong Huatong, who is the head of the pharmacy in the medicine hall of Nanshan University, in order to truly record the taste and function of each medicinal material, she tasted each herb herself when she registered it in the register, which also brought a lot of damage to her body, and over time, her eyes suffered from blindness.

Fu Yunfeng has been looking for a cure for so many years, but he has never found it.

He accidentally got a prescription when he was traveling, but at that time, his junior sister's blindness had already been cured by Shen Lanxiang, and when he got the prescription, it was useless, so he gave her the prescription, saying that he would benefit patients with the same disease in the future.

At that time, Fu Yunfeng passed on all his life's learning to Zheng Huanjie, that is, he didn't plan to ask anyone and anything in the world, he planned to live in seclusion, and it was useless for him to hold the prescription in his hand, so he cheapened Zheng Huanjie.

If Zheng Huanjie remembers correctly, in the fourth year of the establishment of Lanxiang Hospital, Shen Lanxiang took Dong Huatong to Yunzhou City.

In Lanxiang Hospital, Shen Lanxiang successfully cured Dong Huatong's blindness.

After that, Dong Huatong and Fu Yunfeng, and even the entire Nanshan Academy's Physician Palace, all secretly helped Shen Lanxiang.

Zheng Huanjie pursed her thin lips and thought coldly, she would never let Shen Lanxiang have this opportunity again in this life.

Zheng Huanjie stood up suddenly, and said to the green candle: "Come in and grind for me." ”

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Zheng Huanjie wrote the prescription and did not immediately send it to Kang Lingzhao, she put the prescription into her sleeve pocket, thinking that all the preparations were about to be completed, she was in a very good mood and walked out of the door of the hall.

When she raised her eyes and saw the fruitful apricots, shining like gold in the sun, the corners of her mouth showed a happy smile that she had not seen for a long time.

Last night, my brain was pumping, and I ran to Huo Yao to give him apricots to eat, and I was bound to pick a basket today.

Zheng Huanjie stretched out her arms and said to the green candle: "Let's go, move the ladder frame, let's pick apricots." ”

Qing Zhu said: "Why do you pick apricots again, I eat apricots every day these days, and the slave doesn't want to eat them, girl, do you want to eat them?" If you want to eat, I'll pick it for you, and you don't want to go, girl. ”

Zheng Huanjie said: "I want to pick a basket, I promised Master Huo last night to give it to him." ”

Qing Zhu blinked, thinking of the last time the girl and Master Huo gave apricots away from each other, and asked curiously:

"Girl, why did you send Lord Huo apricots to eat last time, and why did Lord Huo's sword come to Xinghua Courtyard? Since you want to give Lord Huo apricots to eat, why did the apricots fall to the ground, not from one tree, but from many trees, and you let Lord Huo's people pick up apricots by themselves, what's going on? ”

Zheng Huanjie thought of the scene that day, and she didn't know how to explain it at all.

She actually had a day when she was asked by Qing Candle to be poor in words.

Zheng Huanjie said: "Lord Huo's swordsmanship is very good, I accidentally missed it when I practiced swordsmanship in the morning, and the sword entered the Xinghua Courtyard and cut off the apricots on the ground, which was the apricots cut down by Lord Huo's sword, so I gave it to him." ”

Qing Zhu smashed his tongue, thinking that this was the case, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and sighed secretly: "Lord Huo is really good at swordsmanship." ”

Zheng Huanjie originally thought that this matter would end like this, but she didn't want to, so Qing Candle said again: "Then why did the girl promise to send Huo Daren apricots last night?" The girl said last night that she had something to say about Lord Huo, and she was talking about sending apricots? ”

Zheng Huanjie was a little speechless when asked again.

She looked for Huo Yao last night, not about sending apricots at all!

And thinking of last night, Zheng Huanjie thought of such a humiliating scene.

With a slight annoyance on her face, she said angrily: "Master Huo helped us a lot, I went to thank him last night, and gave him a basket of apricots by the way." ”

Qing Candle responded: "It's still the girl's thoughtfulness." ”

Zheng Huanjie didn't know how to respond at all, so she simply remained silent.