The male protagonist of Kuaishuang is here again to ask for his name

Chapter 711
Concubine He Gui was relieved here, and Yan Ruyu also heard the system's puzzled inquiry: [Why don't you just go and slap your face? 】

Yan Ruyu rubbed her chin: [Slapping the face like this will make it more swollen. 】

When the first bowl of medicine was brewed and sent to the Hall of the Medicine Man, Yan Ruyu heard the system prompt: [Ding, mission completion, [-]%. 】

With system certification, the medicine is [-]% safe.

This is not over yet, the system beeps again: [Ding, the skill is being activated...]

Yan Ruyu couldn't help raising her eyebrows: [Which skill? 】

The system proudly said: [All! 】

Yan Ruyu tried to pinch the teacup on the table, exerting a little force...

Someone on the side reached out to grab it: "Hey, where is the teacup I put here just now?"

Yan Ruyu calmly and innocently passed by.

Martial arts skills have been lit up, and it is not in vain that she has taken care of her body recently.

Next try the Charm skill.

She turned her eyes around the room and fixed on an old man with a goatee.

It was this guy who whispered to her just now, "Is it going to hurt her reputation in the future after she comes out?"

Well, it's him.

That Imperial Physician Yang was cured by the Poison Immortal when he was young, no matter whether the person in front of him is real or not, he didn't like him, so he just muttered a few words, now he was stared at by Yan Ruyu, he didn't feel guilty yet, but suddenly thought cry.

Someone asked: "Lao Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Physician Yang replied: "It's nothing, it's just that my concubine got a kid a few days ago..."

Others wondered: "Isn't this a good thing?"

Physician Yang felt sad, and couldn't help crying again: "But that's not my seed!!!"

That kind of grief, that kind of sorrow, that kind of depression that makes life worse than death, all burst out with this cry.

A group of white-bearded imperial doctors heard this old man who had boasted that he was still young, and now weeping and regretting, they didn't know what to say.

Yan Ruyu coughed lightly and turned her head away, it's none of my business, I didn't do anything.

After a short period of excitement, the imperial physicians decided to let the imperial physician Yang, who had recovered and felt ashamed, to be quiet for a while, and the others continued to discuss with Yan Ruyu and set the dosage of the emperor's decoction.

It was a discussion, but it was actually asking Yan Ruyu carefully about some unclear parts of the prescription.

In this way, it felt that all of them were inferior to a female doll, and the imperial doctors coughed lightly, feeling that they needed to increase their sense of participation.

"Your Majesty just vomited blood and fell into a coma before, so the amount of medicine should not be too heavy at this time. What the old man means is to reduce the dosage by half each time. While recuperating, he is also curing the disease, so that His Majesty's body can slowly, slowly."

No matter how well maintained the emperor is, he is still a middle-aged man in his 40s. The amount of medicine that those 20-year-old boys in the Hall of the Medicine Man can bear is not certain to the emperor. The most important thing is that Zhongzheng is cautious, but seeks nothing.

From their point of view, the medicine was taken too hard, and if the dragon's body was injured, they would be unable to take it and walk around!
On the contrary, the dosage is less, and it is a big deal to take more time.

As soon as these words came out, voices of echo echoed everywhere.

Apparently they all had the same consideration, Yan Ruyu curled her red lips under the veil: "Halve? Are you kidding me?"

This tone is very contemptuous.

After all, the imperial physicians are old people who have been famous for a long time, and they can't hold back their face when they are so ruthlessly ridiculed by a junior, even if this girl is the daughter of the king of medicine.

"Why, the old masters are imperial physicians anyway, so they don't even have the right to increase or decrease the dosage of medicine?"

Yan Ruyu snorted, and curled up her fingers to touch some herbs: "I have no objection, but these kinds of herbs that use poison to fight poison are medicine. If you change it like this, it will become poison~~"

(End of this chapter)