On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 187

The calculations in King Yi's heart were rattling.

He walked down the steps a few steps and came to Miss Jiang. He stretched out his hand to give her a hand and said, "Miss, there is no need to be polite. I am here just to save everyone. I have already ignored my personal safety."

"Someone, bring me the medicine!"

Miss Jiang was extremely grateful: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yan Ruyu smiled half-heartedly, looking at King Yi, this guy is indeed good-looking, but unfortunately, the calculation is too much, and the calculation beads will fall into other people's faces.

She quietly asked Huo Changhe next to her: "Are all royal people so good at acting?"

Huo Changhe smiled slightly: "No, I heard that the Sixth Prince is a good person."

"Six princes?"

"Exactly, the Zhennan Palace only sentenced him to exile, and it was because the Sixth Prince begged for it."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "That is indeed a great kindness."

"It's a pity, I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again."

While they were chatting, someone brought the medicine and gave it to Jiang Yanmu to drink.

This is the first bowl.

Everyone watched with bated breath, waiting for Jiang Yanmu to get better.

However, as time passed by, Jiang Yanmu's flushing became heavier and heavier, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his eyes, which were still clear at first, were now gradually cloudy.

Not only did it not get better, it seemed to get worse.

Yan Ruyu pinched her throat: "This medicine doesn't work!"

Huo Changhe also said, "What's going on? Doesn't it work?"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the already uneasy crowd suddenly erupted in emotion.

"How is this going?"

"Why doesn't the medicine work?"

"Then will we do the same?"

"does not work!"

"Are your medical skills good? Is this prescription accurate?"

Dr. Liu was so anxious that he was sweating and waved his hands repeatedly: "Everyone, listen to me, this recipe is absolutely effective. It is passed down from my family..."

"Is it passed down from your ancestors?" Yan Ruyu asked again, "Did your ancestors know that this epidemic would happen today?"

Doctor Liu: "I..."

"That's right, your recipe is passed down from our ancestors. It's been many years, and the epidemics are not exactly the same!"

"Yes, that's right!"

"Your Highness King Yi, give me an explanation!" Huo Changhe shouted again.

He secretly laughed in his heart, this matter of teasing Yangzi was really interesting, no wonder Yin Ding liked to do it every time.

King Yi was also panicking, and An Cizhou said loudly: "Don't be chaotic, everyone! Since the imperial court asked us to come, it is thinking of everyone.

The emperor is worried about this matter, and keeps track of it day and night. The emperor has asked about the money and food in the household department one by one. Therefore, no matter what the situation is, please believe that we will not stand aside and wait patiently! "

An Cizhou's words made everyone feel much calmer, and the noise gradually became quieter.

"Everyone, please be patient. I don't know medical skills, but I also know that symptoms have their own severity, and medicines have fast and slow effects. Everyone is different.

Don’t be afraid, everyone. Antai Town is my hometown. I promise here that I will never leave until this epidemic is completely eliminated! "

Someone from the An family stood up in the crowd: "Sir, we listen to you!"

"Master An, you must save us."

King Yi frowned slightly and An Cizhou said: "Your Highness, why not call the other doctors from Antai Town? It would be better for everyone to watch and discuss the prescription together than alone."

King Yi dares to agree. What if something else comes out of this diagnosis?

"There is no need for me to see it. This epidemic has been around for some time. If the doctors in this town could see it, they would have been cured long ago. How could we be in today's situation?

These doctors are all dissatisfied with each other, and when the time comes they quarrel, which is also troublesome.

Besides, the prescription is Doctor Liu's ancestral handbook, and he will not agree to let others see it. "

An Cizhou still wanted to say something, but Mr. Mo stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I have an old friend who is a great national player, named Xinglin. I would like him to come and have a look."

King Yi nodded: "That's very good. Mr. Mo will quickly invite Mr. Xinglin."

Huo Changhe said to Yan Ruyu, "Mr. Xinglin? I have heard of his name before when I traveled around the world."

Yan Ruyu chuckled: "It's that old man. It turns out his name is Xinglin."

Huo Changhe's tone was slightly cold: "The medical skills are indeed good, and he has a certain reputation. It is said that he is also known as a miracle doctor. I have only heard of it before, but I didn't expect it to be him, and he also took refuge in King Yi's sect."

Mr. Xinglin was still in the backyard, lying on the bed, moaning and pointing the child around.

The child swallowed his anger and became even more frightened.

While we were busy, Mr. Mo came.

Seeing Mr. Xinglin like this, Mr. Mo also frowned: "What's going on? Why does your complexion look worse?"

Lao Xinglin hummed: "I don't know, my whole body hurts, and I don't know how the bone-setter was connected."

"Are you here for something?"

Mr. Mo nodded: "Go to the door."

Lao Xinglin's half-closed eyes opened and closed: "I won't go."

Mr. Mo's voice was gentle but strong: "It's impossible not to go. There's trouble outside, and you must go."

Lao Xinglin closed his eyes and said, "What trouble could possibly happen? It's all planned."

"Someone is sick."

"Can't you finish drinking the medicine when you're sick?"

"Drinking it doesn't work."

Lao Xinglin suddenly opened his eyes: "What?"

"It doesn't work. This person's identity is not ordinary, so there can be no mistakes."

Lao Xinglin shook his head: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. I personally prepared the medicine and you prepared the ingredients. How could it not work?"

"You'll know if you go and take a look."

Lao Xinglin was annoyed: "How can I get there like this?"

Mr. Mo gave an order, and several people came in from outside carrying a soft frame.

Lao Xinglin: "...How can I go out and meet people like this? How will I meet people in the future?"

Mr. Mo leaned over and straightened his collar: "If you can't pass this test today, what will happen in the future?"

Lao Xinglin's heart skipped a beat. He was like a lying lamb, unable to resist.

"I have to tidy up."

"be quick."

The child quickly helped him change his clothes, comb his hair, and try to dress up as neatly as possible.

After carrying him out of the house, Lao Xinglin felt that something was not right. He looked around and suddenly understood: "There are medicines in the yard!"

outside the gate.

Yan Ruyu followed the others and waited. Within a short time, several more people became ill one after another.

"It seems that they have taken action in advance," Huo Changhe said. "They are planning to get sick today and cure him in public."

"It's a pity," Yan Ruyu narrowed her eyes slightly, "it is destined to fail."

The scene was in chaos. If An Cizhou hadn't been able to hold on, a riot would have broken out.

At the critical moment, Mr. Mo led people to carry Lao Xinglin out.

"Everyone, calm down! Mr. Xinglin is here."

Everyone turned around and looked at Lao Xinglin on the soft frame, looking at each other in confusion.

Huo Changhe said: "This is obviously a sick old man! He can't move himself, so why are you treating us?"

Another voice made everyone angry.

Yan Ruyu: "..."

Lao Xinglin was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He patted the medicine box and said, "Even if I am paralyzed, I can still treat you!"