However, the wind was too strong and their clothes were still soaked.

Zhuge Qing closed the door and no one could enter.

Meiji squatted on the ground and drew circles: "What do you think happened to the gentleman? It rained all night, and his legs must be in great pain."

On rainy days, the cold symptoms will become more severe, especially since the stone marrow is no longer very effective.

The killer said nothing.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Mei Ji asked dissatisfiedly.

The killer wanted to say something but stopped himself. At this moment, Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao walked towards them.

Mei Ji threw away the small stone in her hand, walked quickly to the two of them, glanced at Su Xiaoxiao first, and the first sentence was: "You look like you were beaten."

The second sentence: "Is the medicine ready?"

Wei Ting clenched the small box in his hand: "It's done."

"Let me see! Let me see!" Meiji briefly reached a peaceful coexistence mode with the blind man.

Wei Ting refused outright: "No, the medicine will get cold once you open it."

Meiji: You are definitely seeking revenge on me! The killer also looked at the two of them.

Compared to the noisy Mei Ji, he seems much calmer.

His deep and sharp gaze swept across the two of them, and he did not relax at all because of the brotherly relationship between Wei Ting and Zhuge Qing.

In his eyes, there are only two kinds of people, Mr. and everyone else.

Wei Ting met his scrutiny calmly: "How long are you going to watch? My second brother is in pain."

The killer slowly stepped aside and opened the door for Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao.

The three little ones occupied Zhuge Qing's bed. Zhuge Qing slept in the study last night.

The two of them walked around the screen and came to a simple bed, looking at Zhuge Qing's slightly pale face.

"Second brother." Wei Ting called him.

Zhuge Qing didn't respond.

Wei Ting stepped forward and grabbed his wrist: "Second brother! Second brother!"

"Not dead yet." Zhuge Qing said lightly.

Wei Ting frowned and said, "Your body is so hot."

"It will be fine once the rain stops." Zhuge Qing said weakly.

Wei Ting no longer wanted his second brother to suffer from the pain of illness. He sat down beside the bed and helped his second brother up: "Second brother, the medicine is ready."

Meiji and the killer followed in.

Su Xiaoxiao poured a cup of warm water and said to Zhuge Qing: "I still say that, I'm not sure about the efficacy of the medicine, what if it doesn't work..."

The killer said, "Sir, he already wrote his last words last night."

Su Xiaoxiao: ...Not really.

Even if this medicine is ineffective, it will definitely not poison Zhuge Qing to death on the spot. However, judging from Zhuge Qing's current condition, if the medicine is ineffective, he will die of the cold within this month.

Wei Ting opened the small box and took out a brown pill that was still steaming. Su Xiaoxiao handed him some warm water and said, "Chew it."

Zhuge Qing looked at her tired face and smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Su Xiaoxiao smiled: "As long as my second brother gets better, all the hard work will be worth it!"

It's definitely not for the double consultation fee! Zhuge Qing took the medicine.

What follows is a long wait.

…

On the other side, Yu Wenxi got up early.

She left Moye to take care of the two children, and she blatantly left the Princess's Mansion.

The guards tried to stop her, but they were no match for her.

Last night she tossed and turned in bed because of Zhuge Qing's matter. She thought of many ways and finally decided to ask the Emperor of Western Jin in person.

Today was a day off, and the Emperor of Western Jin was a diligent emperor. He went to the Imperial Study to review memorials.

As soon as I sat down, I heard someone report that the princess had arrived.

The Western Jin Emperor frowned as he and his eunuch sized up the emperor's expression and put down the memorial: "Let her in!"

He and his father-in-law brought Yu Wenxi in.

The Western Jin emperor asked unhappily, "You are becoming more and more presumptuous. What do you think of my imperial edict?"

He was supposed to be confined, but he is running around outside every day.

Yuwen Xi said solemnly: "I have something to ask Father for confirmation, it is about Zhuge Qing."

Hearing Zhuge Qing, the Western Jin Emperor's expression relaxed a little: "What's his matter?"

Yu Wenxi asked, "Did Father ask Qin Su to treat his leg?"

The Western Jin Emperor asked back: "Did Qin Su tell you?"

Yu Wenxi said: "No, that girl didn't dare to say it, I discovered it myself."

The Western Jin Emperor said, "How did you find out?"

Yuwen Xi said calmly, "Zhuge Qing needed a medicinal herb, but it was bought by one of my staff members. She was afraid that he would not give it to her, so she lied that she was treating a friend. Father, please don't ask me how I exposed her. I have been a princess for so many years, I can't be completely incompetent."

When the Emperor of Western Jin heard this, he was not angry, but was in a very good mood.

It seems that the double medical fee worked, and the girl decided to go and treat Zhuge Qing.

Looking at the expression of the Emperor of Western Jin, Yuwen Xi knew that Su Xiaoxiao was not lying. The Emperor of Western Jin did ask her to treat Zhuge Qing's leg.

She felt very conflicted.

On the one hand, Zhuge Qing was her mortal enemy, and she didn't want Zhuge Qing to be cured.

On the other hand, if Su Xiaoxiao killed someone and the Emperor of Western Jin blamed her, Su Xiaoxiao would inevitably be implicated.

She muttered depressedly: "What is going on!"

…

After the pill enters the body, it starts to take effect in about quarter of an hour.

Zhuge Qing first felt the pain eased. His legs no longer felt like they were being pricked by needles, nor did he feel the discomfort of being bitten by thousands of ants.

But by the afternoon, the pain had almost disappeared.

Almost means that I can still feel a little pain, but it is much easier than any previous moment.

Wei Ting asked Fusu, Afu and Xing'er to send the three little ones to the old marquis to play for a day. They stayed by the bedside, observing every change of Zhuge Qing.

In the evening, a hint of color appeared on his pale face.

He felt hungry.

In the past few years, he had been tortured by illness and had no appetite, but now he finally had some appetite.

Yuan was so excited: "Sir, what do you want to eat? I'll make it right away!"

Zhuge Qing thought for a moment and said, "I want to eat... pearl meatballs."

Xiaohu's pig balls.

"I'll do it, I'll do it!" Yuan hurried to make glutinous rice balls. His husband didn't eat meat, so he made them with lotus root and glutinous rice.

Su Xiaoxiao took his pulse every half an hour. His pulse became smoother, the coldness in his body was dissipating, and everything was moving in the right direction. It seemed that the prescription was effective.

A Yuan brought in the steamed pearl meatballs.

Zhuge Qing ate two.

Have a sense of taste.

"Yuan, put less salt next time."

Yuan's eyes were red.

The gentleman never wanted to talk about his illness, so Meiji and the others didn't know that the food he ate actually had no taste.

If he had not once put salt into the glutinous rice balls instead of sugar, he would probably still not have known that his husband had already lost his sense of taste.

He cried with joy: "That's great...Sir, you are finally cured..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhuge Qing's body suddenly shook and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone was shocked.

Wei Ting: "Second brother!"

Meiji: "Sir!"

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly pinched his pulse: "He's not poisoned..."

Mei Ji asked anxiously, "How could you vomit blood if you weren't poisoned? Did you use the right prescription?"

Su Xiaoxiao pondered and said, "The prescription is appropriate for the condition, otherwise his pulse would not have improved. As for the reason for vomiting blood--"

"The reason is that your recipe is only half."

A strange voice suddenly appeared at the door.

The killer and Mei Ji rushed over, ready for battle.

The other person raised his head, revealing a weathered face under the lantern.

"It's you?" Mei Ji recognized him.

Wei Ting came over: "Who is he?"

Mei Ji said unhappily, "He is Feng Xiaoran's pharmacist, how can he be called Sai Hua Tuo!"

The killer tightened his grip on the ring-handled knife at his waist.

Sai Huatuo sighed and said, "I have no ill intentions. I am here to see you, sir."

Mei Ji said coldly: "You traitor, you are not worthy of mentioning the master? Have you forgotten who rescued you from the island? You turned around and joined the master's mortal enemy, and even sold the news about the master to him! For a person like you, I wish I could cut you into pieces!"

She raised her hand and was about to kill Sai Huatuo.

Wei Ting stopped her and said to Sai Huatuo, "You just said that the prescription was only half complete."

Sai Huatuo said: "If I guess correctly, you got the prescription from a pharmacist, right? The prescription records a patient's medical history, and the patient's symptoms are very similar to yours."

Su Xiaoxiao stood at the door and looked at him steadily: "What is your relationship with that person?"

Sai Huatuo said sternly, "He is my evil disciple. He stole all those medical skills and notes from me. However, the prescription was incomplete. The pills you made according to the prescription are effective, but they only cure half of the disease."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him deeply and said, "Write a few words for me first."

Sai Huatuo picked up a branch from the ground and started writing on the soil.

The handwriting is the same as that in medical books.

Su Xiaoxiao believed that those medical books and notes belonged to him, but he didn't expect to meet the master of the Western Jin Dynasty pharmacist here.

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Come in and tell me."

Meiji didn't want to let the traitor in, so the killer pulled Meiji away.

Wei Ting brought Sai Huatuo into Zhuge Qing's room.

Meiji looked at his back coldly: "If he dares to touch a hair of yours, I will kill him!"

Sai Huatuo came to the bedside.

Zhuge Qing has fainted.

He took Zhuge Qing's pulse and asked A Yuan to bring the residue of the medicine that Su Xiaoxiao had refined.

"The pills are fine."

Not only is there no problem, it can even be said that it is refined very well. If it were him, he might not be able to refine it so well.

"Mr. Ke vomited blood." Mei Ji said.

Sai Huatuo said: "What you vomited out is the cold and blood stasis in your body. It's not a bad thing. Your tendons and veins are more unobstructed. For at least half a year, you don't have to worry about your life."

"What about half a year later?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Sai Hua Tuo said: "In half a year, I will make the medicine according to the remaining half of the prescription, and it will make you recover."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him suspiciously: "How do you know about this disease?"

Sai Huatuo paused and whispered, "The patient recorded in the notebook... is my son. I traveled around the world to find medicine for him, just to cure his cold, but unfortunately he didn't live to see that day."

Everyone was silent.

Sai Huatuo said: "I have collected most of the herbs on the prescription, and I can give them to you. There are still four herbs left, one is in Feng Xiaoran's hands, and one is in the Third Prince's mansion."

My dears, do you still have guaranteed monthly tickets? 　　 　 (End of this chapter)