"Prescription." Bai Qian looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"I know it's a prescription, but I don't know the name of the medicine, so I'm just asking..." Xiaobai felt so wronged that he couldn't help but stare at the words on the screen and muttered, "I know the princess is very good at traditional culture, and I know she can write beautiful words, but why did she write it today..."

Or they used unknown words like "cultural relics" to write about him... bullying him for not learning traditional culture! "It seems that what is written on the prescription is not medicine, but the names of some flowers and plants, which are ornamental. I know a few of them..." The doctor sitting next to the father and son suddenly said. His wife is a flower and plant lover, and he also knows some flowers and plants by osmosis.

"Flowers and plants? Or ornamental ones? Then why did she say it was a prescription?" Xiao Bai glared and then narrowed his eyes, "Could it be that she knew we were reading it, so she deliberately wrote the prescription like this to prevent us from stealing it?!"

"Just watch quietly." Bai Qian raised his hand and slapped him. He was lecturing his son but his brows were furrowed. Patients could not tolerate jokes, let alone hype. If Zhu Jin messed around, not to mention getting out of prison early, he might end up in jail for life.

Everyone thought of what Bai Qian was thinking, and the atmosphere in the room was low. Xiao Bai was suppressed and felt angry. He thought Zhu Jin was poisoned by the princess and couldn't do without the princess's style. He had to write a prescription and wrote it in "cultural relics" to attract attention. Nowadays, all doctors use electronic prescriptions...

Xiaobai had wronged Zhu Jin in this regard. Zhu Jin had been using a brush for over a hundred years and was so familiar with it that it was ingrained in her bones. She had also tried using a fountain pen, but she was still not used to it. Not to mention whether her handwriting was good or not, the main thing was that her speed was simply not fast enough, and she couldn't adapt to it all at once. As for operating electronic medical records, she was really powerless. As long as it was related to mechanics and electronics, her brain was like a piece of iron and was used as a decoration.

She had been busy during this period, and because she was in prison, she had no chance to learn. When diagnosing, whether it was recording symptoms or prescribing medicine, she couldn't be slow, so she chose the brush she was familiar with without hesitation. The brush was passed down from her ancestors, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with using a brush, and she didn't want to attract attention. But seeing that everyone's expression was wrong, Zhu Jin thought that it seemed that she had to work hard to learn how to use a fountain pen and how to operate electronic medical records, otherwise she would never be able to adapt.

She didn't want to be followed by strange looks all the time, no matter if they were malicious or kind, it was not good. Moreover, electronic products were too important in this era, and she would never use them, so it was definitely not okay.

Zhu Jin didn't know that she was being closely watched by the test center, and she didn't know that Xiao Bai was complaining about her behind her back. She just looked at everyone's eyes and thoughts flashed through her mind. Seeing Fang Fang took the prescription, she stared blankly and explained, "I am not familiar with electronic products after losing my memory, so I will choose to write it by hand. If you can't see clearly, I will send you the electronic medical record later. You can read the electronic medical record then." She had already written the ancient characters in simplified Chinese.

Basil was controlling her expression behind her. It wasn't that she was unskilled in operating electronic products, but she had no idea how to use them.

"Okay." Fang Fang nodded, her eyes still on the prescription, occasionally glancing at the brush and inkstone on the table.

"You go back to the ward and rest first. I'll go get the medicine and boil it in a while. You can take the medicine after you have lunch." Zhu Jin stood up.

"Okay." Fang Fang agreed, but did not move. She looked at Zhu Jin expectantly, "What kind of pen is this?" The words written were very beautiful, better than what Zhu Jin had written with a fountain pen before. The pen-holding posture was also completely different from that with a fountain pen.

"This is a writing brush, the brush used by ancient people. There were no fountain pens at that time, so everyone wrote this way." Zhu Jin explained that she is proficient in using fountain pens and learning computers, but she has no intention of giving up using writing brushes.

"I remember seeing something like this in a museum, but the purpose didn't seem to be clear, so I could only guess, but I didn't guess it was a brush..." Fang Fang is a journalist, and at this moment her professional disease made her eyes sparkle, and she was ready to hear or see valuable news. "So, Ms. Zhu Jin, are you saying this is a brush used by the ancients?"

"Yes." Zhu Jin nodded.

"Did the ancients write in the same way?" Fang Fang asked immediately.

"Yes." Zhu Jin answered helplessly and put away the things on the table. "You should go and have a rest. You will have plenty of opportunities to ask these questions after the baby is born."

"Okay..." Fang Fang reluctantly gave up asking.

“Why don’t you ask something about the prescription…” Xiaobai listened with great interest, but muttered to himself after listening.

"I don't know what her medicine is. Could it really be those flowers and herbs?" The doctor on the side was very worried.

"You'll be able to see it in a moment," another doctor replied.

It was a while before lunch, and Zhu Jin took Luo Le to ask questions and worked hard to learn how to operate the electronic medical record. By the time the voice and intelligent input completed the medical record input and sent it to Fang Fang, the time was almost up.

Zhu Jin and Luo Le came to the small pharmacy that was already filled with the aroma of medicine. The hospital had vacated a warehouse for Zhu Jin to store her medicine. At this moment, the small pharmacy was filled with quaint medicine cabinets, with the names of medicinal materials labeled on the drawers, and a small and exquisite scale placed on the counter in front...

Zhu Jin watched all this, smelled the familiar scent of medicine, took a deep breath, and his heart became more and more at peace.

"This smell..." Basil twitched his nose and sniffed here and there.

"Get the medicine." Zhu Jin ignored him and started getting the medicine. He had the prescription in mind. Zhu Jin was fast and accurate in getting the medicine, and his movements were extremely quick.

"Hey?" Luo Le was not paying attention. When he heard the noise, he turned around and saw Zhu Jin making a few movements. When he wanted to see more clearly, he had already grabbed three days' worth of medicine. Seeing Zhu Jin start to wrap up the medicine, he hurried over and asked, "Are these the medicine? Will it be cured?"

When I looked down, I saw all kinds of dry goods with strong smells, dried flowers and plants, dried roots and other miscellaneous things.

"Yes, I'll decoct the medicine." Zhu Jin nodded, and when she went out, she saw Fang Fang's husband Lin Zeran had arrived at the agreed time. "You're here, and the time is just right." Lin Zeran came to learn how to decoct medicine, and he would be needed to decoct the medicine later.

“…The water needs to be here, the heat needs to be controlled…” Zhu Jin taught patiently. Although Lin Zeran was full of doubts about Zhu Jin’s ‘medicine’, he studied very seriously, and Basil was also learning at the same time.

"Let me repeat it, you see if there is anything wrong." After Zhu Jin finished speaking, Lin Zeran repeated it. Zhu Jin listened and nodded, looking at the gurgling medicine and smiling slightly. This 'medicine pot' and this 'stove' are very good. They can be operated precisely. There is no need to be choked by the smoke or worry about the fire being too big or too small.

"This is the medicine. It tastes bad. It's bitter, astringent and weird. But good medicine tastes bitter but it's good for the disease. Drink it. The temperature is just right. Drink it in one breath and you'll feel less uncomfortable." The boiled medicine was poured out into a bowl of pitch black. As for the taste... you knew it was bad just by smelling it. When it was brought to Fang Fang, Zhu Jin looked at the curious and conflicted eyes of the couple and Basil and spoke.

"Okay." Zhu Jin's medicine was different from all other medicines. Its taste and color looked more like poison, but Fang Fang believed in Zhu Jin, so she took it, closed her eyes and drank it in one gulp.

"Drink some water." Zhu Jin looked at her movements and her wrinkled face after she finished drinking, then smiled and handed her the prepared water.

"Huh..." After drinking two sips of water, Fang Fang felt that she was finally alive.

"I have prescribed three days' worth of medicine. Your husband has already learned how to decoct the medicine. Basil has also learned how to do it. Take it three times a day, half an hour after breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I will come back to see your condition in three days and prescribe new medicine." Zhu Jin explained after giving instructions, "This time the medicine is made of herbs. If someone comes to you and nags that the medicine is made of flowers, grasses, roots, and stems, you don't have to worry about it, because this is indeed my medicine, and it works."

"Okay." Fang Fang responded cautiously.

"...Could it be that the next time's medicine...will contain something else besides herbs?" This thought flashed through Basil's mind.

When Zhu Jin left the hospital and returned to the prison, Bai Qian also returned to the office with a calm expression.

"Dad, she really uses flowers and plants to make medicine, don't you care? Will the patient be in danger?" Xiaobai rushed in a moment later with a face full of anger and deep disappointment in his eyes. He once dreamed of marrying the princess home, but he never thought Zhu Jin would become like this.

"She has passed the test and has a medical license. The patient trusts her and is willing to treat her. The medicine has also been tested by the hospital to be safe. How can we control it?" Bai Qian sighed. "It is unlikely that her medicine will put the patient in danger, but it is very likely that it will have no therapeutic effect."

He had to be prepared to accept Fang Fang as a patient, hoping that she could still survive.

Bai Qian also began to wait like Xiaobai a few days ago, waiting for Fang Fang to be sent over in critical condition.

***************************************** At the same time, Helian Zhen made his first public appearance since his school breakdown, with a thin face and a determined gaze. After going through hardships, Helian Zhen finally shed his immaturity and stood calmly in front of the media.

"Hello everyone, I'm Helian Zhen. Since I became the princess, I've disappointed everyone because of my poor words and deeds. I'm sorry." Helian Zhen bowed and apologized, "I've been reflecting on myself during this period of time, reflecting on my performance, and reflecting on whether I have the qualities to be a princess..."

Helian Zhen took a deep breath and said, "The answer is no. I don't have the talent right now. After recognizing this fact, I don't want to be so irresponsible and give up or abandon myself. With my mother's high hopes, my sister's protection, my father's wishes, and my sense of responsibility as a princess, I can't say anything irresponsible."

Helian Zhen's eyes slowly turned red. "Please give me another chance, give me a year. If I still can't satisfy you within a year, I will withdraw from the position of princess."

As soon as Helian Zhen finished speaking, the media reporters were shocked, "Why did the real princess suddenly make such a statement?"

"What a princess..."

Helian Zhen didn't seem to hear their questions. After a few seconds, he continued, "From today on, I will return to Blue Star on behalf of Water Blue Star to look for the lost civilization. I hope to make a contribution to the recovery of the lost civilization. Thank you everyone."

After saying this, he bowed and left, leaving behind a group of excited yet sadly depressed reporters.

"Be careful." Helian Lan looked at his little daughter and gave only this advice.

"Take care, mom." Helian Zhen hugged Helian Lan, greedily feeling her warmth, and only pulled away after a moment.

"Let's go." Shang Lu, who was standing in front of the plane, patted her shoulder and helped her onto the plane.

The trip to Blue Star to search for cultural relics allowed the knowledge in his mind to come to light, allowing Helian Zhen to grow rapidly. It was the first step on Helian Zhen's road to success.