Sheng Minglin didn't leave in the first place, but just retreated a little further away to watch them go to class.

At this time, I got closer, and I saw that on the paper, there were many boxy grids, on which plants and trees were drawn, and the names of the drugs were written next to them, and there were pharmacology written in small characters.

Seeing that the plants and trees were painted vividly, and the branches and leaves seemed to be able to sway with the wind, Sheng Minglin suddenly remembered that Huo Shenzhao in his previous life was also good at painting.

And Tuanzi looked at the painting, and couldn't help but tilt his head, always feeling inexplicably familiar.

Huo Shenzhao's voice was clear, and he read them one by one.

Milk dumplings stumbled when learning the three-character scripture, but when he learned medicine, he was simply a genius, the kind of genius he was born with.

Huo Shenzhao read it once, and was about to read it a second time, but as soon as he pointed his finger, before he could speak, the dumplings had already read with a milky voice: "Ginseng, He Shou Wu, Ganoderma lucidum, ambergris......

Huo Shenzhao glanced back at Sheng Minglin in surprise.

Sheng Minglin stared thoughtfully.

Huo Shenzhao coughed and began to lecture her about pharmacology again, and he followed the lecture, and Tuanzi followed suit.

Sheng Minglin listened quietly, the voices of the two were almost synchronized, although Zhu Zhu's voice was not faster than Huo Shenzhao, but ...... It doesn't seem to be like listening to Huo Shenzhao and then reading it, it seems to be in harmony, this feeling is quite mysterious.

Huo Shenzhao drew a total of sixteen kinds of herbs, and after a while, he finished talking about it, and asked Tuanzi to say it again.

Although the voice of the dumplings is milky, and some words are indeed inaccurate, they are obviously memorized, and there is no other time when many homophones will be misunderstood...... I didn't remember it when I was at the pharmacy before!!

Huo Shenzhao, an inexperienced little master, was originally going to talk about the content for two or three days, but he finished teaching it in a while, and Tuanzi was not impatient at all, looking at him with big eyes, waiting for him to speak.

Huo Shenzhao had no choice but to take her to the pharmacy and ask someone to take out the medicine according to the name, so that she could identify the refined medicine one by one in front of the picture and familiarize herself with the fragrance...... Again, it didn't take a quarter of an hour to finish.

Huo Shenzhao: "......"

Sheng Minglin didn't open his mouth to interfere, he had to ask Tuanzi: "I teach the county lord to write the name of the medicine, okay?" ”

Tuanzi nodded cutely: "Okay!" ”

So Huo Shenzhao picked a thin pen, cut the tip of the pen shorter, and taught her to write.

Danzi's little hands are weak, and his little arms are soft, so it's okay to draw casually on paper, but it's more difficult to control the strokes and write.

So the speed finally slowed down, Huo Shenzhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and taught her to write over and over again.

The time to study in the morning was only about an hour, and after only half an hour of writing, the group was bored, holding a small hand: "Pot, Zhuzhu's hands are disobedient!" ”

Sheng Minglin walked over and squeezed her little hand: "Your hands are sore?" ”

Tuanzi felt that this word was quite right, and immediately learned: "Zhuzhu is sour!" Zhuzhu is sour! ”

Sheng Minglin smiled and said: "It's not that the beads are sour, it's that the hands and hands are sore, it doesn't hurt but it's boring, this feeling is called sour." ”

Dango nodded solemnly.

Sheng Minglin said again: "Zhuzhu'er is still young, so you don't have to write for so long in the future, and you will rest after practicing for a while." ”

As he spoke, he let Huo Shenzhao pinch her hand, took a cup over, fed her half a glass of water, and asked, "Zhuzhu'er has been studying for so long, are you hungry?" Would you like a snack? ”

Tuanzi looked up at the little meat face and asked him, "Will the four-pot pot go home for dinner at noon?" ”

Sheng Minglin said with a smile: "Don't go back, but you may come back to eat at night, or you may not come back." ”

Tuanzi was a little disappointed, lowered his head, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly pulled his hand, his eyes lit up: "Zhuzhu wants to write a letter to the four pots!" And write a letter to Daddy! ”

Sheng Minglin looked at the missing moment and didn't stop it.

So the little guy hurriedly re-sharpened the ink, and Zhuzhu took a large piece of paper and grabbed the pen with great momentum.

Sheng Minglin was going to go over to help with the hand, but Zhu Zhu'er didn't wait for him at all, and very decisively, pressed the pen to the paper.

Although Zhu Zhu'er is well-behaved, she is not the kind of child who obeys her words, she actually has her own ideas, so Sheng Minglin didn't care about it, and watched quietly.

Tuanzi pressed the table with one hand, his little face was serious, super imposing, and he wrote three big characters on the paper: "people, incense, people".

Huo Shenzhao: "......??? ”

Sheng Minglin: "......??? ”

Even the elder brother, who knew the group very well, didn't understand: "Zhuzhu'er, what does this mean?" ”

Tuanzi held the brush of Cha Mao and smiled embarrassedly: "There are too few systems that Zhuzhu can write, and by tomorrow, Zhuzhu will write a little longer!" ”

Sheng Minglin said: "What does Zhuzhu want to say to her father and fourth brother?" ”

Tuanzi glanced at him in surprise, obviously very strange that such a simple letter, her big smart brother couldn't understand it.

She pointed with her little hand: "People, think, people, it means that Zhuzhu misses her father." ”

Sheng Minglin: "......"

He finally got it!

She only learned four kinds of medicinal materials, and she can only write these words, Zhuzhu is a person, and her father is also a person, Zhu can't write, her father can't write, and she can't write...... So the fragrance of people, that is: Zhuzhu wants to be a father/Zhuzhu wants to be a brother.

No problem, no problem at all! It can be written to the whole world.

Then she took away the piece of paper and wrote another one, then put down the pen, took one in one hand, looked at this side, looked at that side, and compared it very seriously: "Jie is good to write, minus it, give it to four pots, and it is not very good to write it, give it to Daddy." ”

Sheng Minglin didn't know where she came from, so he asked with a smile: "Why is it not good for Daddy?" ”

Tuanzi said: "Because my father is a father who sent several families!" Daddy won't laugh! The four-pot pot is the son of the emperor's uncle! Uncle Huang may secretly laugh! ”

She glanced at him, her little face was wrinkled, and she was very worried: "Guo Guo, you don't have to worry about drinking in debt, you are about to drink Da Chongming!" ”

"Ah, no," Sheng Minglin explained without blinking: "My brother is so good with Zhuzhu, what Zhuzhu thinks, of course my brother understands everything, but the beautiful brother doesn't understand, so my brother deliberately asked, so that the beautiful brother listened, otherwise he would be embarrassed to ask." ”

Tuanzi suddenly realized and looked at Huo Shenzhao: "Oh! ”

Huo Shenzhao, who really didn't understand: "......"

He looked at the prince again and again.

At noon, several people had dinner together, Zhuzhu took a nap as usual, and Huo Shenzhao sincerely asked how to teach Zhuzhu in the future.

Sheng Minglin said: "You look at it, anyway, as long as Zhuzhuer loves to learn, it means that the teaching method can be used, and if you don't like to learn, you will think of other ways, I actually teach while trying, there is no fixed teaching method." ”

Huo Shenzhao nodded, pondered for a while, and then said, "Lord Shizi, I have an idea, about the imperial doctor, I will talk to you first." ”

Sheng Minglin nodded, and Huo Shenzhao said: "I think that the pulse of the queen's mother is actually not very difficult to get out, I can get it out, and the people should be able to find a good doctor at random, but I don't know why, the imperial doctors can't get it?" Or do you dare not say it? So I suddenly remembered some things that my father had said about the hospital before. ”

It was the first time Sheng Minglin had heard Huo Shenzhao mention his father, nodded and waited for him to say.

Huo Shenzhao said: "The current system of the Tai Hospital is actually easy to lead to the difficulty of medical Taoism, and the incompetence of the Tai Doctor ......."