Chapter 458

Hao lianche's brain suddenly flashed and his eyes were bright. Is ink Bergamot just the formula she needs? In fact, there are more kinds of medicinal materials, but this one is missing?

In fact, ink Bergamot is just a medicine guide. She has found other herbs, so she never forgets it?

As soon as he opened his mind, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.

Qiqi is also proficient in medical theory. Moreover, many drugs complement each other. Now connecting the causes and consequences, he can almost immediately determine that the ink Bergamot she is looking for is the most indispensable step in that medicine.

What he wants to find out is not why she wants this medicine, but what medicine she wants to make.

It turned out that he had always reversed it.

Without delay, Hao lianche took out the box placed on the cabinet and returned to the star picking hall without saying a word.

Yan Qiqi was stunned when he woke up.

When Huanxi came in with clean water, she saw the princess sitting on the bed, wring out the towel and wiping her face carefully.

"Huanxi, I remember I was in the carriage. How..." before she finished, the divine knowledge had returned, "where's Hao lianche? How's he doing? I'm still burning. Have you called a doctor? "

She repeatedly asked questions, crying and laughing with joy, "princess, you ask so many questions at once. Which one do you want the slave to answer first?" Then he smiled, "princess, the prince has already woke up. It's you. You're tired these days. You've been sleeping for more than an hour."

Yan qiqiyi was stunned, as if he couldn't believe it. "I slept for more than an hour? No? " She has always slept very shallow. Usually she can wake up immediately after a little movement. It's unscientific that she slept in the carriage today.

"Did Hao lianche bring me in?" This question is nonsense. If it's easy to say, it comes out.

Before waiting for a happy answer, there was an answer from far and near, "I brought you in."

Hao lianche?

Yan Qiqi looked up at the man.

After more than an hour, Hao lianche, who was still weak in the carriage just now, returned to his usual cold and unparalleled appearance, as if nothing in the world could shake him, which could not help but make Yan Qiqi doubt that the fragile appearance he had seen in the carriage was not like him.

Before Ming Ming, the high fever didn't subside. After a long time, it was like nothing. Yan Qiqi looked at him inexplicably, as if he didn't know him.

Seeing him coming, Yan Qiqi's eyes suddenly cooled down.

Each of them looked at each other, but they didn't say a word.

This time, I stepped down with great insight.

"What are you doing here?"

There was no outsider present, and Yan Qiqi returned to his usual indifference.

Anyway, Hao lianche was used to it. He went to Yan Qiqi and took out the things behind him.

"What is this?" Yan Qiqi looked at the box but didn't reach for it.

Hao lianche saw that she didn't take it or take it back, but said, "if you want to know what's inside, open it yourself and see if you know?"

The more mysterious he was, the less he could arouse her interest. Yan Qiqi looked at him bored. Unexpectedly, he leaned back to bed and said lazily, "I'm not interested."

Hao lianche seemed to know that she would say so. He was not in a hurry. He turned around and wanted to do something. "It seems that Qiqi is really not interested. Anyway, it's useless for me to hold this ink Buddha hand. It's better to lose it..."

Before he finished, Yan Qiqi flew up and jumped out of bed like a hungry tiger. The whirlwind seemed to snatch the box from his hand. When he saw what was inside, the shock on his face could no longer be hidden.

What was in the box was the ink Bergamot she was looking for in her broken iron shoes!

Hao lianche quickly grabbed her wrist on the box and squeezed her tightly.

Just now, Hao lianche pinched Yan Qiqi's pulse in an instant.

The pulse is strong and powerful. At first glance, she feels that she is a little girl who is healthy, but after careful exploration, she vaguely feels that the Qi of Zhonggong acupoints in her pulse seems to be a little obscure.

Zhonggong acupoints connect the liver position. The liver is the son of the kidney. Liver Qi is stagnant, and the imbalance of catharsis leads to the abnormal accumulation and overflow of the sea of blood, and the cycle is disordered

Is there an unspeakable disease in 77?

And ink Bergamot is really a good medicine for relieving depression.

Yan Qiqi, as a doctor, naturally knew that Hao lianche's seemingly unintentional exploration just now was probably taking a pulse for herself. When she saw Hao lianche's face changing, her heart suddenly tightened. She quickly shook off his hand, pretended to observe the medicine and avoided his touch.

At first glance, the name of ink Bergamot will think that the color of this medicinal material is dark and very ugly. However, it takes decades for a good ink Bergamot to mature, and its color will change from green to golden at first, and then to black purple. After maturity, it looks like a Bergamot picking flowers, so it is called ink bergamot.

This medicine is hard to find.

But Yan Qiqi saw it for a while and found that it was wrong.

"The quality of this medicinal material is better than that I saw last time. Isn't this your prize for winning the competition last time?" Last time Hao lianche played a little trick and won her, she was lucky to see the prize. The quality is really not as good as the one in her hand.

Hao lianche probably didn't expect that she would ask, and she couldn't answer for a while.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qiqi didn't entangle in this matter anymore. "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would think you were lying to me again." With this sentence, she closed the box and handed it to him.

Hao lianche didn't know why. He frowned at her and didn't know what she meant.

Yan Qiqi saw that he didn't move, so he had to put the box into his hand again. He couldn't hide his regret in his tone. "Things are good things, but I can't want them."

Hao lianche: "... Why? Didn't you always want it? "

Yan Qi nodded, "I didn't always want it before, but I always want it until now. However, no merit is rewarded, so take it back."

Hao lianche's expression changed slightly, and his tone could not hear his joy and anger. "77, when did we become so strange?"