My Empress is My Bad Girl

Zhao Shu ignored him and walked straight forward.

"The prince, the prince..."

Ouyang chased him with the medicine box on his back, pestering him, insisting on asking where the bottle was obtained.

Zhao Shu was impatiently entangled by him, and said, "It's just a stinky bottle, don't you know the Ouyang doctor, can't you get it out?"

"This bottle, the next official has also smelled it, and I can probably tell that there are several things in it. But there are one or two things I can't think of." The doctor Ouyang looked itchy, "This is not the key. The most important thing is, who on earth is such a genius who came up with such a way to fight narcolepsy? I thought about it. I thought about it for a month, but I didn't expect it!"

He is a man with superb medical skills and arrogance. Even in the face of Yuyi Meng, the boss of the imperial hospital, he was treated with a normal heart, and there was no feeling of reverence or low self-esteem.

however……

This someone who just took out a bottle of stinky stuff surprised him.

Ordinary doctors have been shackled by their thoughts, how can there be such a wild way of healing.

This eclectic and wild way makes Ouyang full of long-lost freshness.

He must know who that person is.

"Lord prince, just say it!"

"That person is not a doctor, just an ordinary method used by ordinary people. Imperial Doctor Ouyang doesn't need to dig into the roots." Zhao Shuman said casually.

"This is impossible. Narcolepsy is extremely rare. I have traveled to the people for more than ten years and have never heard of it." Ouyang felt that King Qin was a Tibetan private.

He began to mutter: "The prince, prince, prince... please, please!"

Zhao Shu felt like 10,000 bees buzzing in his ears...

"Have you ever finished?" he shouted.

Ouyang's neck shrank, but his mouth was stiff: "If the prince does not tell the next official, the next official will follow you..."

Zhao Shu ignored him, leaving the imperial city and riding a horse.

Ouyang quickly called a sedan chair to get in, and ordered the sedan chair to chase the horse in front.

Bearer: "..."

Two legs chasing people with four legs?

Ouyang also plausibly said: "You have eight legs in total!"

The bearers were speechless.

Ouyang took out a piece of silver from his arms and hurriedly said, "I will give you all the money. Run quickly. Don't ask to keep up, just let me know where he went!"

The four bearers looked at each other.

One of the bearers took the silver decisively, handed the pole to the person next to him, and said, "You three!"

He collected the money himself, jumped back and forth, and Sa Yazi chased in the direction where Zhao Shu was riding away.

The remaining three bearers slowly lifted the sedan chair and walked unhurriedly. The shadows of Zhao Shu and the bearer were long gone.

Ouyang was a little dazed by their show-off.

After a while, the bearer ran back.

He stopped in front of the sedan chair, panting like a cow.

"How?"

"Have you caught up?"

The other bearers asked one after another.

"Catch up, catch up." The bearer leaned on his thigh and said, panting. "Fortunately, the master is only walking slowly, otherwise I really can't catch up."

Ouyang hurriedly said: "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up!"

Finally, four bearers took him to the door of an inn.

Ouyang got off the sedan chair, looked up, and saw four characters written on the inn’s banner-a flower rhyme,

He was a little puzzled, what did His Royal Highness Qin do at the inn?