At this time, Lan Yu finally remembered Han Du's reminder. With the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he completely ignored the doctor's obstruction, found Artemisia annua, soaked it in strong wine and gave it to the seriously ill person.
Unexpectedly, the effect turned out to be surprisingly good. The soldiers who drank strong alcohol seemed to have taken a panacea and became more energetic after one night.
After listening to Lan Yu's words, the other generals' eyes changed when they looked at Han Du. Originally, they were not interested in Lan Yu, a sworn brother, but why did Han Du become a civil servant?
Military generals and civil servants couldn't pee in the same pot, but since he was Lan Yu's sworn brother, they couldn't say anything. They just didn't talk to Han Du intentionally or unintentionally.
But now that they heard that Han Du had such miraculous medical skills, the faces of all the generals changed. They did not deal with civilian officials, but because military generals were often injured, they respected the doctors extremely. Especially doctors with excellent medical skills like Han Du are the targets of their fawning.
At this moment, all of them didn't care about Han Du's identity as a civil servant and stepped forward to talk to him.
Lan Yu saw Han Du surrounded by everyone, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes. He was sincere in thanking Han Du just now, but he was also sincere in wanting to trick Han Du.
Lan Yu and Han Du drank wine twice, and Han Du drank them to the point of falling down both times. This was a great shame and humiliation for Lan Yu, who had always been confident in her ability to drink. How could we not avenge such a great hatred?
But Lan Yu himself knew that he could not drink Han Du, and it was simply impossible to take revenge on his own.
But it doesn't matter, everyone adds firewood and the flames are high. He alone is not Han Du's opponent. He doesn't believe that there are so many people here now and they are not Han Du's opponent?
Facing the swarm of wine glasses, Han Du originally wanted to refuse. Helplessly, Lan Yu fanned the flames, forcing Han Du to accept them one by one.
He couldn't remember how Han Du got home, but when he suddenly felt a pain in his back, he opened his eyes and saw Jing Yun wiping his face with a towel.
"Brother, are you awake?"
Han Du hissed and gasped, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with me?"
Seeing this, Han Jingyun quickly put down the towel in his hand, leaned down and stretched out his two hands to rub Han Du's forehead. While rubbing it, he complained: "What have you done, don't you know? No matter how good your drinking capacity is, you should have a certain limit. How can you drink until you are unconscious?"
When his forehead touched the girl's jade finger, Han Du felt a slight coldness coming from both places. Han Du was moved and felt comfortable, and at the same time, his mind became much clearer. But even so, no matter how Han Du recalled it, he could not remember what happened to him. I just vaguely remember going to Lan Yu's house and drinking, and then I don't remember anymore...
Although Sister Jingyun was dissatisfied and scolded Han Du, she still served Han Du with all her heart. Seeing that Han Du had regained some energy, he stood up and said, "Brother, please lie down and rest for a while. I will get you some food."
Sister Jingyun brought the food and wanted to feed it to Han Du.
Han Du felt that he was still in good spirits, so he got up from the bed and said, "Sister, just put it on the table and I will do it myself."
Han Jingyun didn't insist and just put it on the table.
Perhaps it was because of his empty stomach that Han Du ate his usual breakfast very sweetly and attentively. He completely ignored the girl sitting aside and looking at him.
After eating and drinking, Han Du realized that the girl was looking at him blankly. He looked over his whole body up and down to make sure there was nothing funny about him. Han Ducai asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"
"nothing......"
You don’t look like you’re doing nothing!
Han Du looked at the listless girl and couldn't help but ask: "Tell me, what happened? If anyone dares to bully you, tell Brother Wei that I will help you deal with him."
Han Du's pretentious appearance immediately amused Han Jingyun. With a chuckle, Han Jingyun couldn't help complaining: "Oh, brother, I really have nothing. I just feel bored and have no energy recently."
"How could it be boring? Aren't you reading Journey to the West?" Han Du said he couldn't understand that reading could be boring.
When Han Jingyun heard this, he rolled his eyes at Han Du and said, "I was fine when I didn't read that book. It's just because I got bored after reading that book."
"How could this happen?" Han Du sounded a little embarrassed. After thinking about it for a while, he tentatively suggested: "How about you read it a few more times? Brother Wei, I tell you, that book is a good thing. Reading it once is not enough. You have to read it a few more times."
Han Jingyun gave Han Du a weak look, and said with a resentful expression: "I have read it many times, and now I really can't stand it anymore. I can even recite it backwards. I have also tried to read other books, but with Journey to the West, I can't stand it anymore." The comparison is completely unbearable."
That's right, Journey to the West is one of the four great classics after all. Even the teacher Taizu likes classics very much. In fact, any book can be compared with it?
At this point, the girl's eyes lit up, she looked directly at Han Du and said, "Brother, why don't you write another book? Just write a similar one, okay?"
Han Jingyun held Han Du's arm, looked at Han Du with big eyes at Kazilan, and used the special move that comes with the beauty's talent.
It's a pity that Han Du is completely indifferent to this point. The key is that Han Du couldn't write anything similar to Journey to the West, although there are four of the four great classics. But what are the others? Water Margin? This is about rebellion. Han Du can guarantee that if he dares to write it out, Lao Zhu will be the first to cast suspicious eyes on him. Want to rebel? I asked Lao Zhu if he had a butcher knife.
A Dream of Red Mansions? This is even more complicated. Not to mention that as soon as the romance in it is written, I will definitely be accused of immorality. It contains various place names, various signatures, and various names of government officials. The explanation is not clear at all. If Lao Zhu is misled by someone with intentions and makes him think that he is alluding to his Ming Dynasty, then he will not get any good results either.
Not to mention the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, which is completely inconsistent with historical facts. If you write it down, you will not only be ridiculed for your lack of knowledge and skills, but it will also damage your image of being a talented person. It is completely worth the loss.
But it was impossible not to write. Faced with Han Jingyun's extremely disgusting coquettish skills, Han Du couldn't bear it.
