Transformation of the slag prince plan

Tongrentang is not only a pharmacy, but also a medical clinic, opened by an elderly imperial physician named He who resigned from the imperial hospital and returned to his hometown.The old imperial doctor no longer sits in the hall, and now his grandson Xiao He Langzhong is sitting in the hall, diagnosing patients.

Doctor Xiao He finished treating the patient in front of him, took a pen and wrote down the prescription on a piece of paper, handed it to the medicine boy waiting at the side, and asked the patient to follow the little medicine boy to grab the medicine, and when he looked up, he saw Fan Yi coming in from the gate.

He raised his eyebrows and asked Fan Yi with a smile: "Why are you here?" Without waiting for anyone to reply, he said again: "I was thinking that my mother's medicine was almost used up, and I was about to send someone to bring it to you. It just so happened that you came." As he spoke, he called out to his elder brother who was sitting in front of the medicine cabinet: "Brother, Xiao Fan is here, come and sit here, I'll take him into the inner room first."

The elder brother of the He family nodded, and smiled at Fan Yi at the door: "Xiao Fan, come in quickly."

Fan Yi greeted Mr. Xiao He's elder brother, and then followed Mr. He towards the back.

Doctor Xiao He led the people inside, and asked curiously, "Xiao Fan, why are you free to come to the town today? How is Master's illness? Has it improved?" He saw that his hair was all wet, and his clothes were also wet. , although not dirty but slightly messy, his tone changed immediately: "Xiaofan, have you been bullied? Who is so bold? I'm just..."

"I'm fine. Brother, don't make wild guesses. My mother is still the same, so brother don't need to worry too much. I came to town today. Besides getting medicine for my mother, I need your help." Fan Yi saw Xiao He The doctor became more and more angry, and hastily interrupted his words impolitely, but his heart felt warm.

Young He Lang's name is He Qing, he is about eighteen years old, he has followed He Laoyu's medical skills since he was a child, and before Fan Yi's father died, he had studied in his father's private school.Because He Qing himself was very smart, Fan Shiying valued this student very much, and tried to make He Qing apprentice, but He Qingzhi was not in the imperial examination, so he had no choice but to give up.

In this way, it is not an exaggeration for Fan Yi to call him senior brother.

The two entered the room, He Qing poured a cup of tea for Fan Yi, couldn't help but look at Fan Yi's half-dried clothes, finally stood up and said, "I'll get you a set of clothes to change into."

Fan Yi stopped him, "No need, brother, just listen to me first."

Opening the bag in his hand, he took out the money and handed it to He Qing, "Mother's medicine money has not been settled for half a year, and this time it just happens to be settled." Seeing He Qing frowned, he immediately said: "Don't refuse , I still have something to trouble you, if you don't answer, how can I speak?"

He Qing reluctantly took the money, and muttered in a low voice, "You're just like a teacher at such a young age! You're angry with a scholar!"

Fan Yi didn't hear clearly, he was hesitating in his heart, should he tell He Qing about himself.But he had no choice but to ask He Qing for help.Confused, he lifted the sleeve of his left hand up to the elbow, revealing the pink mole.

He Qing didn't know what he was going to do at first, but when he saw the obvious red mole, he immediately looked at Fan Yi in shock, and then his handsome face quickly turned red, he turned his head and stammered: "Little, Xiao Fan, you, you are... put your hands down quickly."

Fan Yi looked at him with a funny tone, and said in a brisk tone: "As you can see, I am brother. Brother, you know that I am already sixteen, and my brother's special physique will appear on me in the near future. I want to ask Brother, is there any medicine that can suppress that aspect?"

He Qing's face was still red, but upon hearing this, his eyes became a little serious, and he asked, "Are you...? You let me think..."

Generally, when the elder brother reaches the age of 15, an iceman hired by the government will come to the door to formally determine the marriage partner.So brothers don't need to worry about their passion, and even look forward to it, because their husband will accompany them through this special period.For my brother, passion is a great tool to enhance the relationship with my husband.

When Fan Yi raised such a question at this time, it was obviously not in the ranks of most brothers who would choose to get married when their bodies matured.It was only today that He Qing found out that his junior brother was a brother.

He Qing turned around and sat back on the chair, put one hand on his forehead, and lowered his eyebrows thinking.

Fan Yi is not in a hurry, it is useless to be anxious, he knows that this cannot be resolved in a short while.He looked sideways out of the window, and there was a yard outside, with a big tree as thick as a person's arms in the middle, and the crisp sound of birdsong echoed in the small backyard.

He was fascinated to remember that when he first became passionate, he gave up his face and entangled with Ji Lanshu every day.At that time, they were so ridiculous that they didn't leave the room for several days.Fan Yi was hugged by that tall body again and again, completely occupied, every time his consciousness recovered a little bit, and when he wanted to end, he was pulled into a more absurd and confused situation by the raging heat.At this moment, he seems to be able to recall the man's heavy breathing, the strength of hugging him tightly, and softly murmuring embarrassing words...

Fan Yi closed his eyes and tried his best to dismiss the past.

Now, he will no longer want to mess with that flamboyant Prince Chu as before!

"I remembered! I have seen the formula of this medicine in an ancient medical book!"

He Qing took a sip from the teacup and said excitedly.

Fan Yi was startled by He Qing's sudden utterance. After regaining his senses, he immediately looked at He Qing and asked hastily, "Senior brother! Are you serious?"

He Qing nodded, and he said: "I need time to study, how long do you, uh, have left?"

Fan Yi understood what he was asking, frowned and thought for a long time, and then gave an approximate time limit.

He Qing immediately stood up, and said while walking outside: "I'm going to find that medical book right now, you go back and wait for my news, I have already prepared the medicine for my wife, and you also take it back with you."

Fan Yi bowed to He Qing and said, "Thank you, senior brother."

He Qing walked quickly, and only waved his hand when he heard the words, and strode up the stairs.

He must help the younger brother with this favor.

Ji Lanshu stayed in the other courtyard of Qi's family for one night, and his perception of ink calligraphy was extremely poor.

Yesterday afternoon, he took a short rest before being awakened by Mo Shu.Mo Shu seemed to have forgotten that he had been rejected, holding a set of exquisite Chinese clothes, standing aside and waiting to undress him.He smiled decently, and there was a charming twinkle in his eyes from time to time.

Ji Lanshu glanced at him a few times, but didn't care at all.He was used to being served by others, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

When it was time for dinner, Ji Lanshu served Ji Lanshu attentively. Although he used serving chopsticks, Ji Lanshu felt a little uncomfortable.

He put the bowl on the table, and stared at the ink book with a cold face, and saw that the weak brother had tears in his eyelashes, and expressed pitifully that he only wanted to serve him for dinner.

Ji Lan was so impatient, she got up and was about to go back to the wing room, but was taken to the main room by the servant who led the way, saying that it was arranged by his young master.

With a cold face, Ji Lanshu kicked away the servant standing in front of him. After entering the wing, he asked the empty room, "What happened in the afternoon?"

A concealed guard with his face covered flew down from the beam without a sound, knelt down in front of him and reported: "My lord, someone from the Qi family recognized you and sent a letter to the young master of the Qi family."

Ji Lanshu nodded. From this point of view, Mo Shu's performance today makes sense.

He then asked: "Can you find out where that great Confucian is now?"

The secret guard took out a note from his pocket and replied: "The identity and address of the Great Confucianism have been found out, but this person passed away a year ago."

Ji Lanshu frowned slightly, took the note, and with a wave of his hand, made the hidden guard retreat, while he looked at the small piece of paper.

Impressively written on it: Fan Shiying, has passed away, and the widow and her children live in Beifanjia Village, Town.

Ji Lanshu lit the note on the fire, looked at the flickering flames, and decided to visit tomorrow.