Chapter 547 Recipe for Renewing Tendon Ointment
Da Niu waved his hands again and again: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, I saved the Crown Princess, but I should do what I should do, how can I accept such a great gift, absolutely not! What's more, the Crown Princess has already found an errand for me in this government office , and give me good land for the shop, I will not have to worry about food and clothing in my life, and I must not be greedy anymore."
Song Ning stood aside, watching the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but said bitterly: "Zhu Yan, don't forget that you are just a prince now, and you have no right to appoint officials and titles to the common people. Promise, is it effective?"
Knowing that Song Ning was deliberately finding fault, Zhu Yan didn't want to quarrel with him anymore. It was really ugly in front of outsiders, so he said to Da Niu, "Brother Niu is here to find Yuan Qiu?"
Daniel nodded: "I heard that Yuan Qiu came back safely, I'll come and have a look, since there's nothing wrong, then I'll leave first, and please His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to spread the word for me."
Zhu Yan cupped his hands: "Definitely!"
As soon as Daniel left, the door behind Zhu Yan was opened, and Xia Yuanqiu stepped out. He was taken aback when he saw the two faces that were almost identical, and then smiled and said, "Now that you two are in the same frame, it feels like you are still in the same frame." It's weird."
Zhu Yan was puzzled and asked, "Same frame? What do you mean?"
Xia Yuanqiu chuckled, waved his hands and said, "It's not interesting, you guys talk first, I'll go and heal Qingshang with medicine."
Zhu Yan didn't want to stay with Song Ning any longer, so he hurriedly followed her and left: "I'll go with you."
Song Ning looked at the figures of the two of them drifting away, feeling lost in his heart, he finally understood what it means to be in love and what it means to be miserable.
Mo Bo has been taking care of Qingshang in the room. The extremely tired Qingshang, every time he wakes up, he will be awakened by the pain of broken tendons, and the pillows are soaked in cold sweat. He lost a lot of weight, and his heart ached so much that he wished he could bear it for him.
Yuan Qiu pushed the door open and entered. Mo Bo hurriedly stood up to meet Gan Lin, and hurriedly asked, "Can painkillers be refined?"
Yuan Qiu raised the bottles in his hand and said: "This is an anesthetic, this is tendon extension ointment, give him anesthesia immediately, and I can start the tendon extension technique. After reattaching the broken tendon, use the tendon extension again." Putting on the tendon ointment can ensure that his broken tendon will recover as before."
Mo Bo was overjoyed, and said in a trembling voice: "You actually made the tendon extension ointment?" Although Mo Bo is not well-known in the medicine refining world, because he is the owner of the auction house, he has seen many good ones over the years. Dongxi, three years ago, there was a child of a martial arts family, because his family was in decline, and the inner house was unable to make ends meet. He had no choice but to secretly take the Xujin ointment that had been passed down in the family for hundreds of years, and came to auction in order to supplement the family income. Because of his good face, he deliberately came from a long way and chose to hold the auction in a small place called Nantai.
The young man was lucky, he happened to meet a noble merchant who was in urgent need of this product, so he bid a high price for it. Later, he met the noble merchant and asked about the effect of the tendon extension ointment. Buying the horse with the mentality of being a living horse doctor, I did not expect to get miraculous results, and the broken tendons recovered very well, just like before.
Later, Mober searched everywhere for the formula of Xujin ointment, but found nothing. He found Know-How and spent a lot of money to ask him about the whereabouts of the formula of Xujin ointment.
Baishitong told him that this continuation ointment was not an ordinary prescription, but was prepared by a senior pharmacist hundreds of years ago. The prescription was naturally passed on to his disciples.