Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 1984 Proud of my daughter-in-law
After the meal, they didn't stay long and went back.

Today is a day away, worshiping ancestors, meeting with officials, making proposals about many political affairs in the new year, court banquets, and socializing in various places. I am really tired after a busy day.

After all, Lord Zhao is not as young and strong as his son. Now he just wants to have a good rest and wait for next year to deal with anything.

It can also be seen that Lin Xiaofu did not raise the issue of how to carry out what he did today.

When Zhao Zicheng returned to Dishui Pavilion, he read the content she wrote in the afternoon carefully again, and was amazed.

"Daughter-in-law, you have quite a lot of content. Even if you don't put it in "Jen'an Medical Cases", it can become a medical book by itself, and you can sell it in bookstores."

When they went to Moxiangzhai to buy medical books, they were quite expensive.

But they are not short of money, they can be cheaper and calculate the cost.

"Well, it's possible, but I'm too lazy to expend energy on it, so let Ren'an take care of it."

Lin Xiaofu came over with An'er, who was well washed, and stuffed him into the man's arms. He also sat down beside him, picked up the hot water in the kettle and started making tea.

Zhao Zicheng put his arms around his son, and quickly put the medical manuscripts aside, but if he moved slowly, his son's little hand would grab them.

Looking at the little daughter-in-law who really didn't care, Zhao Zicheng curled his lips helplessly.

He didn't even care about the danger of his son being torn apart, no wonder he could just throw it to Ren'an to deal with.

Afterwards, all the things that were moved in today were moved out of the house, and the vacated carpet was cleaned up, and An'er was allowed to crawl around and play on it.

After that, he rested early, and after breakfast the next day, Zhao Zicheng copied out the manuscripts from yesterday according to Lin Xiaofu's request, for familiarity and classification.

After sorting it out in this way, Lin Xiaofu handed An'er to Nanny Qi to carry her out to play, and she also sat beside the man, picking up a pen and continuing to add content.

Although Zhao Zicheng did not systematically learn the basics of medical skills, he has seen too many medical prescriptions by Lin Xiaofu's side, copied too many medical prescriptions, and followed the refining medicine for so long, so he knows a lot about some common diseases and basic treatment methods of.

They discussed other prevention and self-help problems that are common in life and can be solved by themselves, which can also be sorted into the manuscript.

Around noon, Lord Zhao came over with Steward Shen, and Zhao Zicheng went downstairs with the part of the manuscript that he had copied.

Lin Xiaofu didn't go down, she continued to sort out the content.

Downstairs in the warm pavilion, Prince Zhao was already holding An'er in his arms to amuse An'er. When he saw his son coming over with a thick stack of papers, he couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

Zhao Zicheng put the stack of papers aside, and first talked about Lin Xiaofu's plan.

Prince Zhao was also very surprised when he heard it, but he did not deny it, but sighed with relief: "It is difficult for her to earn rich people's money, but also remember to take care of poor people without money."

"It involves a lot of content, very complicated, and very comprehensive and practical. If it can be popularized, it will indeed solve many problems."

"Just like Bai Ling Dan, there are also treatments and preventions for a thousand sun red, fire poison, and cold poison. After everyone knows it, they can avoid many dangers."

Zhao Zicheng said seriously, very proud of his daughter-in-law.

"Okay, I'll take it to Imperial Physician Han later, and let them take a look at it first."

Prince Zhao agreed, and asked Steward Shen to put the scattered manuscripts into boxes.

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(End of this chapter)