The doctor had traveled to various prescriptions a few years ago and was fortunate to get the medicine made by Master Fuling, which was indeed exactly the same as the medicine powder in his palm. The old doctor had tried to develop this medicine, but no matter what, he could not make such medicine. There was always a special medicine method, so the doctor did not force it, but he did not expect that today he would have the chance to see the medicine made by Master Fuling.

As for the wounded medicine on Mu Qingtan's body, with the faint fragrance of lotus flowers, it was more like the medicine made by Master Wuchen.

Lotus is also called lotus. Lotus is the lotus that the Buddha sits on, and Master Wuchen is a monk who has attained enlightenment. He has always liked to use lotus as medicine the most. This is a well-known thing for everyone. Since the painting is cool, there must be some reason. Why should he, an old doctor who diagnoses people with illness?

"This is indeed a wounded medicine made by Mr. Fuling, but as far as I know, Mr. Fuling has passed away for many years. I wonder if Mr. Hualiang can tell me where this wounded medicine comes from?" The old doctor is also a personal sperm. Mr. Fuling is a miracle doctor. If he can get some advice from Mr. Fuling, I don't know how many more people he can save!

"It's always a fate!" Hua Liang took the medicine handed over by the old doctor and curled the corners of his lips. "Young Master Fuling may be dead, but Fuling House is still there, and the food will still be released on the 1st and 15th day of every month. There is always a reason!"

Bai Ge walked forward and wanted to take the medicine bottle from Hua Liang's hand, but Hua Liang's hand was slightly dodged, so he put the porcelain bottle in his hand into the sleeve bag. Bai Ge was stunned for a moment, then looked at Quan Shenglan. Seeing that Quan Shenglan nodded, he silently retreated behind Quan Shenglan. How could this little move escape Mu Zhao and Mu Kejun's eyes?

"I'd better ask the doctor to prescribe the prescription so I can ask someone to get the medicine!" Mu Zhao said, "After all, this is the little girl's boudoir. It's really an accident that Qingtan appears here. Please don't spread this matter!"

The old doctor has been practicing medicine for many years, but how could he not understand how important a woman's reputation is? The lady of the Quan family has been missing for nearly two days with Prince Yuan of the current dynasty. If the other party was not the prince, the emperor ordered a clarification and commended him for his contribution to saving the prince. Quan Shenglan's reputation would have been destroyed long ago. If it were rumored that the young master of the Mu family fainted in his boudoir, it would almost force the lady of the Quan family to death.

He was a doctor and could not do anything like this to force people to the dead, so he nodded to Mu Zhao: "I came to the door today because Miss Quan was not feeling well and felt a little cold. Don't worry, Mrs. Quan!"

Mu Zhao nodded, then looked at Hua Liang: "Hua Liang, Qingtan is a man, and it is not very suitable for Shenglan's yard. It is not very good to let him return to Mu's mansion in this way, so he arranged Qingtan in your yard. Thank you for your hard work!"

Hua Liang looked at Mu Zhao and smiled: "Madam, be polite. If Mrs. Mu is relieved, Mr. Mu will live in Hua Liang's yard. Hua Liang will take care of Mr. Mu carefully!"

Mu Zhao nodded, and just as he was about to say something, Sanzi's voice came from outside the house: "Madam, the carriage and horse are ready!"
Chapter completed!