At this time, Lan Yu finally remembered Han Du's reminder. In line with the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, completely ignoring the doctor's obstruction, he found Artemisia annua, soaked it in strong wine, and gave it to the seriously ill person.
Down.
Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly good. The soldiers who took the strong alcohol seemed to have taken a panacea and became more energetic after one night.
After hearing what Lan Yu said, the other generals looked at Han Du with different eyes. Originally, they were not interested in Lan Yu, a sworn brother, but why did Han Du become a civil servant?
Military generals and civil servants simply couldn't pee in the same pot, but since he was Lan Yu's sworn brother, they couldn't say anything. They just didn't talk to Han Du intentionally or unintentionally.
But now that they heard that Han Du had such miraculous medical skills, the expressions of all the generals changed. They did not deal with the civil servants, but because the generals were often injured, they respected the doctors extremely. Especially people like Han Du.
Doctors with excellent medical skills are even more the targets of their fawning.
At this moment, all of them didn't care about Han Du's identity as a civil servant and stepped forward to talk to him.
When Lan Yu saw Han Du surrounded by everyone, a trace of pride flashed in his eyes. He was sincere in thanking Han Du just now, but he also sincerely wanted to trick Han Du.
Lan Yu and Han Du drank twice, and Han Du drank him down both times. This made Lan Yu, who had always been confident in his ability to drink, feel extremely shameful and humiliated. How could he not avenge such a great hatred?
But Lan Yu himself knew that he could not drink Han Du, and it was simply impossible for him to seek revenge on his own.
But it doesn't matter, everyone adds firewood and the flames are high. He alone is not Han Du's opponent. He doesn't believe that there are so many people here now and they are not Han Du's opponent?
Faced with the swarm of wine glasses, Han Du originally wanted to refuse. But Lan Yu fanned the flames, forcing Han Du to accept them one by one.
He couldn't remember how Han Du got home, but when he suddenly felt a pain in his back, he opened his eyes and saw Jing Yun wiping his face with a towel.
"Brother, are you awake?"
Han Du hissed and gasped, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with me?"
Seeing this, Han Jingyun quickly put down the towel in his hand, leaned down and stretched out his two hands to rub Han Du's forehead. While rubbing it, he complained: "What did you do, you don't know? Even if you drink more,
Okay, then there should be a certain limit, how can you drink until you are unconscious?"
When his forehead touched the girl's jade finger, Han Du felt the slightest bit of coldness coming from both places. Han Du felt a sense of comfort and at the same time, his mind became clearer. But even so, no matter how Han Du recalled it,
I can't remember what happened to me. I just vaguely remember that I went to Lan Yu's house, drank wine, and then I don't remember anymore...
Although Sister Jingyun was dissatisfied and scolded Han Du, she still served Han Du with all her heart. Seeing that Han Du had regained some energy, she stood up and said: "Brother, please lie down and rest for a while. I will go and help you."
Bring some food over here."
Sister Jingyun brought the food and wanted to feed it to Han Du.
Han Du felt that he was in good spirits, so he got up from the bed and said, "Sister, just put it on the table and I will do it myself."
Han Jingyun didn't insist and just put it on the table.
Han Du, perhaps because his stomach was empty, ate his usual breakfast very sweetly and attentively. He simply ignored the girl sitting aside and looking at him.
After eating and drinking, Han Du realized that the girl was looking at him blankly. He looked at his whole body up and down to make sure there was nothing funny about him. Han Du asked in confusion: "
What's wrong with you?"
"nothing......"
You don’t look like you’re doing nothing!
Han Du looked at the listless girl and couldn't help but ask: "Tell me, what happened? If anyone dares to bully you, tell Brother Wei that I will help you deal with him."
Han Du's pretentious appearance immediately amused Han Jingyun. He laughed, and Han Jingyun couldn't help complaining: "Oh, brother, I really have nothing. I just feel bored recently and have no energy."
"How could it be boring? Aren't you reading Journey to the West?" Reading can still be boring, Han Du said he couldn't understand.
Hearing this, Han Jingyun rolled his eyes at Han Du and said, "I was fine when I didn't read that book. It's just because I got bored after reading that book."
"How could this be possible?" Han Du sounded a little embarrassed. After thinking for a moment, he tentatively suggested: "How about you read it a few more times? Brother, I tell you, that book is a good thing. Reading it once is not enough.
You have to watch it a few times.”
Han Jingyun gave Han Du a weak look, and said with a resentful expression: "I have read it many times, and now I really can't stand it anymore. I can even recite it. I have also tried to read other books, but with Journey to the West, I can't stand it.
The comparison is completely unbearable."
That's right, Journey to the West is one of the four great classics after all. Even the teacher Taizu likes the classics very much. In fact, any book can be compared with it?
At this point, the girl's eyes lit up, she looked directly at Han Du and said, "Brother, why don't you write another book? Just write a similar one, okay?"
Han Jingyun held Han Du's arm, looked at Han Du with big eyes at Kazilan, and used the beauty's natural killer move.
It's a pity that Han Du is not interested in this at all. The key is that Han Du can't write a novel similar to Journey to the West. Although there are four famous books, what are the other ones? Water Margin? This is about rebellion.
Right. Han Du can guarantee that if he dares to write it out, Lao Zhu will be the first to cast suspicious eyes on him. Want to rebel? Ask Lao Zhu if he has a butcher knife.
A Dream of Red Mansions? This one is even more complicated. Not to mention the romance in it, once I write it down, I will definitely be accused of being immoral. There are all kinds of place names, various signatures, and various names of government officials.
.The explanation is not clear at all. If Lao Zhu is misled by someone with intentions and makes him think that he is alluding to his Ming Dynasty, then he will not get any good results either.
Not to mention the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, which is completely inconsistent with historical facts. If you write it, you will not only be ridiculed for your lack of knowledge and skill, but it will also damage your image of being a talented person. It is completely worth the loss.
But it was impossible not to write. Faced with Han Jingyun's extremely disgusting coquettish skills, Han Du couldn't bear it.