The room is simply decorated.

Everyone entered, and there was a curtain between them.

The smell of medicine came from inside, and everyone felt bitter and fragrant, and immediately felt the spirit was shocked.

"What medicine is this?"

"Just just smell it, you will be full of energy."

A group of old doctors only entered and smelled a wisp of medicine and commented.

The young masters and ladies in the prime minister's mansion were very unhappy and frowned, but due to the rules and because of the elders, they were extremely restrained and did not show their usual arrogance.

Qin Xianyu closed his eyes slightly and said to himself: "It has the effect of refreshing the mind."

And at this moment, several old doctors whispered again.

"In my opinion, the Prime Minister is hurting the gods." An old man said: "Just like ordinary people working, sleepless for several days, they are listless and exhausted. But the Prime Minister's situation is a hundred times more serious. Fortunately, there were drugs hanging before, and they were able to prolong their lives."

"I think the same is true." Another said: "The Xiangye is not seriously injured, but his mental state is depressed and unconscious, which leads to poor blood and qi and gradually depressed, but this is not serious. The real cause is that his mental disorder is that he is unable to recover and his mental state is not awake. If he wakes up, he can take care of him."

"You are talking nonsense. If you can wake up, you will be in such a thrilling situation?"

"I once prescribed a prescription for nourishing the spirit. After taking it, it was a drop in the bucket and I couldn't see any improvement. But I believe it must be useful, but it only has little effect."

Anyone who is obsessed will always be treacherous.

These old doctors have been obsessed with medicine for many years, and it is common sense to lose their composure.

Qin Xianyu said secretly: "These famous doctors in Qingyuan Mansion seem to be better in character than those in Fengxing Mansion. However, there are also several people in Fengxing Mansion who are relatively good. For example, Doctor Yan is a good person and has a good reputation. After all, the doctor named Li is still a minority."

"What's the point of arguing?"

There was someone out of the room and he was displeased.

This man was in his fifties, with a black beard under his jaw and a look of ugly expression.

Everyone saw his expression and their hearts were all stumbled.

"Doctor Tao, your medicine is bitter and has a clear fragrance. When you smell it, you will feel energetic. I wonder what kind of prescription it is? How many medicinal materials are there?"

The old man with gray hair was unaware. He was obsessed with medicine and only looked at pharmacological diseases. He would not pay attention to his expression. He just said to himself: "This medicine is simply extraordinary. Even if he is mentally depressed, I am afraid that the medicine will cure the disease. I think the prime minister should wake up at this time?"

Doctor Tao's face became more and more ugly. After a moment, it finally eased. Perhaps it was because he realized that the old man was not intentionally sarcastic, but was just a reason. He sighed: "I thought this medicine would be cured by the medicine, but a pity..."

"What? Didn't it be cured?"

The old man looked stunned.

Qin Xianyu thought to himself: "Just looking at this Yu Doctor Tao's bad expression, you can detect it. I'm afraid that you can't see it if you are present. But it's strange. Judging from the smell of this medicine, this medicine is indeed extraordinary and should be able to boost your spirits. Why hasn't it been effective yet? However, after all, you have not seen the prescription or the medicinal materials. It's hard to guess what just depends on the smell of this medicine."

"I have been practicing medicine for decades, and I have never seen this disease, nor have I seen such good medicine." The gray-haired old man sighed: "I thought this medicine should be cured if I go on, but I didn't expect that it would be a mistake in the judgment. When I am old, I am really confused. Doctor Tao, can you let me see the medicine residue?"

Doctor Tao was not cured of his illness and was frustrated. He waved his hand and said, "As for you."

At this time, most of the young masters, ladies, and confidants like Ye Qing in the prime minister's mansion entered the inner room.

Apart from Doctor Tao and these old famous doctors, Qin Xianyu was the only one left.

The famous doctors kept discussing the residue around the medicine residue, clearing the residue, looking at the Chinese herbal medicines carefully. Sometimes, some people ordered some residual medicine juice and tried it out.

Sometimes someone looked at Doctor Tao, with an inquiry in his eyes.

"Previously, I made a medicine for the Prime Minister, which was slightly effective, so that the Prime Minister's condition could be delayed." Doctor Tao saw that they all looked at him, and seemed to ask for advice, but did not hide his own personal information. "Later, I checked carefully and found that one of the medicinal materials had a great delay in the Prime Minister's illness. This medicinal material was originally a refreshing thing."

"What kind of herbal medicine is it?"

"The grass leaves in the cold year."

Hearing this, Qin Xianyu couldn't help but be stunned.

I heard Doctor Tao sigh in a low voice: "There are seven branches of cold-year grass, and each branch can get two leaves. After picking it, it can grow in seven days, which has the effect of refreshing the spirit. In my prescription, I first use the leaves of cold-year grass as dead grass, burn out flames, and use them to boil medicine. The smoke gas will be used as medicine, and it will have the effect."

"In addition to burning, there are also added cold-year grass leaves and six kinds of refreshing medicines. Three more are added to neutralize and avoid conflicts between the properties of the medicine."

He slowly said, explaining the names of the drugs one by one.

The doctors were amazed.

Qin Xianyu was also admired and thought to himself: "I am worthy of being an imperial doctor in the palace. How can I cooperate with the medicine in this way?"

Doctor Tao heard a few praises, but he was not very happy, and his face was still dull, saying, "A cold year grass can only last eight or nine years, and there are few plants that last ten years. But there are exceptions. It is rumored that if the cold year grass leaves are not picked after ten years, they can accumulate medicinal effects and thus change. Overnight, the medicinal effect will increase by ten times a hundred times."

"There are so many pieces of ten-year-old cold-year-old grass in the palace. I wrote a book and invited these ten-year-old cold-year-old grass. After taking the medicine, it was finally suppressed, so that the Prime Minister's condition no longer worsened, but maintained it for nearly half a month."

Doctor Tao looked up at everyone and said, "A few days ago, I heard that a piece of 100-year-old grass has emerged in Fengxing Mansion."

"What?" Bai Yao jumped up, and the old man in his seventies or eighties was extremely excited.

"A cold year grass is mostly a life span of eight or nine years, and rarely ten years, so how can it live for a hundred years? Even if there is a cold year grass that lives for a hundred years, how can the cold year grass leaves be preserved for a hundred years without picking or falling off?"

"This is a rare medicinal herb in the world."

"Only in the legend."

Everyone was shocked and unsure.

Only Qin Xianyu has a strange expression and comes from Fengxing Mansion?

Bai Yao grabbed his beard and said, "The grass of a hundred years old is a legendary medicinal herb. Can't it cure the Prime Minister's disease?"

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Old man Bai lowered his feet and stamped his chest, and said angrily: "It's a waste of resources! He actually burned such a medicinal material with flames!"

Doctor Tao closed the medicine box and said in a low voice: "Although this medicine did not wake up the prime minister, it has improved. The condition will not worsen within three months. I am just a little unaware of my knowledge and can no longer do anything. I can only return to the capital and ask other imperial doctors in the palace to come. If you have a method, you might as well discuss with each other. If it is feasible, you can rescue me."

A middle-aged doctor looked at him and asked, "Dr. Tao was ordered to come here, but now he cannot be cured. I am afraid that I will not escape the blame when I return to Beijing this time."

Doctor Tao smiled bitterly and said, "The death penalty should be avoided, but the living penalty cannot be escaped. At least it will be lowered from the current position by two levels."

He put away the medicine box, looked inside, and sighed: "A mere doctor is a simple doctor who is not good at curing the disease. He deserves punishment. But the prime minister has been working hard for the country and the people for decades. He has finally become a prime minister of the current dynasty and seeks welfare for the people, but he has suffered such an illness again...ah..."

With a long sigh, Doctor Tao took the medicine box and bowed to everyone.

Old Man Bai was very distressed and scratched his head and said, "Since there can be a piece of grass in the hundred-year-old cold year, why don't you ask about the origin? If you ask about the history, maybe there will be another one, and then you can cure the Xiangye's disease! Moreover, the cold year grass produces fourteen pieces every seven days, and the ten-year-old cold year grass is said to have seven pieces, so there are at least two or three pieces of grass in the hundred-year-old cold year. If there are many, everyone can also explore it carefully."

"Where are there many?" Doctor Tao shook his head and said, "I heard that the one who took out the Centennial Hemp was a boy. Since the teenager presented the gift, the boy disappeared soon. Most of the time, someone coveted the Centennial Hemp and kidnapped him."

"This kind of strange medicine is hard to come by."

"It is a great blessing to get a piece of grass for a hundred years, how can you be greedy for too much?"

Several doctors also sighed in their hearts.

At this moment, Su Wenxiu walked out of the inside, looked at everyone, and whispered: "As you said, it is hard to find a hundred-year-old grass. It is a great blessing to get a piece of it, but this piece of cold-year-old grass cannot cure my grandfather, it can only be said to be God's will."

"Nevertheless, the Prime Minister will not give up."

Su Wenxiu's face was a little pale, but her eyes were still firm. She said, "I have sent someone to Fengxing Mansion to carefully investigate the whereabouts of the young man, and ask Lord Liu Junliu, the State Prefecture, for help. As for this, I would like to do my best. You are all famous doctors, who can gather ideas and come up with good methods."

After Su Wenxiu said that, she looked at the young Taoist priest beside her.

I saw the boy dressed up, listening, silently speaking, frowning, as if thinking about something.

Su Wenxiu withdrew her gaze and fell on Doctor Tao, saying, "Doctor Tao has done his best. He has been restless in bed and food these days, and has been thinking about the best treatment day and night. Everyone in the prime minister's house knows it. I will write a book on behalf of my grandfather and submit it to the emperor to save Doctor Tao from his crime."

Doctor Tao hurriedly bowed to thank him.

There was a rare blood on Su Wenxiu's face, and she seemed a little weak. She sighed lightly, feeling bitter in her heart: "Where can you find another piece of cold year grass?"

"After listening for a long time, Xiaodao finally understood the twists and turns." Qin Xianyu bowed slightly and said to several famous doctors such as Yu Dai Tao and Bai Yao: "The prime minister is suffering from a different disease. He only needs a piece of 100-year-old cold grass to cure it?"

"What does it mean to cure a hundred years old grass? I heard that it seems like you can pick up the hundred years old grass and the streets?" Old man Bai said angrily: "What do children know about every family?"

Doctor Tao had a straight face and said, "If there is a leaf of the hundred-year-old cold-year grass that has not been damaged, it will definitely be cured."

Qin Xianyu nodded, finally looked at Su Wenxiu, and said, "The grass in the cold year of a hundred years is there, the small path."

He spread his hand and a golden leaf lay quietly in his palm.

The color is shining, like gold.

Silence in the field.

That golden leaf is not made of gold, but it is more precious than gold.

Like gold, but not gold is heavier than gold!
Chapter completed!