The Space’s Twelve Zodiac Comes to Farm!

"Your Majesty, Dean Yang is here!" Bing Rong trotted to Emperor Luo and glanced at Prime Minister Zhao, who was lying on the ground, "I'll be able to treat the injury to the National Teacher right away."

This sentence is a hint of Bingrong.

Who to treat first in a while.

He only called Director Yang of the Imperial Hospital, and he did not call any other imperial doctor!

Why did he have one more wounded as soon as he came back?

Also, why did Zhang Zhuangyuan have a piece of dragon beard candy wrapped around his hair?

"Well, after treating Master National Teacher, let President Yang also show Zhang Zhuangyuan and Prime Minister Zhao their injuries!"

Emperor Luo raised his finger lazily.

"According to the order!"

When Bingrong heard Emperor Luo's words, he had an idea in his heart, that is, to finally treat Prime Minister Zhao!

Bingrong walked quickly to the side of Dean Yang, and led Dean Yang to the side of Blue Eucalyptus.

Blue Eucalyptus sat cross-legged on the futon with a calm face, turned his body slightly, and pointed his wrist to the side, preventing Bai Lian from seeing his bloody wrist.

Dean Yang took out a porcelain bottle from the small box he carried with him, and poured the good medicine for golden sore on the wound.

"Master National Teacher, try not to use too much force on your hands recently." Dean Yang shook his head while bandaging Blue Eucalyptus.

The young man was too hard on himself, and the wound on his wrist was deep.

Dean Yang knew that being scratched on the wrist is very dangerous, and it is easy to lose too much blood and die.

Therefore, when bandaging the wound of Eucalyptus cyanus, I was very careful and gentle, for fear of smashing my signboard.

It's okay to smash your own sign, but you can't smash Master's sign!

His master is a dignified medical sage!

I heard Bingrong say on the road that Master Guo Shi was bleeding to open up treasures, but this blood is galloping, why is it too much?

"It's okay." Blue Eucalyptus didn't frown, her voice was as cold as ever, "It's just a wound, the dean doesn't have to be so careful."

Dean Yang shook his head slightly, and his movements were still very careful.

Finally, Dean Yang rubbed his temples.

It was another happy day without smashing Master's signboard.

"President, please show Zhang Zhuangyuan."

Bingrong raised his legs calmly and stepped over the legs of Prime Minister Zhao, who was on the road, and led Dean Yang to treat Zhang Zhuangyuan's wounds.

"Ouch!"

Dean Yang staggered and almost fell.

Looking back, Prime Minister Zhao was lying on the table with his upper body and legs on the ground, looking rather sad.

It was his leg that had just tripped.

"Yeah, where is the prime minister basking in the moon?" Dean Yang waved his hand apologetically, "The humble old man's eyes are dizzy, I didn't see you!"

Prime Minister Zhao stared at Dean Yang, but did not dare to scold the street.

Dean Yang is the dean of the Imperial Hospital, a celebrity in front of the emperor, and I heard that he is also the little apprentice of the legendary medical saint!

Zhao Chengxiang gritted his teeth in his heart, and his face still pulled the corners of his mouth forcefully.

Dean Yang came to Zhang Youen, looked at Zhang Zhuangyuan up and down, and hesitated.

"Where do you hurt?"

Dean Yang asked tentatively.

He looked at it for a long time, except Zhang Zhuangyuan's hair with the spicier eyes of the dragon beard candy, his body was clean and tidy.

Compared with Prime Minister Zhao, it is a world of difference.

Zhang Youen's eyes dimmed slightly, his heart hurt so badly that he was about to suffocate.

Dean Yang:  …

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Zhuangyuan did not speak.

"Prime Minister Zhao, where did you just beat Zhang Zhuangyuan?" Dean Yang scratched his head, his eyes were slightly curved, and his face was full of folds, "My old man can't see where he was beaten, please recall, I Show him, it'll be your turn in a minute."

Prime Minister Zhao:  …

He has a dirty word I don't know when to say it or not!

How could he, an old man over fifty years old, beat a young guy?

He didn't have time to fight back, he was beaten all the way!

If Zhang Youen was injured, he would eat the table!

Prime Minister Zhao slashed at Dean Yang with an eye knife, and Dean Yang pouted.

Don't say it, don't say it!

Dean Yang looked up and down and looked at Zhang Youen several times, carefully looking at him with his old and dim eyes.

After watching for a long time, the sweat on his forehead came out, but no wound was found.

Since His Majesty said that Zhang Zhuangyuan would be treated for his wounds, that Zhang Zhuangyuan must have been injured.

You can't tell the emperor to lie!

Dean Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to look Zhang Youen up and down.

Zhang Youen's eyes are empty, and he is not in the mood to pay attention to Dean Yang, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

An old man who is over fifty years old squinted and looked up and down at himself, it was like the scene of the death of a large society!

Even Bingrong began to squint Zhang Youen up and down.

The situation at the scene was tragic. Prime Minister Zhao was lying like a dead dog. How could you not be injured, Zhang Zhuangyuan?

Finally, Bingrong, the chief executive who was much younger than President Yang, saw the "wound" on Zhang Zhuangyuan's body with sharp eyes.

"President, Zhang Zhuangyuan's finger is injured, you quickly bandage him!"

Bingrong gave Dean Yang a crazy hint with his eyes.

"Oh, oh, my old man's eyes are dizzy, I didn't see it, the champion is offended!"

Dean Yang breathed a sigh of relief and squinted at Zhang Youen's fingers.

There was a small scratch on Zhang Youen's slender fingers.

Fortunately, Bingrong has good eyes, otherwise the wound would not be found!

Dean Yang looked at the small wound calmly, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from his small box.

This is the best medicine for golden sore.

I just used half a bottle for Master Guo Shi, and there is still half a bottle.

Dean Yang kept his eyes fixed on the wound, and both hands searched for clean cloth and medicine in the box.

He was afraid that as soon as he looked away, the wound would not be found.

He has experience with this kind of thing.

Back then, His Royal Highness dragged his collar for dozens of miles, just to treat the crown princess' wound.

Not to mention, fortunately, His Royal Highness ran fast at that time, otherwise he really couldn't find the wound of the Crown Princess.

Nor will he encounter the legendary medical saint, nor will he be fortunate enough to worship him as a teacher.

However, being led by His Royal Highness to show the little wound to the crown prince is nothing to be embarrassed about.

After all, the Crown Princess is his senior sister!

Dean Yang poured the remaining half bottle of gold sore medicine onto Zhang Youen's fingers, then took out a piece of cloth and wrapped his fingers tightly.

Perfect!

"President Yang, treat the Prime Minister for your injuries!"

Bingrong turned around and took Dean Yang back to show the prime minister the injury.

At this time, the scattered cakes and crumbs of the plates on the ground have been cleaned up by the maids and eunuchs.

Prime Minister Zhao sat on the futon with a lifeless expression on his face, barely supporting his wrinkled face, and weakly waiting for President Yang to treat him.

Dean Yang squinted his eyes and looked at Prime Minister Zhao up and down, and with a calm expression he took out a porcelain bottle from the small box.

"There's nothing serious about the Prime Minister, just take one health-boosting blood pill every day."

Dean Yang threw the porcelain bottle in his hand to Prime Minister Zhao.

Prime Minister Zhao:  …

I believe in your evil!

Dead quack!

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Wei Chen is fortunate to have not humiliated his life and healed the injuries of the three adults." President Yang bowed slightly towards Emperor Luo with a calm expression.

Then, he bowed respectfully to Bai Lian, "Elder Sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing recently?"

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