After finally entering the house, Li Hao could no longer hold back and grinned and called out to the two servants: "You two, go and prepare hot water, and then make some cloth strips to cook, go quickly."

"No!" The two servants ran away.

Li Hao looked at Lao Chen who was by his side again: "Don't be idle either. Go and get dozens of kilograms of lees. In addition, find someone to help me to the kitchen in the backyard."

"Ah?! Master, what are you doing in the kitchen? Gentleman can't keep the kitchen from afar, you can't..."

"If you want to go, go. You are not the only one at home. I will change the person Moji." Li Hao shouted impatiently.

Lao Chen: "..."

Li Hao was not sure about the medical skills of the imperial physician in the palace, but considering that he had specialized in his profession, he still believed in himself.

Even though the art of declining was tested by Hua Tuo on Guan Yu as early as the Three Kingdoms period, a certain routine had been formed during the Tang Dynasty, Li Hao still believed that his life would be best dominated by himself.

...

The water was boiling quickly, and the hot boiling water was rolling inside the boiling boiling water.

Li Hao sat on a stool at the door of the kitchen, with the wound on his left arm exposed, looking a little ferocious.

A young and strong man stood beside him, his worried eyes stopped on Li Hao, holding the strip of cloth that had just been taken out of the pot in his hand, gestured near Li Hao's wound, his lips squirming, as if he had something to say.

His name is Chen Meng, the son of the housekeeper Lao Chen. He is responsible for serving Li Hao on weekdays. At critical moments, he naturally has to take over. Who made him a confidant?

Li Hao had been brewing for a long time, but Chen Meng didn't take action. He turned his head and asked, "What's going on? Chen Meng, is there any flowers on my arm? It's going to be seen for so long?"

Chen Meng said, "No, young master, you just said you wanted to kill my whole family."

Li Hao had no choice but to say: "I just said casually, what are you afraid of? The Tang Dynasty has laws, and it is impossible for me to kill if I want to."

"Oh, then, if I hurt the young master again..."

"Don't worry, no wonder... Ao..." Before you could say your word, your wound was pressed down. Li Hao was so angry that he cursed: "Chen Meng, your uncle, when my injury is healed, I will kill you."

Chen Meng kept moving his hands and said silly: "Young Master, you said you don't blame me."

"I'm repenting now!" Li Hao thrust in pain, his voice trembling.

The damn imperial physician actually used quicklime to treat external trauma. Although the thing has the best hemostatic effect, it has a dose limit.

Besides, even if quicklime is used, it is still used on the periphery of the wound. What's the matter if it's stuffed all into the wound? Do you want to kill someone?

Therefore, how to get out the quicklime from the wound has become a problem that Li Hao urgently needs to solve, and it has also become Chen Meng's ongoing work.

The long strip of cloth was stuffed into the wound from the outside by Chen Meng with a slender bamboo stick, and then pulled out from the inside of his arm, bringing out countless black blood and unknown medicinal materials.

Time and again, when the wound became transparent and there was no messy thing coming out, Li Hao was so painful that he almost forgot who he was.

The housekeeper Lao Chen also came back at this time, and at the same time brought back a cart of wine lees, and... a little girl in red with a maid.

"What are you doing? Don't want your arms?" The little girl in red rushed to him as soon as she saw Li Hao, with anger in her voice.

Li Hao was a little surprised and said in wonder: "Li Xueyan? What are you doing in my house?"

Li Xueyan did not answer, but asked unhappily: "You haven't answered my question yet. What are you doing? The doctor on your arm has obviously dealt with for you, but who asked you to open it without authorization."

Who is this girl? This is too tough. You must be well trained, otherwise it would be bad if you marry her home in the future.

Li Hao sighed and showed a compassionate expression: "Oh, Li Xueyan, do you know that the imperial physician is actually my body, but my heart is still bleeding. Whenever I think of countless soldiers in the Tang Dynasty who cannot get the best treatment after being injured, my heart hurts like a needle. There are no imperial physicians around them, and there are no rare medicinal herbs. All they can rely on is the luck in the dark to save their lives.

So my idea is very simple, that is, what to do for them in my lifetime. Just like now, I am injured, so how to use the simplest and most practical method to avoid wound infection and promote wound healing is my goal. Even if this arm is destroyed, it doesn’t matter.”

Li Xueyan's eyes softened, stared at Li Hao's wound for a while, and whispered: "Are you saying true? I don't know if you should believe you, they all said you are a playboy."

"I don't care how they look at me, nor do they want to explain. They say that it doesn't matter whether I am a playboy or a prodigal son." Li Hao looked up at the low sky with a forty-five degrees, his voice was ethereal: "Because I am a noble person, a person who is separated from low interest, and a pure person, time will prove it to me."

Li Xueyan stared at Li Hao silently, as if she wanted to get to know him again.

Maybe what he said is true? If he is really a playboy, how could the emperor uncle entrust the important task?

Besides, if he was really a playboy, how could he take the initiative to rush out and drive away the carriage when he could die at any time? After all, his father said that under that situation at that time, it would be difficult for him to come up with such a solution if he was not a wise and brave man.

In the silent silence, Princess Xueyan, the only daughter of Prince Li Daozong of Rencheng, automatically imagined the scene of an excellent boy staggering under the misunderstanding and abuse of the crowd.

The girl's soft inner world quietly opened up, and without even realizing it, a shadow was quietly imprinted.

"I'm sorry, I... I shouldn't have lost my temper with you when I didn't understand the situation. Actually, I came here to thank you for saving me during the day."

The change in mentality made Li Xueyan's tone full of guilt, and she instantly felt goose bumps in Li Hao's ears.

Damn, I was too devoted to the performance just now and fooled this girl. This is not a good thing. I don’t know who this girl is. What if she wants to do it with her body, then will the big forest still want it?
Chapter completed!