Ji Changan nodded: "Yes, it's the recipe created by Hao Lixian!"
"This medicine is wrong!" Song Tuanyuan said.
The medicine Hao Lixian gave Ji Changan was Furong Zijin Ointment. This medicine can treat bruises and injuries, but if Ji Changan wants to remove the poison and promote muscle growth, he should use Shengji Powder.
If one or two ingredients of this medicine are wrong, then someone has tampered with it. But if Furong Zijin Ointment and Shengji Powder are interchanged, this matter is inseparable from Hao Lixian.
"What were my master and senior brother busy with when you left Tiancheng?" Song Tuanyuan asked.
Ji Changan was shocked when he heard Song Tuanyuan said that the medicine was wrong, and quickly thought of the possibility.
Ji Changan quickly recalled what happened in Tiancheng in the past few days.
Tiancheng is indeed not at peace these days.
The emperor's birthday coincided with the death of the prince more than two years ago. There was already a call in the court to re-establish the prince. However, the emperor invited Prince Cheng back at this juncture, who had refused to see him for many years, which made everyone even more suspicious.
Moreover, before the emperor's birthday, Ji Shiyi, who had always been trusted by the emperor, was assassinated by his subordinates and was seriously injured and bedridden, which aroused many people's speculation.
There is also a rumor that Ji Shiyi was stabbed intentionally because that person had assassinated King Liang.
The complicated situation reached its peak on the sixth emperor's birthday in June.
On this day, King Liang and King Cheng entered the palace at the same time. King Liang presented the ancient painting "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", while King Cheng cooked a meal with his own hands.
The preciousness of this gift can naturally be seen at a glance.
But the emperor only glanced at the "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" and slowly tasted the food cooked by King Cheng.
That day, King Liang's expression changed.
Moreover, after the emperor's birthday, the civil and military ministers in the court seemed to have caught wind of something, and they all became friends with King Cheng.
The King of Liang was anxious and sent people to check on Ji Changan's injuries several times. One night he even visited Ji Changan's house in person.
Ji Changan couldn't help it, so he found an excuse to leave.
When leaving, Hao Lixian prepared medicine for him.
Could it be that Old Hao is in danger? But hasn’t Old Hao been following King Cheng?
Ji Changan felt moved and whispered: "I still have something to do, please leave first!"
Song Tuanyuan grabbed the hem of his clothes and whispered: "I don't care what happens to you. I only know that if your wound is not treated quickly and the dressing is not changed quickly, I guarantee that you will have a high fever tonight. You want to die.
Just say it directly!”
Ji Changan was stunned. Is it so serious?
"It's not too late!" Song Tuanyuan said, taking out the small medicine box he brought with him and cleaning Ji Changan's wounds.
"Well..." Ji Changan snorted, supported his body back with his hands again, and slightly raised his sexy chin.
The man's muffled groan made Song Tuanyuan think a little. She quickly lowered her head and concentrated on cleaning the wound.
Ji Changan lowered his head and looked at the top of the woman's head, feeling the woman's cold fingers caressing and moving on his chest.
Ji Changan clenched the edge of the table. Whether it was pain or embarrassment, he couldn't hold on. He urgently needed to find something to divert his attention.
"Let Shen Lin come!" Ji Changan shouted.
The guard quickly responded and invited Shen Lin to come.
As soon as Shen Lin entered the door, he saw this sexy scene. He stood at the door and didn't know whether to go in or step back.
"Come in!" Ji Changan breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Shen Lin, Ji Changan felt less embarrassed.
It's just ordinary healing. Why is your heart beating so fast?
"Sir, what are you..." Shen Lin had no choice but to step into the door and glance at Song Tuanyuan, who was lying on Ji Changan's chest.
"Heal!" Ji Changan said.
A smile appeared on Shen Lin's face: "Young master's wound seems to be a little suppurating!"
"I didn't call you here to see the wound, but because there may be changes in Tiancheng's affairs? You should take someone back to take a look first!" Ji Changan said in a low voice.
Shen Lin was stunned and wanted to ask what the change was, but saw Ji Changan wink at Song Tuanyuan.
Shen Lin understood immediately and whispered: "Yes, Master, I will take people there now. If there is news, I will send someone back to report!"
Ji Changan nodded: "My injuries are almost healed, I will go there too!"
Shen Lin nodded and quickly retreated. When he walked to the door, he closed the door thoughtfully.
After the door closed, Ji Changan felt embarrassed again. Just as he was about to say something, Song Tuanyuan took a step back and said, "Okay!"
Alright? So soon? Ji Changan lowered his eyes and looked at the bandaged wound in front of him, feeling suddenly empty in his heart.
"The fish soup is fishy. You can't drink it if your wound is suppurating. I'll make something else for you! Besides fish soup, what else do you want to eat?" Song Tuanyuan asked Ji Changan.
Ji Changan thought for a while: "Stinky tofu!"
Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment: "Stinky tofu?"
This person doesn't eat snail noodles, but he actually likes to eat stinky tofu?
"I've dreamed about it, but I don't know what it tastes like. Can you make it?" Ji Changan asked.
"Yes, yes, but it's too late to do it now!" Stinky tofu needs to be fermented. If it's ready-made, how can you eat it whenever you want?
"Next time, I'll cook it for you next time!" Song Tuanyuan thought for a moment, "I'll decide the menu. I'll make sure it's nutritious and delicious!"
Ji Changan nodded.
Song Tuanyuan walked out with fish soup.
Ji Changan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips. He suddenly felt the smile on his face and quickly retracted his smile.
Nowadays, the situation in the DPRK is getting more and more serious. Liu Zhanxin assassinated him and Hao Lixian's medicine showed that someone was already targeting him. Didn't he come back this time to keep a distance from Song Tuanyuan? Why...
"Ahem!" Ji Changan couldn't help but cough, feeling a dull pain in his chest.
It’s better to recover from your injuries first, and then we’ll talk about it!
Song Tuanyuan brought the fish soup back. Mrs. Yao took a look at it and asked in surprise: "Young master, didn't you drink it?"
"His health doesn't allow it, so I'll make something else for him!" Song Tuanyuan looked at the ingredients in the kitchen. There was also a killed chicken and stewed chicken soup.
When Mrs. Yao saw that Song Tuanyuan wanted to stew chicken, she couldn't help but whisper: "Young Master doesn't eat chicken..."
"You have to eat even if you don't want to, for the sake of your health!" Song Tuanyuan chopped the chicken pieces with a big kitchen knife, blanched them in water to remove the blood, then added a little sugar to the pot, and put the chicken pieces into the pot. Sugar color, wait until the outside of the chicken pieces is browned and charred, then add various medicinal materials that can replenish qi and blood, and then add water to stew.
"Can this chicken with medicinal herbs be eaten?" Mrs. Yao was a little worried.
Their young master doesn't eat chicken to begin with, and if it tastes like Chinese medicine...
"These medicinal materials are beneficial to qi and blood, but they basically have no medicinal smell. Coupled with the fragrance of chicken, it can be neutralized!" Song Tuanyuan said.
Mrs. Yao shook her head: "I'm afraid your pot of chicken will be wasted!"