After An Xiyue left, Nangong Yuanyi sat upright, his eyes shining brightly like a nighthawk, deep and cold.
He was waiting for what surprise the old man opposite was going to bring him. Nangong Yuanyi looked around for a week. The whole room was filled with the smell of various herbs. He wanted to pour himself a cup of tea but couldn't find the tea set.
"Drink some water first. I only have water here, not tea."
Mei Zongzheng suddenly handed over a bowl of water, breaking the tranquility at this moment.
"Thank you." Nangong Yuanyi cherished his words like gold and finished the drink in large gulps. Then he put the bowl aside gracefully and waited for the next step.
"I will first apply acupuncture to seal several of your acupuncture points, and then remove the rotten flesh that has been eroded by ant poison." Mei Zongzheng said while injecting the acupuncture, and all the movements were completed smoothly.
I saw blood pouring from my fair arm, and wherever the silver needle touched, a large amount of purple-black blood flowed out. The tendons and blood corroded by ant poison would be painful as they were eaten by thousands of ants. Mei Zongzheng could only He applied some painkillers when cutting the carrion, but it couldn't stop the pain caused by the ant poison in his heart. Nangong Yuanyi didn't even frown, and pursed his thin lips tightly.
An hour later, Mei Zongzheng sutured the wound and other follow-up work. The old man in front of him was already 60 or 70 years old. He looked full of kindness, his hand movements were very careful, and he was very considerate of the patient's feelings. Nangong Yuanyi couldn't understand him at all at this time.
The emotions revealed between Nangong Yuanyi's brows still affected Mei Zongzheng.
Mei Zongzheng stared at Nangong Yuanyi's face for a long time. He was handsome and handsome, but the most similar thing was his temperament. He had confirmed just now that there was no birthmark on his chest.
Just listen to Mei Zongzheng slowly say: "Your Majesty is already twenty-six years old this year."
With a probing tone, Nangong Yuanyi remained silent, and the atmosphere was so quiet that it made people breathless.
Mei Zongzheng continued nagging, "Your father's health is not bad. He has headaches, but they are relieved every time I give him acupuncture, so I taught this set of acupuncture to your mother." , Alas, more than twenty years have passed, and I wonder if his old problem has improved."
At this time, Nangong Yuanyi suddenly stood up, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Which father of this prince are you referring to?"
"Everyone praises Imperial Physician Mei for his excellent medical skills and his ability to save the world and the people. He is called the Sage of Medicine. Have you ever seen death without saving him?"
Mei Zongzheng's hands suddenly trembled, and he was stunned on the spot. The surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and the two of them just looked at each other.
It's just that one's eyes are calm and calm, while the other's eyes are complicated and panicked.
Nangong Yuanyi put on the soaked night clothes, casually opened the secret door and stepped in.
At the same time, Mei Zongzheng was speechless and his face was pale. He only heard Nangong Yuanyi's unsullied voice coming from the secret door: "I am twenty-five years old this year."
A moment later, An Xiyue knocked on the door and came in, only to see Mei Zongzheng sitting alone on the long board, dumbfounded and silent for a long time.
"Grandpa, where has Prince Nangong gone?" An Xiyue felt something was wrong in the atmosphere. She had never seen her grandfather look like this.
What happened?
"This is the medicinal powder of honeycomb juice. However, the medicinal effect of dragon silk grass can only be miraculous if it is picked on the spot, and it is only found in the Nanshan area. Dragon silk grass has a strong sense of self-protection and cannot be obtained easily. Both are indispensable. You Give it to him as repayment for his life-saving grace." Mei Zongzheng only got this bottle of medicinal powder by chance when he was traveling. Compared with dragon silk grass, honeycomb juice is even more valuable.
An Xiyue wanted to ask how Nangong Yuanyi's injury was. Seeing his grandfather's solemn expression, he swallowed the words that came to his lips and took the medicine from Mei Zongzheng's hand, but he didn't know what to say.
He saved himself again but left without saying goodbye again.
