Chapter 213

Three years ago, Zhu Junru had just bid farewell to his master and went on a trip.But Zhu Junru has only dealt with medicinal materials and medical skills since he was a child, and he is ignorant of worldly affairs. Later, he was tricked into becoming a doctor in a Jianghu sect, and studied some sinister Gu poisons.Later, Zhu Junru found an opportunity to escape from that sect, and came to Nandi as a traveling doctor all the way, not only to avoid being chased and killed, but also to repay the people who died indirectly in her hands due to Gu poison.

In short, Zhu Junru really went to the pharmacy in the end.

As Qi Li said, the pharmacy is full of old men, they always discuss medical books in full swing, and they will quarrel if they disagree.No one cared what herbs Zhu Junru took.

"The pulse is subtle, but its body is difficult to distinguish. The strings are tight and floating, and they are similar to each other."

"A slight ailment turns into a fatal change, and stagnation never revives hope!"

The two old men were arguing lively.

Zhu Junru was curious, moved closer, and listened carefully to what the two were arguing about.

The white-bearded old man slapped the table: "Sickness is sickness, minor and serious illnesses are the same, don't procrastinate, what if procrastination becomes an incurable disease?"

The blue-clothed old man squeezed his beard: "There is always a way to cure a disease. Look, hear and ask. Of course, it is more important to know the pulse!"

The two of them were not arguing about the same thing, and luckily they were able to quarrel without hindrance.

Zhu Junru couldn't help taking a step forward: "In my humble opinion, my little girl thinks that what you two said is reasonable. The veins are subtle, but their bodies are difficult to distinguish. The strings are tight and floating, and the development and rotation are similar. It is easy to understand, but difficult to understand. It is said that if the sinking is falling, the cure will last forever; if it is slow, then the crisis will come. Looking, hearing and asking can not diagnose the cause of the disease, so it is necessary to feel the pulse. Feeling the pulse is indeed a skill that doctors must master. Any minor disease will evolve It is the responsibility of a doctor to completely treat minor illnesses without the possibility of serious illnesses..."

Before she finished speaking, the white-bearded old man stood up: "Little girl, what you said is good! We two old men can't understand it better than you, it's really useless to live such a big age!"

The blue-clothed old man leaned over: "Come here, little girl, tell me, is my prescription feasible?"

Zhu Junru took the prescription from the blue-clothed old man's hand, and carefully looked at it: "...This is a prescription for nourishing qi and blood, suitable for postpartum women... In my humble opinion, this red ginseng is strong, warm and dry. Invigorate the yang energy, for postpartum women, the tonic will actually hurt the body, it is better to replace it with Codonopsis... Codonopsis is mild in nature, and the effect of tonic will be better."

What Zhu Junru didn't expect was that it was just such a small opportunity that the two old men in the pharmacy began to pay more attention to her, and even her stay in the palace became more and more justified.

The Lord of the Nandi Kingdom heard someone tell him that the Sixth Princess, Qi Li, brought a woman from the Dongxi Kingdom into the palace, and that woman had excellent medical skills... and so on.

The king waved his hand after hearing this: "It's just a doctor, let her go."

It has been a long time since Xi Han returned to Shaojing. The battle in Fengzhou City has passed, and he has been free for a while. One day in the palace, he heard someone say that a woman from Dongxi Kingdom came to the pharmacy, and said Although the woman is young, she has excellent medical skills.

Xi Han subconsciously thought of the man he knew.

Is there any possibility that this woman and the person he knows... are the same person?
Just thinking like this, when Xi Han came to his senses, he was already standing outside the gate of the pharmacy.

Driven by an unknown force, there was a voice in my heart, which told Xi Han: Go, go!

Xi Han stepped into the gate of the pharmacy, walked through the yard, and really saw the woman with her head bowed and writing the prescription.

Although the veil covered his face, Xi Han recognized at a glance that it was the person he was thinking of.

She was exactly the same as he remembered, with her long hair pouring down her head, this bow was full of tenderness and tranquility.

Xi Han stood still and looked at her from a distance, not to disturb this beauty.

 ☆"Micro-sickness becomes a permanent change, and stagnation will never revive the hope!" and "The pulse is subtle, and its body is difficult to distinguish. The strings are tight and floating, and the development and rotation are similar. It is easy to understand at the heart, but difficult to understand at the fingertips. Fu, the prescription will last forever; if it is too late, then the crisis will come." All from "Mai Jing".

  And thanks to [Wei Wuxian is my sweet little wife] for the reward~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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