daily life

Chapter 68

"Yes." Xiang Zhixuan walked up to him, put the box on the big kang, and opened it for him to see, "Uncle and Aunt specially found some very effective trauma medicine for you, and two of them were delivered today. I came back—that’s why my aunt asked me to wait a little longer. I didn’t expect to wait until now, so I didn’t let anyone come back to pass on the message.” As he spoke, he took out the bottles and jars inside one by one, "Uncle told me that he knows your injuries well, and these are the right medicines, but if you are worried, let the imperial doctor look at it before using it."

"What worries me?" Xi Lang smiled, and took a white porcelain bottle from her hand, "It's just that the trauma is almost healed, so there's no need for it."

"The imperial physician asked you to take medicinal baths to recuperate." The imperial physician had mentioned the matter of medicinal baths a long time ago, and she remembered it.Besides, his injuries were knife wounds, arrow wounds, and sword wounds. If he didn't take care of them carefully, another burst of wounds would be a hidden danger for a lifetime.

Xi Lang smiled, half jokingly said: "Since you know my injury well, why didn't you find some good medicine for me earlier?"

Xiang Zhixuan told him honestly: "Uncle used to be unsure if you treated me well or not."

In this sentence, she has a soft southern accent, and the ending is a bit long, which matches her serious appearance, which is really interesting.Xi Lang couldn't hold back, and raised his hand to pinch her exceptionally fair little face, "Then, shall I treat you well?"

Xiangzhi glanced at him with a smile, "It's not bad." She showed off to him happily, "I also searched for two century-old ginseng for you, and I have already sent Qiangwei to the small kitchen. In the future, you can Drink the ginseng soup obediently."

"I'd better think about what to prepare for my uncle in return." The price of a century-old ginseng is naturally a drop in the ocean for him, but it is rare and hard to find.

"You are really..." Xiang Zhixuan muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's spoiling the scenery. No need, I still use you to return the gift?"

Xi Lang couldn't help laughing, and patted her forehead again, "You are mine now, what if I don't help you prepare?"

What do you mean she is his?Xiang Zhixuan frowned, her expression twisted.

Xi Lang was full of smiles, thinking how this little thing is so interesting.

"By the way," Xiang Zhixuan picked up a small bottle, pulled out the cork, and brought it to him, "This can remove relatively shallow scars."

(End of this chapter)