There is a genius doctor in Yuhua Pavilion, and there are naturally many people who come to see the doctor every day.
Although Mo Ruo hadn't seen a doctor for a year, all the apprentices under his command had excellent medical skills, even more brushes than the imperial doctor!
The boy who was distributing the sign at the door had sharp eyes and recognized the guards of Prince Rong's mansion at a glance.
Chao Ji Yunshu and Wei Yi came up to them and asked, "Are you two from Prince Rong's mansion?"
"Is Young Master Mo here?" Ji Yunshu asked.
The boy responded, "Master is upstairs."
"You go to report and say, there is a difficult case, and you want him to take the pulse."
"Okay, the two young masters go in and sit down."
The child led the two in, while the guards guarded the door.
Sitting in the small hall in the backyard, the child had two cups of tea!
Then I went to the attic to report.
In the attic at this time, Moruo was fiddling with the medicinal materials in his hands, pinching them on his fingertips from time to time, and then smelling them on his nose.
He frowned, "This medicinal material is a little damp, so throw it away quickly."
The boy next to him quickly carried the pile of herbs away and threw them into the wooden barrel beside him.
Moruo said again, "The medicinal properties of this herb are insufficient."
leave!
"Lan Yingzi didn't have enough time in the sun."
leave!
"Didn't you say that Kuizi wants to take the middle section? Why are these so old?"
leave!
Almost all the herbs on a table were thrown away.
The little boy Ah Li felt that it was a pity, every time he threw away a medicinal herb, it was as if he was cutting his flesh.
"Master, if you throw it away like this, all the medicinal materials in our pavilion will have to be thrown away. What a pity!"
Mo Ruo glared at him and said solemnly, "I explained it before I went out, but if there is any problem with any of the herbs, they have to be thrown away. Did you forget my words?"
"No, Master, how dare Ah Li!"
Mo Ruo tapped him on the head and said, "Most of the quack doctors in this world will prescribe useless medicines randomly to earn money from the people. Because it is a pity, these medicinal materials are kept and prescribed to patients, understand?"
The sharp eyes were even more swept away, and A Li's body shook, how dare he not understand!
Nodding again and again, he replied, "Ali knows, he can't be a quack doctor. He will be like a master, hang a pot to help the world, give medicine to the poor people, and become a famous doctor of a generation."
Fighting high!
The tone of voice was naturally mixed with the suspicion of flattery!
Mo Ruo clapped his hands and shook off the finely shredded medicinal herbs on his robe. He was about to say something to Ah Li when he heard a sound from the stairs of the attic.
The little boy at the door just now came up to report, "Master, two people from Prince Rong's mansion came outside, saying that there is a difficult case, and I want you to take the pulse!"
"People from Prince Rong's Mansion? Who?"
"I don't know, but the attendant beside him belongs to Prince Rong's mansion."
Moruo frowned, and then stretched it out again, and there was an interesting smile on the corner of his mouth.
He ordered, "Go, invite the two of you up, and prepare a pot of high-quality Longjing."
"Yes."
The boy hurriedly ran down.
A Li scratched his head and asked, "Master, who is it?"
In exchange, Mo Ruo reprimanded, "Clean up these herbs well."
"Oh!" A Li responded in a muffled voice.
Very pitiful!
Mo Ruo got up and went to the open-air attic outside. This resting place was relatively quiet, covered by gauze curtains. The tables and chairs were all made of bamboo, even the fence outside.
Very peaceful!
At this moment, Ji Yunshu took Wei Yi to the attic, and was led here by Xiaotong!
But I saw that Mo Ruo had a pot of wine in his hand and was drinking leisurely!
The aroma of the wine is reckless!
Moruo loves wine, everyone knows it.
"Here? Sit down."
Moruo tapped the position opposite him with his chin.
Ji Yunshu was not polite, and pulled Wei Yi to sit down.
Another boy came in with a pot of high-quality Longjing, and was about to pour three glasses.
"I only drink, not tea!" Moruo reminded.
The boy nodded, and only poured two glasses.
The aroma of tea is overflowing, mixed with the aroma of wine, permeating this bamboo-woven attic, rushing into the tip of the nose, light and cool, refreshing!
"This Longjing, I usually don't use it to invite customers, try it, how does it taste?" Mo Ruo ordered the tea.
Ji Yunshu was not in a hurry to understand what he wanted, so he picked up the saucer and took a sip.
"good smell!"
"Just delicious?"
"Could it be that there are other things added to this tea?"
"It's really a pity for this pot of tea. It seems that Miss Ji is not a person who can taste tea."
Be careful!
Just a pot of tea
Ji Yunshu smiled, "Young Master Mo is afraid that he thinks highly of me, I'm a lay woman, I'm used to rough food, and I hold a bone-picking knife in my hand, cutting and cutting at those dead people, smelling it in my nose, pouring water in my mouth. Yes, it's not the smell of blood, it's the stench of rot, the nose and tongue will naturally become rough, and you won't be able to taste this good tea."
After listening to the words, Mo Ruo's mouth was raised, and she didn't feel pantothenic acid in her stomach. As a doctor, she was probably used to seeing what she said.
"What a sharp mouth!"
A compliment!
And Wei Yi, took that cup of tea and became bored with one sip.
It's so hot!
He stretched out his tongue and fanned his hands around his mouth, while frowning and complaining, "It's so hot, this tea is not good at all."
"I don't know the goods!" Mo Ruo gave him a resentment. "This Longjing is a high-quality variety. You can't buy it with a lot of money. You really don't know the goods."
Unhappy in my heart, simply—
I took a sip of wine and suppressed the anger in my heart!
Ji Yunshu whispered and asked, "Suddenly visiting, but disturbing Mr. Mo's leisure?"
Mo Ruo took another sip of wine, his eyes drooped, and said, "I go in and out of Yuhua Pavilion every day, there are not thousands or hundreds, where do I come from?"
The tone is slightly drunk!
Before Ji Yunshu could speak, Wei Yi, who was beside him, stuck out his scalded tongue, and immediately refuted it first.
"You lied, you're not free, why are you still hiding here drinking?"
Looking at Wei Yi's truth-seeking face, Moruo couldn't help laughing twice.
"What are you laughing at?" Wei Yi asked.
"Smile you don't understand me!" Mo Ruohui.
Dude, if Wei Yi understands you, that's great
Wei Yi seems to have some innate hostility towards Moruo.
To put it bluntly, I just don't like this fellow!
Inexplicably dislike it!
"I don't want to understand you, the fart you played on is so stinky, and you are not Shu'er, I just want to understand Shu'er." Wei Yi pursed his mouth.
A moment later, Ji Yunshu tugged at his sleeve and reprimanded, "You can't be so rude."
"Oh!"
Very well-behaved, Wei Yi picked up the sound immediately and leaned back.
Instead, Ji Yunshu met Mo Ruo's gaze and said apologetically, "Young Master Mo, don't bother with Wei Yi, he..."
Before he finished speaking, Mo Ruo raised his hand and interrupted him, "No problem!"
Immediately, his gaze fell on Ji Yunshu's golden mask and said, "Pick off your mask."
"Um?"
"Let me see your injury!"