Volume 1: Chapter 1: The Fallen Prince (3)
He walked into the door, looked left and right, and found that the hospital was empty, so he asked, "Why is there no one?"
One of the guards replied slowly, "The queen mother was caught with a cold in the morning, and the imperial doctors all passed. ”
Fang Ling snorted secretly, if the queen mother has a cold, she has to come by herself if she wants to call a doctor over, and she has a queen who has a cold, so she has to take care of the entire hospital, which is really majestic.
At this time, I only heard the guard say as if he remembered something: "By the way, when Imperial Physician Chen left, he instructed that if His Highness came down, he would go to the backyard decoction pharmacy to get the medicine, and he had already decocted the medicine." ”
Fang Ling nodded, among these imperial doctors, Imperial Physician Chen was relatively good, although he acted slowly, but he was not as arrogant as other imperial physicians.
Walking down the corridor to the decoction pharmacy in the side courtyard, there is a long row of clay pots on the stove, which are full of decoction medicines, and under each clay pot is a piece of paper with whose medicine is written.
Fang Ling found the small jar that belonged to the queen mother, picked it up and walked outside, originally he wanted to go back directly, but when he saw the door of a medicinal herb room open, he immediately changed his mind.
On weekdays, these imperial doctors are reluctant to use the best medicinal materials on the queen mother, and every time they come, they also stare at themselves like thieves, for fear that they will steal the medicinal materials.
Since there is no one today, isn't that an opportunity to take medicinal materials? He doesn't believe it, even if he takes medicinal materials, what do these imperial doctors dare to do to themselves?
They are also understanding people, and they will never make trouble for such a trivial matter to their father, who has never met.
Fang Ling pushed open the half-open door and walked in, and immediately smelled the strong smell of medicinal herbs, in this medicinal herb room, there were large cabinets with tall and top on three walls, and there were layers of drawers on the cabinets, on which were pasted with various drug names, and there was a passage leading to the inner room.
When I came to the room, I saw that the furnishings were all the same, but the medicinal materials placed here were obviously more precious, and there was another small room inside, but unfortunately the door was locked, and the medicinal materials placed there were obviously the best grades.
The opportunity was rare, Fang Ling took a piece of yellow paper, and first grabbed a new pair of medicines according to the prescription given by Imperial Doctor Chen yesterday, with ginseng written on it, and ginseng of good quality for a long time, and good deer antler velvet for those with deer antler velvet.
Finally, he opened the drawer in the far right corner, ready to grab some cordyceps, but found that the stock in it was very small, so he simply grabbed it, weighed it and found that it was only enough for a few days, so he took out the small drawer, reached under it and touched it, estimating that some of the leaks were in the gaps.
Fang Ling hurriedly took out his hand, only to see that there were more wounds on the palm of his hand, and he didn't know that it was scratched by something sharp, and blood was pouring out of it.
He bent down, cautiously reached out again, groped for a while, and found a dagger from within.
This dagger is only the length of the palm of the hand, it looks very simple, and the bronze knife body is also engraved with strange lines, and at this time, it is stained with Fang Ling's blood, and there is an illusion of a bewitching light.