Chapter 1642

He can't always stay in the house every day and take care of this small one. What should he do if he is dead?

He put little brand white aside, and then he stood up again and arranged his clothes. He went to the inner room and changed his clothes. He went to the Imperial Palace one night to discuss with emperor Wenyuan about the new drug brand Yuyi said.

After he had gone, Emperor Wenyuan was staring at several medicine bottles with headache. He did not eat or drink. He had been in front of these bottles for several hours.

Of course, I don't know how many times my mind has turned. With my limited medical knowledge, I think that if these pills are turned into water, they should still be useful, that is, the effect is less, but then it is less, it will always be useful, right?

When brand Heng came to worry about it, he really sighed that they were brothers and sisters. For this big week, they worked hard and worked hard, and their hair was almost gray.

No, not to mention the problem of whether his hair is white or not, but his hair is about to lose all his hair. This is a lot of hair lost every day. What else can be done? It is just because he is worried about the state affairs.

Is this emperor of Zhou easy to be?

It's not easy to be.

He's really hard.

"Cousin, come and have a look."

Emperor Wenyuan quickly let brand Heng think about it. He also told him what he thought just now.

"If you think this is feasible, I have only a few bottles left." but this is not a matter of no means. At the beginning, he took the Saussurea into his stomach. In a few years, there were dozens of bottles of these drugs in his stomach. If we had known that these drugs could cure the plague and cure the people, he would not have taken so much 。

He felt that what he had taken was not medicine, but the flesh and blood of the common people. He could not sleep at night, and even the food seemed to be stained with blood.

He shook his head.

"My Lord, it's a drop in the bucket."

At the beginning, only a hundred bottles could save the people in that county, but now the infected ones are as simple as one county, there are so many as nine counties. The medicine with such a little bit is not divine medicine, and it can be cured by smelling it.

"But boiled water will do?"

Emperor Wenyuan also didn't let people smell the medicine. He thought it could cure the disease by smelling it. But it was too impractical. So he didn't mention that one. It was impossible. But boiling water and drinking water are always OK?

"The same."

What's the difference between brand Heng and boiled water?

There is less medicine and more water. What's the difference between drinking water and medicine? Therefore, the idea of emperor Wenyuan is not workable.

"What can I do?"

Emperor Wenyuan grabs his hair. As soon as he releases his hand, he grabs a lot of hair. He loses his hair again. If it goes on like this, his hair must be lost.

"Tomorrow Yier will bring people in person."

"But..."

Emperor Wenyuan was also worried that it would not be anywhere else, but the place where the plague occurred. He was the son of his great cousin, and he looked like his aunt at the beginning. If something really happened, he would not live with him.

"He has found a cure and medicine for the plague."

"Really?" Emperor Wenyuan was so excited that he stood up and almost didn't fall all the things on the table.

When he reached for the table, he could avoid the broken cups.

"Etiquette."

Luo Heng thought reminds him that he has been an emperor for several years. How can he be so easily annoyed and irritable? It's just that they are here. If there are outsiders, where should his dragon face go?

emperor Wenyuan sat down again, and then he could not help but calm the excitement in his mind.

At this time, how could he care about the etiquette and so on?

"brother huangdang, what you said is true, there is really medicine to save?"

"Yi'er said," you will know when you go. "

Brand Heng is worried about believing in his son, but the so-called medicine, only after verification, can we know whether it is successful. Even brand Yuyi dare not say absolutely.

It can only be said that these medicines made by him are very similar to those made by Mo Fei. Maybe they have no health preservation effect, but in terms of detoxification, they are not bad.

As for whether it is true, then only after waiting for the true chapter to be seen.

"It must be possible."

Emperor Wenyuan rubbed his hand. It can be said that he believed that it was possible, absolutely, and feasible. That was the apprentice brought by Mo Fei. He studied medicine with him since he was a child. He had read medical books before he had read them. So he said that he could, that's ok.As long as you can pass this level, he will give him a good reward.

At this time, Luo Yuyi is still in his own medicine room, making those pills. The medicinal materials are all ready-made, and these medicines are not difficult to make. It can be said that he is a semi-finished product, and only a little processing can make the medicine.

By the time they set out early in the morning, there were already 100 bottles of Medicine on the table.

"Young master, why don't you let me go?"

Xiao an is almost crying. Since he has followed the young master, even those who go to the daoshan and xiayouguo, they are all with him. But this time, the young master doesn't let him go with him. How can he trust him to go alone without being served?

"You don't know martial arts. If you don't have such a good body, you'd better not follow."

Xiao an put her face down.

Useless. Are you a scholar?

"You don't know a few big characters."

Fu Yan stabbed him hard again.

"And you are the same as me."

Xiao an murmured, there are more illiterate people in the world, but they are not living well. He is illiterate. As long as he can recognize the silver on the silver note, he can do it.

Fu Yan slightly raised his eyelids, which was different from Xiao an's

Luo Yuyi squats down and touches the white lion lying at his feet. Although he has not slept all night, his spirit is not bad. When he goes out temporarily, he can't arrange too many things.

Anyway, both parents are in Beijing. If there is anything, they will decide.

Peach rubbed her head against her master's hand.

It's really a baby lion.

Well, what else can Xiao an say? Just let him raise a lion. It's better for him to raise a lion, but he didn't let him raise pigs.

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