The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 258, Mr. Mo Xu?

   Doctor Fang was carrying a medicine basket on his back and was about to go out, and everyone he met greeted him, even though he was a doctor who specialized in diagnosing and treating the prince.

   I can't stand Mrs. Fang. Hello, anyone in the house who has a minor illness or pain will also help to prescribe medicine, so everyone respects him very much.

  Doctor Fang nodded and said, "There are a few medicines that are not available in the house. I will go to the mountains outside the city to see if I can find them."

"You need to go to this kind of thing in person. You tell the servants what the medicine looks like, and the servants will go and pick it up for you." The servant opened his mouth to please. He accidentally fell and broke his leg. , which was cured by Dr. Fang.

   "No, these herbs are relatively rare, so I can rest assured if the old man goes in person." Doctor Fang refused with a smile, and after saying that, he started to go outside the mansion.

   "Doctor Fang, morning."

   "Doctor Fang."

   No matter who greeted him, Dr. Fang nodded one by one, which was part of the reason why everyone had a good impression of him.

  Shen Yijia was pulled from the bed by Song Jingchen. She glanced at the light coming in from the window, but it was still dim. She couldn't help but mutter, "It's not right to steal chickens at this time."

   Stealing chickens and dogs, shouldn’t it be done at night?

  Song Jingchen has a black line on his head, what this girl is thinking about all day long.

   He took the clothes on the side and put them on for her one by one, and then wetting the handkerchief and wringing out the water to help her cleanse her face, seeing that she still didn't wake up.

   pursed his lips and said, "How about you sleep a little longer? I'll go alone."

   Hearing the word "person", Shen Yijia opened her eyes and looked at Song Jingchen with burning eyes: "I'm not sleepy anymore, I'm full. Where are you going, I'll go with you."

  Song Jingchen chuckled, picked her up by the waist, put her on the stool in front of the dressing table and sat down, took the comb and combed her hair and tangled her hair.

   This is different from the feeling of Mo Yuan combing her own hair. Shen Yijia's eyes straightened when she saw it, and she asked curiously, "Mr. Xianggong, who have you combed your hair before?"

  Song Jingchen paused and deliberately teased her: "Men and women. Both, which one are you asking about?"

  Shen Yijia: Well, shouldn't it be normal to say that she has only combed for her? Since there are men and women, no, there are women.

   She frowned: "Woman."

   The bun that Song Jingchen helped her to pull was a bit like a man's, and the whole head of blue silk was fixed with only a wooden hairpin. After doing this, he said, "Sister Huan, you didn't see it at the time."

   He said that in Xiagou Village, Sister Huan asked Shen Yijia to help her comb her hair, but Shen Yijia couldn't, Song Jingchen helped her comb it.

   As soon as he said that, Shen Yijia also remembered, and he realized that he was tricked by him again, and he gritted his teeth angrily.

   Waiting for her to pack up, Song Jingchen took out another paper bag and stuffed it into her hand from nowhere: "It's still early, so you can just eat something to cushion your stomach.

   We will have meals when we get back. "

  Shen Yijia opened the paper bag and saw that there was a fragrant roasted chicken drumstick in it, and the corner of her mouth twitched: This is also called casual eating.

   On the side of Doctor Fang, he walked to the gate of the city, rented a carriage and went out of the city. When he reached the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, which is the closest to Xunyang City, he asked the driver to stop the car.

   "Doctor Fang, do you want me to wait for you here?" The coachman jumped out of the carriage and moved a horse stool for Doctor Fang to step on.

  Doctor Fang reloaded the medicine, smiled and shook his head: "I don't know when I will be able to find the medicinal materials I need when I enter the mountain this time, so I won't bother you.

   I will walk back then. "

   "Hey, then you can take care of your own safety. I'll have time to come back here tomorrow at this time. If you go down the mountain, I'll just pick you up."

  Doctor Fang usually goes into the mountains from time to time to collect herbs, and he goes there for a day or two. The coachman was used to it, and after a word of concern, he drove the carriage away.

   Looking at the back of the carriage leaving, Dr. Fang let go of his hand in his sleeve and shook his head, that's all, he's done enough evil, so let him live.

   He retracted his eyes and squinted at the road up the mountain, and walked up the mountain step by step.

   From a distance, his back looks depressed.

  Nanfeng was left to guard Shangguanhan, while Song Jingchen took Shen Yijia and rode out of the city.

   met Mo Yuan and Yaoji at the city gate. To be precise, these two were waiting for them here specially.

   "Master, young lady."

   "Miss, uncle."

   The two bowed in unison.

   Shen Yijia glanced at the two of them and went back to Song Jingchen's arms to catch up on sleep.

   Song Jingchen looked at the two of them, but Mo Yuan looked at Yaoji and asked him to answer.

Yaoji touched his nose and said, "I found out that only Qingyuan Mountain has the most crucial medicine that can be used to prepare Wangyou San, and Mo Yuan and I have found traces of people living on that mountain in the past few days. The two are not close."

  Song Jingchen frowned: "Lead the way."

  The three horses galloped out, picking up a place of dust.

   As we approached the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, we passed by a blue cloth carriage.

  Song Jingchen glanced at the carriage, frowned and waved the whip, the horse roared, and the speed suddenly accelerated.

  Doctor Fang is old after all, and his legs and feet are already weak when he reaches the destination.

   In front of him was a small yard surrounded by a fence. The yard was surrounded by three wooden houses. He stood and straightened his robes, and then he stepped forward and knocked on the fence door when his breath eased.

   After a while, a little boy came out, and he bowed his hand to Doctor Fang, and stretched out his hand to make a request.

  Doctor Fang nodded and followed him into the yard, stopping at the door of the wooden house in the middle.

  The little boy stepped forward and knocked on the door twice, and after waiting for two breaths, a thick voice came from inside: "Come in."

   The boy pushed open the door, brought Doctor Fang in, and closed the door with his backhand.

  The wooden house was surrounded by black gauze curtains, and it was dark inside. Only one person could be vaguely seen sitting on the futon in the center. A strong medicinal smell lingered on the tip of the nose.

  Doctor Fang is obviously not the first time to come here. It is not surprising to see this scene. When the child took out a futon and placed it in front of the person, Dr. Fang stepped forward and knelt down on his knees: "Mr. Mo Xu, the villain is useless.

   I came here today for medicine, and I have one thing to ask. "

   "What? Lost it again? You shouldn't have stayed by King Anle's side for too long and have forgotten your identity." The man known as Mr. Mo Xu gave him a cold look.

   Doctor Fang squatted down in fear: "The villain dare not, he has already succeeded. It's just..."

   "Just what?" Mo Xu said and looked at Xiaotong, who took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and put it in front of Doctor Fang.

  Doctor Fang breathed a sigh of relief, considered it for a while before opening his mouth: "This is also what the villain is puzzled about, why did King Anle, unlike others, still have a breath after he lost his temper."

  I didn't want him to finish his words, Mo Xu stood up abruptly and said in surprise, "What did you say?"

   (end of this chapter)