Chapter 302 At Least Happy
"Today... today you can remember it?"
"Yes, brother remembers things faster than Bubu, but brother doesn't say anything...but actually brother is even better than Bubu."
Jin Congcong stared at Xiao Jin who was looking at the prescription and opened his mouth: "Jin'er, can you tell me how you and Bu Bu remembered it?"
Xiao Jin looked up at Jin Congcong, and a hint of helplessness flashed across his expressionless face: "With Senior Brother's IQ... it's hard to explain clearly today. In fact, Senior Brother is quite good the way he is now. At least he is happy."
Jin Congcong: ...
Forget it. I should have accepted my fate a long time ago, right? If I had any ability at all, I wouldn't be completely incompetent.
"There's nothing wrong with the prescription you wrote, but there are a few words...that are hard to understand. I'll revise them."
The gray-haired court physician had just returned from examining the medicinal herbs. Seeing Xiao Jin walk to the table and pick up a pen, he curiously leaned over...
"The young master's handwriting is truly excellent. It's vigorous and powerful, thick and lush, and the force can be felt through the paper. This calligraphy is even better than those written by great scholars."
"And look at what's written next to it... fangs and claws bared, crows flying and birds flying in disorder, like a child's scribble. Ah, it turns out these words are incomparable to knowledge, they are incomparable."
Jin Congcong: ...
It's over, I'm so embarrassed, but luckily he didn't know that the awful words were written by him.
Stay calm...don't panic.
"It's okay, Senior Brother. You can continue to practice calligraphy after we go back. It's normal that your calligraphy is not as good as your brother's. Your brother learned calligraphy from Dad."
"Brother is very hardworking. He spends most of his time with Bubu reading and practicing calligraphy. If you work as hard as him, you can also learn good calligraphy in a few years."
Just when Jin Congcong was trying to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, Bu Ruo came over and said, "Your senior brother's handwriting...it will only be like that in this life. It certainly won't be beautiful, but as long as people can recognize it, it's fine."
Bu Ruo picked up the prescription that Xiao Jin had revised and gave it to a guard who had come with him. "Go tell Doctor Zhao to prepare the herbs and then have someone grind them into powder for the victims."
The palace doctor was confused: "Princess, the great doctor Jin is here, why don't you..."
Bu Ruo knew what he meant. She glanced at someone but still gave him face: "The specialty of the young doctor Jin...is not in dispensing medicine."
The court doctor nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I was mistaken. Every doctor has his or her own area of expertise. Doctor Jin should be good at something else."
Looking at Jin Congcong's flushed face, Bu Ruo shook his head helplessly. What is he good at? It seems that apart from liking money, he really has nothing good at.
"Bu Bu, Jin'er, this is the list of pills we need now. Do you want to stay and help make them?"
Bu Bu nodded: "Yes, Bu Bu wants to stay here with brother. Bu Bu will refine medicine with brother. We can refine a lot in two days. After we leave, it will be enough for the disaster victims here."
Bu Ruo did not object. He left Bi'er, Meiying and the palace's secret guards to protect the two little ones and then went back to work.
"Ruo'er, Ruo'er, what can I do? Why don't I go to the medical tent and help bandage the victims' wounds."
Bu Ruo glanced at him calmly and said, "No, you're too slow. You should stay here and help Bu Bu and Jin Er."
Guo Shuangwen watched from afar as Bu Bu and Xiao Jin walked into the tent where the herbs were stored, his eyes filled with shock. "These two little brats actually know medicine? This must be a joke. What is Bu Ruo planning? She's not really letting these two little brats make medicine here, is she?"
"This princess remembers that even in the Beining Palace, there are only a few imperial physicians who can refine top-grade elixirs, and they are all very arrogant. The success rate is also frighteningly low."
"Letting two children refine pills here is a sheer waste of medicinal materials. Even if they refine a batch of pills, it will still take a long time."
The envoy thought the same thing: "Perhaps the princess is worried that the two children will run around and get into danger, so she wants to find something for them to do."
Just as they looked for a while and were about to leave, bursts of medicinal fragrance wafted out...
"Brother, hurry up... forget it, I can't count on you. Grandpa, the court doctor, hurry up and fill the bottles. This furnace isn't as good as Grandpa's. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to produce fifty fever-reducing pills in one furnace."
Jin Congcong's voice also rang out: "Master's alchemy furnace is of the highest quality. Legend has it that it was left behind by an immortal from ancient times. It is certainly not comparable to this ordinary alchemy furnace."
"Bu Bu, just make do with it for now. We can use his alchemy furnace when we meet Master in Yi City."
In order to avoid running back and forth, Bu Bu and Xiao Jin asked the court physician for the alchemy furnace and started refining the medicine directly in the tent where the herbs were stored. Although the court physician's medical skills were average, he had a lot of stationery and was fully equipped, so they had the opportunity to stay here and help.
The tent curtain was lowered, but this did not prevent Guo Shuangwen and the others from hearing the conversation inside.
"An ordinary alchemy furnace can produce fifty fever-reducing pills in one furnace, and in such a short time. Even the most advanced wizard in Beining can't do it."
The guard glanced at the envoy and said, "I heard...that Divine Doctor Du accepted the princess's two children as his last disciples. It's only been six months, at most. I didn't expect these two children to be so talented."
Seeing Guo Shuangwen's eyes light up again, Wei Jieying continued, "The Regent Princess is a disciple of God. Her two children are naturally different from ordinary people. If we ask them to treat the princess' eyes and arms..."
"Let's not talk about them not being willing. Even if they were willing, they are only three years old and have only been learning for half a year. They definitely don't have the ability to heal the princess. Princess, don't take any risks. Your eyes and arms should wait until we return to Beining and make a long-term plan."
Guo Shuangwen didn't say anything. If possible, she still hoped that Doctor Du could treat her.
"Brother, it's not that herb you took. Oh, it's not that one either. They just look similar but they are not the same thing at all."
"Hey, Senior Brother, please don't touch Bubu's medicine furnace. It's not time to add herbs yet. If you want to add them, don't add this. Brother, please take care of him and stop him from making trouble."
After a while, Xiao Jin's helpless voice came out: "Brother, I'll prepare the herbs for Bu Bu's alchemy. Brother, you...go and grind the hemostatic powder. I just prepared the herbs and put them over there. You'll have enough to grind until dark."
After a while, Bubu's happy voice came out: "Brother is really amazing. He doesn't even need to weigh the medicine when preparing it. He just grabs an ounce and it's not off. He's really fast."
"If it were Senior Brother who prepared the herbs for Bu Bu, Bu Bu would have to check them all over again, and he wouldn't be able to refine a few furnaces by nightfall. After Senior Brother returned, he would have to ask Grandpa to watch over him and refine them over and over again."
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