Nongmen doctor Xiangjiaojiao daughter-in-law

Chapter 783 Weak and pitiful

"It's a slave's dereliction of duty." He Chengzhi hurriedly prepared the candied fruit, then knelt on the ground and said.

"I don't blame you, I didn't expect it either." Emperor Zhaowen looked at the soup medicine in his hand, and his expression was indescribable.

"How about asking another doctor to re-diagnose and prescribe medicine for you, Your Majesty?" He Chengzhi said.

It can make the emperor who is not afraid of "bitterness" suffer so much that he can find candied fruit, which shows how difficult this soup is to drink.

"No need." Emperor Zhaowen picked up the decoction again, "It is said that good medicine tastes bitter, but I didn't have such a real experience before, but Young Master Yun has made me perfect."

As he spoke, he raised his head and gurgled down a large bowl of decoction, and then ate several pieces of candied fruit in succession, only then did he slightly suppress the bitter taste in his mouth.

"How many times do you drink this decoction a day?" Emperor Zhaowen asked.

"three times."

Emperor Zhaowen's expression was indescribable, "I still haven't recovered after two days, let Young Master Yun experience the bitter taste of this medicine."

However, Emperor Zhaowen's idea did not come true. After drinking a bowl of decoction, he felt much better in the morning of the second day. In the evening of the second day, he drank a total of four bowls of decoction, and then woke up in the morning of the third day to find that he was completely healed .

"Young Master Yun really lives up to his reputation as a genius doctor." Emperor Zhaowen laughed.

"Young Master Yun will naturally do his best to diagnose and treat you, Your Majesty," He Chengzhi said.

"How is Ziyi?" Emperor Zhaowen asked.

Ziyi is the character of King Duan.

"Still sick." He Chengzhi paused, "The imperial doctor said that King Duan refused to take the medicine, saying it was too bitter..."

"Nonsense!" Emperor Zhaowen scolded.

Knowing that he wasn't really angry, He Chengzhi said, "Prince Duan has been afraid of suffering since he was a child, and he hasn't changed when he grows up."

"It's not like I'm old anymore, it's still the same, it's not like me at all." Emperor Zhaowen snorted coldly.

"Your Majesty, you don't like sweets, so you don't touch sweets at all. Prince Duan doesn't like bitter things, so you would rather be sick than drink bitter medicine. Isn't this very similar to you?"

"You foolish slave, you have arranged for me today."

"I don't dare." He Chengzhi was about to kneel down on the ground.

"Get out, please go to Duanwang Mansion, Young Master Yun." Emperor Zhaowen kicked He Chengzhi.

"twitter."

In Duan Wang's mansion, Duan Wang was indeed ill, but it was not serious. He pretended to be serious for outsiders. Of course, he did not take medicine.

"Young Master Yun." Duan Wang lay weakly on the bed.

"Don't pretend to me." Yun Fuyi cast a sideways glance at him.

Duan Wang got up hehe, and stretched out his long arm to hook Yun Fuyi's shoulder, "Brother, long time no see."

Yun Fuyi avoided it in disgust, "Go away, you haven't showered for a few days, you stink to death."

"It's still this turtle-haired temperament, it's really not pleasing at all."

"Tell me, why did you come here suddenly?"

"Your father asked me to see you, and by the way... watch you drink medicine."

"I don't drink the medicine you prescribed." When he was young and ignorant, Yun Fuyi once saw a doctor, and since then... he would rather die of illness than take the medicine prescribed by Yun Fuyi.

Two quarters of an hour later...

"Do you want to drink?" Yun Fuyi was holding a bowl of dark soup.

"No!" Duan Wang kept stepping back.

Both of them were tall, but Wang Duan was obviously bigger. However, he was forced into a corner and had the words "weak, helpless and pitiful" written all over his body.

"Heh!" Yun Fuyi sneered, stepped forward and clamped King Duan tightly, and directly poured down a bowl of soup.

(End of this chapter)