I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

The posture must be in place.

"Come, get your pen and ink." Wang Xuan said loudly

Everyone around became curious.

Wang Xuan actually wanted to prescribe medicine, did he really understand medical skills?

Soon the pen and ink were taken.

Wang Xuan dipped some ink, and under the eyes of everyone, wrote three large characters on the silk cloth: "Soil Poria".

After finishing writing, he threw the brush away casually, blew on the ink on it, and handed it to an imperial doctor next to him.

"Go grab the medicine."

In the past, Wang Xuan accidentally broke a thermometer, fearing that he would be poisoned, so he checked it online.

The names of those western medicines are messy and I can't remember them clearly, but the three characters of Smilax Smilax are easier to remember, so I just remembered them.

The imperial doctor took the prescription that Wang Xuan handed him, and was a little speechless.

You have made such a big battle, how many kinds of medicines do you think you need to prescribe, but you just write three words, you just tell me, and I will remember it, do you need to go to such trouble?

And can this thing really cure diseases?

Although the imperial doctor had some doubts in his heart, but with the experience of being bullied before, he learned to be smart this time, but he was a little puzzled and said: "Young Master Wang, I don't know how much to fry this soil tuckahoe at a time? How much should I drink?"

The expression on Wang Xuan's face suddenly became a little stiff.

I can remember the three words of Smilax smilax, I already admire myself as a genius, who knows how to take it.

So he said solemnly: "I don't know either, you can figure it out."

After the words fell, the imperial doctor almost failed to lift up, and tripped himself to the ground.

How dare you claim that you can cure diseases with such a thing?I would rather believe that sows can climb trees.

Although the imperial doctor was very upset, but there was no good way, so he had to send someone to get the medicine quickly.

Wang Xuan looked at Ying Zheng with concern.

"Your Majesty, is your head still hurting?"

Ying Zheng nodded.

"It's very painful, Wang Xuan, do you have any way to help relieve the headache? Let me not have such a headache first."

Looking at Ying Zheng's expectant gaze, Wang Xuan touched his chin, and said firmly, "No."

"Anger +399."

If Ying Zheng didn't have a headache, he really wanted to press that face on the ground and rub it a dozen times.

Nima, if you don't have it, just say no, and you still look like you are thinking, shameless.

Ying Zheng covered his head, it was completely dark at this moment.

The main hall was brightly lit, Smilax smilax was not a hard-to-find medicine, and soon the imperial doctor found the medicine.

It's just that the person who prescribed the medicine, Wang Xuan, didn't know how to use it, and the few imperial doctors didn't dare to use it casually, and they muttered for a long time.

Seeing that these people were so verbose, Wang Xuan simply grabbed two handfuls and stuffed them into the jar, which stunned several imperial doctors.

But since Emperor Xuan prescribed the medicine, they had no choice but to follow suit.

When the medicine is boiled out, it will be as thick as porridge.

Wang Xuan brought it to Ying Zheng himself.

At this moment, Ying Zheng was in so much pain that he could hardly bear it anymore. After seeing the medicine, he felt that he had seen a savior, so he couldn't wait to take it and took a sip.

With just one bite, Ying Zheng's face was wrinkled into a chrysanthemum.

"Bitter..."

Wang Xuan saw that this was not good, immediately without further ado, grabbed the bowl, squeezed Ying Zheng's mouth, and poured it down.

"Cough cough!"

Ying Zheng was choked to tears, and his eyes were full of anger.

"You're feeding me like an animal!"

"Anger +799."

Seeing that Ying Zheng was going to lose his temper, Wang Xuan felt a little guilty.

I thought to myself: "I am treating your illness, you can't repay your kindness with revenge."

Many ministers around, including Fusu, looked at Wang Xuan with weird eyes, and really wanted to say, I respect you, you are a man, dare to treat His Majesty like this.

At this moment, Ying Zheng suddenly made a surprised sound.

"Hey! My head doesn't seem to hurt so much anymore."

Everyone was shocked when they heard Ying Zheng's words.

"My God! It really cured His Majesty's headache."

"The medicine will cure the disease, but this speed is too fast."

"Amazing!"

Even several imperial doctors were a little convinced.

But Wang Xuan was muttering in his heart.

"The medicine has just been poured in, and the digestion is not so fast. I am afraid that I just broke his mouth forcefully, and it has some effect."

It's like the black and white TV at home when I was a child, suddenly snowflakes came out, and it returned to normal after I went up and slapped it twice. It should be the same principle.

I just broke my mouth just now, and it had a significant effect. If I beat Yingzheng's head on the ground, would the headache be completely cured?

But thinking that this is the emperor of Great Qin, Wang Xuan suppressed the eager thoughts in his heart.

Chapter 298 Bandits

Yingzheng's headache didn't hurt so much, and after taking the medicine, he returned to the palace with the help of the eunuch.

What happened today made many people look at Wang Xuan with admiration, especially the few imperial doctors who admired him very much.

Only a single medicine cured His Majesty's headache.

Of course, Ying Zheng only relieved the headache, and it is not known whether it can be cured.

But at least it's proven to work.

Even Wang Ben looked at his son differently.

He patted Wang Xuan on the shoulder and said: "As expected of my son, father has long seen that you can do it."

Wang Xuan couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Who looked at him with murderous eyes when he was suffering from political illness.

Naturally, the banquet could not go on, and everyone left one after another. Fusu, as the eldest son, and Yingzheng was seriously ill, so of course he had to stay in the palace and wait.

"Wang Xuan, what happened today is thanks to you."

Fu Su said to Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan waved his hand.

"It's all trivial. By the way, Mr. Fusu, you promised to give me the bronze ware..."

This is what Wang Xuan cares about.

"Overbearing Mechanisms" recorded several particularly powerful weapons, but they required a lot of bronze.

It's not easy to meet someone like Fusu who has been taken advantage of, so of course we have to strike while the iron is hot. What if he regrets it?

Fusu didn't expect that Wang Xuan would still miss the bronze ware.

Immediately said: "Don't worry, I'll let someone go back and say hello, you can come to my house tomorrow to pick it up, and take whatever you like."

"Young master is really refreshing!"

Wang Xuan's heart blossomed with joy.

After saying goodbye to Fusu, he returned to the Wang family.

Fusu looked at Wang Xuan's leaving figure with a somewhat complicated expression.

Wang Xuan's character is a bit out of character, but he is undoubtedly a real talent, just like his grandfather, it seems that he will have to win over him a lot in the future.

Early the next morning, after Wang Xuan had breakfast, he took seven or eight carriages and headed straight for Fusu's mansion.

When he came to the gate of Fusu Mansion, he was blocked by two soldiers.

Wang Xuan swaggered down from the carriage.

He opened his special fan made with "Overbearing Mechanism" and fanned it.

Although it was cold, it couldn't stop his enthusiasm for pretending.

The two guards looked at Wang Xuan stupidly, and thought: "It's so cold, why not, your fan can blow out hot air?"

Just when Wang Xuan was about to announce his name, he saw an old man wearing a housekeeper's attire hurried out from inside.

"You must be Young Master Wang Xuan, my young master has already greeted you last night, I'm Zhao Si, the housekeeper of the mansion."

Nicholas Zhao Si?

Wang Xuan couldn't help being happy.

"Master Wang, I don't know what your carriages are?"

Looking at the seven or eight carriages behind him, Zhao Si couldn't help but ask in doubt.

"These are used to pull bronze."

Wang Xuan said casually.

Zhao Si was a little dumbfounded, he thought that the young master of the Wang family had just chosen a bronze vessel to take away, but seeing this posture, he was a little confused.

But Zhao Si didn't dare to ask more questions.