"Dad, it's not possible?" Hao Lixian stepped forward and asked.
"The medicine is effective, but the prince's leg is suffering from an old disease, and it is particularly severe this year. He can't stand up just by relying on these ten treasure pills!" Old Man Hao said in a low voice.
"Then what should I do? June 6th is the emperor's birthday, and all the princes will return to the capital by then. The prince's legs are like this..." Hao Lixian frowned.
Old Man Hao sighed.
Hao Lixian left the house, thought for a while, and went to an inconspicuous small house in the east of the city.
In the house, Ji Changan was fishing. On the stone table next to him was a half-used purse, which was exactly the purse that Song Tuanyuan used to repay the money yesterday.
Hao Lixian came forward, looked at the purse, and couldn't help but pick it up and check, "When did you have women's things around you?"
Ji Changan turned his eyes and took a look, stood up, took it and put it in his arms, and asked: "Why are you here suddenly? But there is something going on with King Cheng?"
Hao Lixian told King Cheng's condition.
"Wang Cheng's legs can no longer stand up. My father is trying to think of something. Recently, he has fallen in love with a pharmaceutical expert." Hao Lixian said.
Ji Changan said calmly: "Mr. Hao is a great doctor, he should be able to think of a way!"
Hao Lixian hesitated: "Do you really have no idea?"
Ji Changan pulled the fishing rod and caught a foot-long fish. He looked back and asked with a smile: "Do you want to stay and eat the fish? It's just that the cook at home recently left for something, so I'm afraid you have to do it yourself.
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Hao Lixian was stunned for a moment: "How could I do that!"
Ji Changan sighed and threw the fish into the water again.
Hao Lixian was startled and whispered: "What a pity!"
"It's a pity, it's of no use to me anyway!" Ji Changan said softly.
Useless... Hao Lixian sighed. Perhaps it was for this reason that Ji Changan was unwilling to return to the capital.
Early in the morning of the next day, Song Tuanyuan went to the drug store with the prepared Ten Treasure Pills and two other prescriptions, and took Song Fuchuan to Jiushuyuan.
It wasn't until he got on the bullock cart that Song Fujian touched his backpack and felt a little unreal.
"Fu Chuan, this bundle is so beautiful. It's tied with two straps and can't fall off without holding it with your hands!" Sister-in-law He said while looking at it with a smile.
Song Fujian didn't want to pay attention to Sister-in-law He before, but today he was in a good mood, so he smiled and said, "My mother made it for me!"
Sister-in-law He immediately looked at Song Tuanyuan: "Ms. Song still has this skill. It looks very good to me. Can you make a sickle for me?"
Song Tuanyuan said quietly: "Bring the cloth!"
Sister-in-law He quickly responded and said with a smile: "Aunt Song, what you said that day was not nice, don't take it to your heart!"
"It's nothing, we are all fellow villagers!" Song Tuanyuan said softly.
Sister-in-law He immediately smiled and asked the two of them what they were doing in the town.
Song Fuchuan raised the corners of his lips and said proudly: "I'm going to study in Jiu Academy!"
Sister-in-law He slapped her thigh, startling Song Tuanyuan.
"Go to Jiu Academy to study? Oh, that's a good academy in the town. Shu Jin is scary to death. My sickle also wants to go, but I haven't been willing to do it! Aunt Song, why are you willing to let your youngest son go to study? Didn't you say before,
Is the second son the only one in the family who is up to par?" Sister-in-law He asked eagerly.
Song Tuanyuan glanced at Sister-in-law He sideways, "I just remembered that I seem to be a little busy these days. That backpack of yours..."
Sister-in-law He quickly smiled and said: "Study well, study well, only by studying can you have a bright future!"
After Sister-in-law He finished speaking, she automatically shut up and did not dare to speak any more.
Song Tuanyuan suddenly felt his ears were at peace.
Along the way, Sister-in-law He carefully accompanied her with a smile for a backpack, which made Song Tuanyuan feel much better.
Song Tuanyuan first sent Song Fuchuan to the academy.
At the gate of the academy, a senior brother took Song Fuchuan in.
Song Fuchuan's face was full of excitement. When he walked into the college, he suddenly looked back at Song Tuanyuan.
"Go, go!" Song Tuanyuan waved her hands, as if she was sending her son off to college.
Song Fujian suddenly ran over and gave Song Tuanyuan a hug. He was a little embarrassed, and then ran away with the senior brother.
Song Tuanyuan was stunned, looking at the back of his youngest son, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Fujian's future should be rewritten. Tofu Factory has been closed down by the government. As long as Song Fujian studies hard, no matter whether he can be admitted as a scholar in the future, he will at least be sensible, have no resentment in his heart, and will not follow the path of a bandit.
The most troublesome thing now is the second child, Song Fujin. After all, the little girl’s full moon will be in a few days, and it is not an option to keep Song Fujin at home all the time.
Song Tuanyuan thought about it and went to the pharmacy first.
Old Hao is at the drug store again.
Song Tuanyuan smiled at Old Man Hao and took out the prescriptions he made. "In addition to the Ten Treasure Pills, I also made Buqi Badu Powder and Furong Purple Gold Ointment. Do you want Mr. Hao to take a look?"
Old Man Hao slowly walked forward: "I have never heard of these two prescriptions!"
"It's okay, I heard about it today!" Song Tuanyuan pointed to the paper wrapped in it, "This is Buqi Badu Powder, which is mainly used to treat limb paralysis and joint pain; this is Furong Zijin Ointment, which is made of Zijin skin and
Made from hibiscus leaves, the most important thing is to add Yiduhuo to dissipate blood stasis and relieve pain!"
Old Man Hao picked up the potion and smelled it. Although he tried hard to maintain his expression, his eyes were still filled with shock.
These are exactly the medicines he needs, and the quality of these medicines is not inferior to that of others everywhere. He remembers that apart from his deceased master, the only person who can make such good medicines is Lan Lin, the former imperial medicine practitioner.
But Lan Lin has been missing for more than 20 years!
"Old Hao, how are you?" the drugstore shopkeeper asked Old Hao.
He had never heard of these prescriptions and was unsure, so he waited for Old Man Hao to give him the reins.
"The combination of monarch, minister and envoy is perfect. It is indeed a good prescription!" Mr. Hao said softly, stroking his beard.
When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately smiled and invited Song Tuanyuan to sit down with a smile, "I wonder how Pharmacist Song sells these medicines?"
Song Tuanyuan calculated it and found that it cost three hundred yuan to make these medicines. Adding her craftsmanship and the whole family's time, she charged twice the price.
The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice: "Six hundred coins is a bit expensive, why not five hundred coins?"
Song Tuanyuan stepped forward to get the medicine and left, "I'll go to Taiping Residence at the west end of the town and ask!"
The shopkeeper quickly stopped Song Tuanyuan: "Okay, okay, six hundred coins is six hundred coins!"
After taking the money and weighing it, Song Tuanyuan raised his eyes and looked at the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, I still have a few good prescriptions here, including those for setting bones, those for eliminating phlegm, and those for removing toxins and promoting muscle growth. Today, Mr. Hao
Here, I'll write down some prescriptions for you to see if they work. Mr. Hao is a miracle doctor and you'll know at a glance. If you want them, how about I sell them to you?"