When Wu Zheming knew that the medical officer's diagnosis was a waste of time, he suddenly thought of an unlikely conjecture: If the masked old man is the suzerain...
Although there is no evidence to support this speculation, this possibility cannot be ruled out!
If the three identities of the sloppy old man, the masked old man, and the suzerain are the same person... If the suzerain is thick-skinned and tolerant, he can definitely be a sloppy old man.
Assuming that he is really the suzerain, and he has a grudge because he was sold around when he was a sloppy old man, based on his status, I'm afraid he will find an opportunity to take revenge on me.
If he intentionally sets up a trap to disable my legs and force me to practice 3-star profound energy within three months, then he will make me rely on the highest level of profound energy.
Wu Zhe kept guessing in his mind.
Then the two most famous books of legendary level, one of them is the first choice in the Sword Fighting Sect!
With the recommendation of Elder Bai and others, I would like to worship the Suzerain as my teacher without any problems.
And there must be a big favor! Favor of saving legs!
During this period, he carefully treated my leg injury and gave me various medical stones for assistance. Such kindness is afraid that any girl with disabled legs will be grateful and regard him as her reborn father.
Then, in order to keep my legs, I was forced to practice Zizai magic skill diligently and become the most diligent personal master.
Imagine in the afterglow of a sunset...
A young girl staggered and struggled to walk a few steps...
Weeping to the old man with tears...
"Master! I can finally walk again...!"
**!
The imaginary picture was forcibly smashed into pieces in Wu Zhe's mind.
I can't stand it! Such a bloody plot must never be like this!
But this impossible line may be the truth designed by others!
Wu Zhe suddenly realized, and couldn't help scolding in his heart.
The dead old man has a good plan!
If the possibility of this kind of reasoning is extremely small, but it is the most reasonable and reasonable, then the result of this reasoning is most likely to be true!
Thinking of this, Wu Zhe secretly gritted his teeth. Although the relationship between the masked old man and the suzerain cannot be confirmed now, we must find an opportunity to confirm whether it is true.
The old medical officer thought that Wu Zhe was suffering from heartache and disabled legs, so he quickly comforted him: "Young lady, don't be sad. Although my medical skills are not good, I also know that the high-level profound energy has restricted the blood vessels of the young lady's legs, making her unable to move them. Let the old man prescribe two medicines."
"Thank you, doctor." Steward Pang, who was accompanying him, quickly thanked him, and invited him to offer his pen and ink outside the rest room.
After the doctor left, Wu Zhe asked for the prescription.
"Xiao Ruoyao, do you still know the prescription?" Steward Pang asked in surprise.
He felt that his seniority in the sect was much higher than that of the newly promoted grandma, so he didn't need to call her Miss Xiao or something, so he just called her by her first name.
If it wasn't for Wu Zhe's disabled legs and potential star girl, he wouldn't need to be around.
"I understand." Wu Zhe nodded casually, took the prescription and took a look.
Mu Qingya was a little nervous at the side, so she leaned over to take a look. Although he could read, he didn't know what the medicine was, so he could only ask Wu Zhe with concerned eyes.
Wu Zhe smiled at Mu Qingya: "This medical officer is really kind. He couldn't grasp the problem of my leg, so he simply prescribed some soothing medicine and stone prescriptions. It was barely on the right track."
Steward Pang was surprised, does this girl really know the prescription
Maybe it was pretending to be deeply confused
The medicine group didn't have more than ten years of cultivation, so how could they speak indiscriminately
But Wu Zhe just didn't understand the rules and dared to speak indiscriminately, so he said to Mu Qingya: "Let me make a prescription myself, follow his prescription to strengthen it, and treat it as if I have nothing to do. Help me get the paper Here comes the pen."
Mu Qingya still trusted her quite a bit. After paying her respects to Steward Pang, she went to the outer room to fetch the brush and paper that the old medical officer was using just now.
Steward Pang thought that this girl was really messed up, and quickly reminded: "You can't change the prescription yourself. Even if you change it, the person who made the prescription can't see the doctor's handwriting, so he won't give the medicine."
The medicine and stone industry in Qidu are all acquaintances, and the nearby medicine shops have long been familiar with the old medical officer's handwriting. Moreover, each doctor has his own signature on the prescription, so it is difficult to be fooled.
This is Qidu, not a small place like Zhanyang Town. It is not a prescription prescribed by a regular doctor, and many large pharmacies do not dispense medicine.
"No problem, I have a solution." Wu Zhe looked confident.
Steward Pang didn't want to stop it, so as not to upset the crippled girl.
He also brought a low couch table in cooperation, and placed it on the legs of Wu Zhe who was sitting on the bed, which happened to be a writing table.
Wu Zhe took the prescription left by the old medical officer again, looked at it carefully and put it aside: "This old doctor's handwriting is quite neat."
She complained in her heart about the doctor's medical record of another world's ghost drawing talisman, and picked up a pen to imitate the handwriting on a new piece of paper.
Steward Pang curled his lips, he told you what he thought, why are you still so stubborn
But when Wu Zhe handed over the newly written prescription, Steward Pang's eyes widened.
Isn't this the handwriting of the old medical officer
Steward Pang took the new prescription, looked it up and down carefully, and even grabbed the old prescription in a little panic, comparing the two...
This is simply a handwriting written by a person!
Steward Pang was horrified.
This Xiao Ruoyao actually has the ability to imitate handwriting
And no need to practice, just pick up a pen? !
In fact, Wu Zhe also saw him call his own name directly, and was afraid that he would not pay attention to him, so he deliberately gave him a small blow.
Wu Zhe was overthinking. This manager Pang is not a snobbish person, and the sect has a good atmosphere, and he still treats the injured ** very preferentially.
When Guanshi Pang was about to leave with the list, Wu Zhe stopped him again: "Ah, wait a minute. Imitating his handwriting may cause problems. I'd better ask Guanshi Pang to give it a try. I will write the prescription myself. Are you willing to grab the medicine?"
Wu Zhe took back the imitated formula and tore it up, and wrote another one.
This time, her calligraphy changed again.
She chose Kanting font.
Steward Pang took the new prescription in his hand, he couldn't believe that such thick and round calligraphy would come from the hands of a little girl. But it was really what he saw, every word appeared under his nose.
The background of this potential star girl is probably not inferior to any potential star woman I have seen before!
Steward Pang had heard many rumors about Wu Zhe before, and even shook his head with a smile and felt that the rumors were exaggerated. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he knew that the rumors were true.
It was getting late, and the warriors at the helm arranged for some refreshments to be brought over.
Because many servants were temporarily dismissed when the prince came, there were no servants who could help.
Steward Pang arranged for two younger women to take care of the two women, Mu Qingya and Xiao Ruoyao, and he didn't send any other staff, so he rushed to the pharmacy to get the medicine out of curiosity.
Seeing the prescription written by Wu Zhe, the clerk at the pharmacy yelled, "Dare to ask Steward Pang, who issued such a prescription?"
"Is this prescription wrong?" Steward Pang asked tentatively.
If the prescription is not good, it will be replaced with the real one issued by the original medical officer himself.
"I can't say, but at least I dare not simply look at Fang to make medicine. The shopkeeper happens to be here, so let him have a look." The pharmacy clerk took the list and went in.
Before long, there was an exclamation from inside.
"Wonderful!" The shopkeeper of the pharmacy rushed out from the inner room and shouted, "Where did such a wonderful prescription come from? Was it prescribed by Imperial Physician Bian in the palace? Oh, Guanshi Pang?"
"Shopkeeper Chen, haven't you rested yet?" The two are acquaintances, so there is no need to be polite, Guanshi Pang just cupped his hands: "This prescription was prescribed by a lady in the sect."
"Didn't it be prescribed by the imperial physician?" The shopkeeper was puzzled: "Is it **? Why does it sound so young?"
"Uh, let's not mention this for the time being." Steward Pang didn't want to reveal too much, he just asked, "What do you think of this recipe? If it's good, please cook it for me."
"Zhoujian Zong is indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger." The shopkeeper praised, and arranged for the staff to cook: "This recipe combines water and fire, and the taste is accurate. Even if you have never tried it, you know it must be a master. Especially when it is boiled for a while Once, without boiling for a long time, the spring properties of tangerine peel and a pinch of wolfberry are preserved, rare, bold, but practical! It must be a master to prescribe it like this!"
The clerk took medicines from various drawers and suddenly called out: "Master, the three-year tangerine peel written in the prescription is gone in the cabinet. A few days ago, the Spring River Poetry Club was taken away by those young ladies. Orange tea drink. There is only five years of tangerine peel, is it feasible?"
The shopkeeper has been using the medicine for a long time, pondered for a while, and then said: "Yes, but reduce it by three points."
After he said this, he said to Guanshi Pang: "This prescription has been changed because of this, and I hope Guanshi Pang and the prescribing master will explain it clearly. The old man changed it on the spur of the moment, which made the master unhappy."
"It's easy to talk about." Pang Guanshi remembered it in his heart, but he was considering whether to talk about it.
That little girl will be the master of medicine and stone? Don't be ridiculous, okay
In less than a moment, the fast medicine has been boiled.
The clerk served it in a high-quality porcelain cup, put it in a wooden bowl, and held it to Steward Pang.
Steward Pang returned to the sub-helm, and only entered the wing after telling the glottis.
I saw that Wu Zhe was sticking to a pen and drawing a picture on a piece of paper.
The woman named Mu Qingya was beside her with a pair of wonderful eyes, and the expression on her face was full of novelty and excitement.
"Ah, Steward Pang, you're back. You've worked so hard. My legs are disabled here, and I want to earn some money for my retirement." Wu Zhe said with a smile.
Steward Pang only thought that she was entertaining her boredom, so he took out the porcelain cup from the medicine bowl.
Mu Qingya hurriedly saluted politely, took the medicine cup over, tried Yu Wen with her own hands, it was just right.
Wu Zhe smiled and said, "You should drink some too, it's very appetizing and refreshing."
Mu Qingya shook her head naturally, held the medicine cup with one hand, and made a spooning motion with the other hand, which meant to ask.
"You don't need a spoon, just drink it." Wu Zhe took the medicine, held it to his mouth to test the temperature, then drank the medicine, tilted his head as if tasting the taste, and then said slowly: "They didn't It took three years of tangerine peel, but it took five years... The amount of tangerine peel has been reduced as appropriate, which is considered appropriate."
Steward Pang was startled.
No way? !
I didn't tell you, she actually drank tangerine peel in one sip, isn't it wrong
Terrible, is she... really a master of medicine and stone? ! (To be continued.)