"It's free." Mingruo said seriously, "The medicinal materials I have here are basically obtained from the government's medicine depot, so I won't charge you any money. As long as you continue to support my research, you can make any good medicine in the future.
Yes. Or if you want any medicine, I can help you make it."
"Deal." Si Haochen nodded with satisfaction.
Mingruo put away the remaining five Yi Ling Pills, stood up and rubbed his stiff neck: "Drinking chicken soup is boring. Let's eat chicken soup wontons tonight."
"Yeah." A glint flashed in Si Haochen's eyes. He liked hearing Mingruo say 'we'.
Si Haochen left after dinner. Mingruo washed up and went to bed early, and told Zi Su that he was going to a medicine hall tomorrow.
Early the next morning, Zi Su sent the lady in the yard to prepare the carriage. He chose a navy blue woven gold winter robe and a sapphire hair crown for the princess. He first changed into a set of winter clothes for a boy,
Pack everything up and go to wait for Ming Ruo to wash and change clothes.
After breakfast, the master and servant walked to the side door. The guard guarding the side door was used to his princess traveling in men's clothing, so he opened the door quickly.
Ming Ruo boarded the carriage, and when he lifted the curtain, he saw Si Haochen wearing half a silver mask and sitting on the couch in the middle with a golden sword: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"
"Yeah." Si Haochen closed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to close his eyes and rest, and don't disturb me if you have nothing to do.
"Are you going to... a medicine hall?"
"Um."
Mingruo actually wanted to ask what you were doing in the medicine hall. But seeing how lazy Si Haochen was to talk to others, she decisively shut her mouth. Zisu saw the prince in the carriage and followed the coachman very discerningly.
Sat outside.
The carriage stopped, and Si Haochen got out of the carriage first. When Mingruo got off, he gave her a hand in time.
When Shen Cong saw Mingruo walking into the medicine hall, he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately greeted him: "Master, you are back."
"Well, how's business going lately?" Mingruo asked as he walked inside.
"Very good." Shen Cong saw Si Haochen coming after him and bowed quickly, "Young Master Wang."
The prince's name made Si Haochen's eyes twitch. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask and no one saw him.
Shen Cong asked Mingruo and Si Haochen to sit down, and Nan Xing also made tea: "Hello, sir, the mooncakes you brought for the Moon Festival are so delicious. I didn't know that mooncakes have salty fillings in addition to sugar fillings.
.”
"I even brought some stuffed meat today." Mingruo said with a smile.
"Meat-filled ones? Moon cakes?" Nan Xing looked in disbelief.
"Yes." Mingruo nodded.
Zi Su handed the food box to Nan Xing, "In addition to the moon cakes, there is also a piece of ham here, which can be used to make soup or stir-fry."
"Yeah." Nan Xing took the food box, "Thank you, Master."
"You're welcome." Mingruo looked at Shen Cong, "How is Mr. He Lian doing?"
"He is recovering very well. He originally wanted to leave, but I suggested that he ask you for a follow-up examination before leaving, so he stayed." Shen Cong continued, "Also, the young master from General Yingwu's family came for a follow-up check-up, and the symptoms are not the same.
Great. I gave them the medicine you left. Mr. Zhu also came for acupuncture on time, and now his complexion is much better."
"Okay, I'll go and review Mr. He Lian first." Ming Ruo took He Lian's medical records and walked to the backyard while looking through them. Si Haochen also followed.
Mingruo knocked on the door of the wing and heard a question from inside: "Who is it?"
"It's me..."
"Doctor Ming, please come in quickly." He Lian's voice was filled with joy.
A man who looked like an attendant opened the door for Mingruo: "Doctor Ming, please."
"Okay." Mingruo nodded to him.
He Lian was lying on the bed, with his legs raised as per Mingruo's request, and a pair of crutches placed beside the bed.
"Let me check you out. If there are no problems, you can be discharged." Mingruo stroked He Lian's injured leg, activated the medical system, and performed an MRI.
"Are you going out of the yard?" He Lian asked with some confusion.
"Ah..." Mingruo really wanted to pat his forehead. He was used to this kind of words, so he directly brought "discharge" out, "Yes, get out of the yard and go home."
"Oh, can I be discharged from the hospital now?" He Lian asked.
"Okay." Mingruo nodded, "In two months, you can start exercising, but you have to do it step by step, and you will be fully recovered after half a year. After a year, you have to do it again to remove the steel plates that fix the bones.
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"I've written it down, thank you Dr. Ming." He Lian could feel that although he still had to rely on crutches to move, his injured leg was still strong. It was different from the feeling of being completely unable to control his limbs before the operation.
Same.
"You're welcome, you can rest." Mingruo wrote down his diagnosis and medical advice on the medical record.
Today is not a day for Mingruo to sit in the clinic, so there are no patients who have made appointments in advance. Mingruo stayed for a while and helped see a few patients with cold and cough, and it was noon.
After Zisu returned from delivering toilet water to Fuxiangzhai, Mingruo greeted Shen Cong and returned home.
Zi Su did not sit outside the carriage this time, but came to Mingruo and whispered: "We didn't send toilet water over on the fifteenth day of this month. The shopkeeper thought you wouldn't deliver to them in the future." Zi Su
Then he said, "Slave, from the fragrant fragrance
When we came out of the studio, a man who claimed to be Xilou's clerk said that Xilou wanted our toilet water, and he would add half a tael of silver to the price of Fuxiangzhai for each bottle. The slave said that he could not be the master, so he had to come back and report to the master. He asked the slave
Tell the young master that..."
Seeing Zisu's troubled face, Mingruo asked, "What did you say?"
Zisu imitated the guy's arrogant tone: "If your young master doesn't agree to sell toilet water to Xilou, I will make it impossible for you to stay in the imperial capital..."
"..." Mingruo rolled his eyes, thinking that my sister is very rare to stay in the imperial capital? Earning pocket money is not a worry, "I remember you said that Xilou seems to have some backstage.
"
"Xilou is the property of Libi's mother's family." Zisu replied immediately.
"Is it very powerful?" Mingruo looked at Si Haochen.
"Haha." Not to mention Li's concubine, even the queen's natal family was not ranked high in Si Haochen's eyes.
Seeing that her prince didn't bother to say more, Zisu quickly explained: "Princess, don't worry. For others, Empress Li's natal family cannot be offended, but our palace is not afraid. A concubine who has nothing to do will only be in the imperial capital."
If we dare to talk to ordinary merchants, they probably think that we are doing business from other places, so they utter such arrogant words."
"Oh." Mingruo said he understood.
"Master, we're here." The coachman stopped the carriage and reminded him.
"So fast?" The palace was not close to a medicine hall. He opened the curtains and looked outside, only to see that the street scene outside was very unfamiliar. "Where is this?"
"Well, it's Fanlou." Zisu immediately recognized the place.
"Get off the carriage." Si Haochen got off the carriage.
"Fanlou...a restaurant?" Mingruo raised an eyebrow.
