Han Zhan was stunned for a moment, and then said loudly: "Ah? What did you just say?"
While pretending to be puzzled, he leaned in front of Yan Xun, blocking his sight while flipping his wrist neatly.
Another bamboo tube quickly slipped out of his sleeve and replaced the bamboo tube in his palm.
Haha, fortunately, he is always careful and prepared.
Yan Xun said apologetically: "That's right, our Sang clan has a rule that the blood in the body must not be taken away by others. Even if bloodletting treatment is needed, the blood can only be poured out and cannot be handed over to others. Please forgive me, Imperial Doctor Han.
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Han Zhan said "Ah" again and quickly took out the bamboo tube in his hand.
"This is a good habit. In recent years, I have developed this bad habit because the palace avoids seeing blood. I have to take the blood back and process it to avoid shocking the nobles..."
He smiled and pointed to the corner of the garden, quickly walked over and poured the blood in the bamboo tube into the soil in front of Yan Xun.
Then he quickly scooped up a spoonful of water from the large water tank nearby that was used to collect rainwater for watering the flowers, and diluted the blood stains. He also cleaned the bamboo tube in his hand.
"Is this okay?"
Yan Xun: "...That's all. I'll bother Dr. Han!"
Han Zhan smiled and waved his hands: "No trouble, no trouble!"
Sang Ling pressed the healed fingertips and watched with curiosity as Han Zhan placed the bamboo tube at the bottom of the medicine box again, and then restored all the tools...
"Does the imperial physician of Han need to do bloodletting when he diagnoses the pulses of nobles in the palace?" #@$&
Han Zhan nodded: "Well, some queens in the palace are good at absorbing the supplements in food. If they eat a little better, they will easily over-supplement, and they need to be bled to slow down. Otherwise, the qi and blood will be too full, and people will be easily irritable!"
Sang Ling: "..."
Well, she did understand why she got angry easily from time to time.
Soon several other teachers came to Sang Lanyun's piano pavilion to check his pulse, and Sang Ling and Yan Xun retreated together.
Sang Ling: "Senior brother, did you smell the blood just now? It doesn't seem to be like mine?"%&(&
Sang Lanyun: "I haven't practiced witchcraft in the past few years, so I didn't notice it... Is there something wrong with the Korean doctor?"
Sang Ling thought for a moment: "Move over with me and I'll smell it again!"
The two of them seemed to be chatting while walking, slowly bypassing Han Zhan and his party, and moved to the corner.
Sang Ling sniffed again: "Hey...it seems to be the smell of blood unique to girls. Maybe I'm overthinking it."
Sang Lanyun also sniffed: "Tsk, don't think about it. You and I both watched him take the blood and pour it out. Besides, the Valley of Divine Doctors doesn't practice witchcraft, so he kept your blood."
do what!"
The two of them felt relieved and quietly moved back to their previous positions.
I saw Han Zhan squinting and calmly checking the pulses of several teachers before slowly putting away the box and saying goodbye.
However, after walking out of Shuiqin Pavilion and getting on the carriage, Han Zhan turned pale almost instantly. He couldn't wait to take out the bamboo tube hidden in his sleeve and threw in a small insect hidden on his wrist.
"God bless me, I hope it's a kiss...otherwise I'm afraid this bug will die suddenly!"
It turned out that what Han Zhan had just taken out was the tube of blood that Qin Jiaoxi had left before.
He looked at the Gu worm with a distressed look on his face: "The situation is urgent, I came here suddenly, and I didn't have the chance to find someone else to bleed, so I had to throw away your rations..."
"If this bet is wrong and you die, don't blame me for being cruel..."