Jun Mulin has heard of this effect of Hanjicao, but this is the first time he has come into contact with it, and he only feels very novel.

He would naturally do what Bai Heran said, but asked her while writing: "Will the things that are instilled at once be too complicated? It is a great country to lead troops to fight, and there are also the medical theory and pharmacology you have sorted out... Why did you find all the questions and test papers of the scientific examinations over the years? Do you want your brother to be in literature or martial arts?"

He was so amazed that he could understand the feeling of the little girl trying to instill more knowledge into her brother at one time, but he was really a little suspicious of the effectiveness of Hanji Grass. Can it really be so amazing? If that's the case, wouldn't the person who was rescued by Hanji Grass become a genius? He had also heard that Hanji Grass can replenish people's minds and retrieve their lost three souls and seven spirits, but this was the first time he heard of such a way to find a way to repair it, and he couldn't help but worry about Hong.

"Will it have a counterproductive effect?" He didn't know how to describe his thoughts, and after thinking about it, he made an analogy, "I don't know how much a person's brain can hold, but there should be a limit, right? Just like a rice bag, it is so big that it can only hold ten kilograms of rice. Maybe you can barely put it in with fifteen kilograms, but you must stuff twenty kilograms into it, which will overflow. If you put another 30 kilograms, you can break the rice bag. Can you understand what I mean?"

Bai Heran nodded while stirring the medicine, "You can understand, you want to say that I stuffed too much knowledge into my brother at once, and he will not be able to bear it and his brain will explode." She curled her lips helplessly, "Don't worry, no, I know it in my heart."

"What do you have?" He stomped his feet and reached out to pull her hair. "I heard from the Fourth Brother about the Cold Grass. It is said that his master, Mr. Lingyun, once used a Cold Grass to make medicine for people. At that time, the man's family was very greedy, hoping that his son would know everything after he woke up, and even passed the palace examination list. They did not listen to Mr. Lingyun's explanation, annoyed Mr. Lingyun, and ended up hurting his son. According to the Fourth Brother, the man died because he had instilled in too much information at once. He burst his brain. When he died, he was very tragic and his whole head exploded."

Bai Heran shivered and felt a little disgusted.

"Are you scared?" he warned her, "so you can't do anything wrong. That's your biological brother, don't practice with him."

She didn't say anything, and asked him back: "You always mention Mr. Lingyun. In addition to being the fourth brother's master, you can hear that you respect him very much. Then is he a hidden master? He is also very skilled in medical skills?"

Jun Mulin nodded, "Mr. Lingyun is a legend in the world. Few people have truly seen him, most of them have only heard of him. But everyone who has seen him, regardless of gender, will have a sense of awe for him. The fourth brother was able to worship him as his teacher because Mr. Lingyun had owe a favor to the royal family when he was young, so he accepted a prince as his disciple, which was considered to be a reward for this favor. Not only is he superb martial arts and medical skills, but he will also help him whenever Dong Qin is in trouble." He paused and said seriously, "A Ran, he is very similar to you now. He is running around for the sake of his family, country and the world. His wonderful hands can rejuvenate, and a spiritual medicine can live the dead."

"So amazing." Her tone was faint, without any turmoil.

"Don't you believe it?"

"Faith, but it will not be as much admiration as you do to him." She told Jun Mulin, "Any era will appear one or several legendary figures. I believe that before Mr. Lingyun, there should be a similar existence, which will become people's spiritual beliefs and a hot topic passed down by word of mouth. I do not deny or question Mr. Lingyun's ability. After all, he taught the fourth brother such an excellent apprentice, but he is him and I am me. What he can't accomplish does not mean that I can't accomplish either. Don't forget that this cold grass was blistered with my blood." She pointed to the bloody thing in the medicine jar, "It was stained with the blood of Bai He, the descendant of my poisonous vein. Not to mention the knowledge now, even if I pour the whole world into his mind, my brother can bear it."

He was a little surprised, "Really so confident?"

She nodded, "It's so confident." After saying that, she raised her eyebrows again, "Jun Mulin, do you believe me? I've drunk my blood for a while, and I've drunk it in vain before, and my mind is not clear."

"It's not that you are not thorough, but no matter how thorough you are before, your bloodline will refresh my understanding of it again and again. A Ran, if you were not my unmarried wife, I would have to be on guard against you, as if you were guarding against the enemy in front of the formation. Your existence can definitely cause disaster to the world. Even if you are my fiancée, I will never allow more people to know your secrets. Believe me, one more person knows you, you will be more dangerous."

"I know." She smiled bitterly, "If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. I am that demon. Everyone wants to arrest me, study it, kill it, or use it for him. Don't worry, God gave me this bloodline, and also gave me the ability to protect myself. Moreover, there are so many people around me who are protecting me, so there will be no problem."

She leaned forward and the medicinal materials in the jar were already puffy, which was much diluted than when she was just boiled.

"Write it quickly! Write as much as possible." She urged Jun Mulin, "You can write everything you think you can tell my brother, and you want to tell my brother. I will read it for him when I go back. If you have time, you can read it for him."

Jun Mulin started writing and said while writing: "It's okay for me to read it to him, but I'm afraid I won't have this opportunity. This time I came back by myself. My fourth brother went to Gebu, so I'll rush back to Shangdu immediately at dawn and go to the palace to report my work."

She was stunned, "The fourth brother went to Gebu? When did it happen? Why did he go suddenly?"

"He and I left Qingzhou together." He told her, "I originally planned to come back together, but the fourth brother said that he had promised you to go to Gebu for you. Since the Qingzhou matter was over, he might as well go to Gebu directly. Don't worry, he brought a secret guard with him, and there were also eyeliners laid out earlier on the other end of Gebu. It was much closer to go from Qingzhou to Gebu to Shangdu. I guess there should be news coming back after the New Year."

She frowned slightly, feeling a little nervous in her heart. She didn't know where this panic came from, and why she didn't know why she was even more nervous.

Just as Jun Mulin said, she was indeed asking the fourth prince to go to Gebu for her, because at that time, the fourth prince was almost completely disappointed because of Su Huawan and was like a walking corpse. The reason why she made this request was actually to find something for the fourth prince to do and disperse his energy from Su Huawan.

But she didn't expect that the person really went there, and she went so suddenly, so she didn't have time to explain.

"What, what's wrong?" he asked her, "Didn't you ask the fourth brother to go?"

"I asked him to go there. You can focus on what to do after going there, who should I find, what I need to check, what things I need to check, these have not been discussed in detail... No, I also said something on the way to Qingzhou. I said I wanted to rescue my uncle, and some people who are not sure whether they are alive or dead have to look for them, and there are also..."

"We also need to explore the bottom of Gebu, Duan Tiande, Bai Jinghong, Lin Hansheng, all of these people need to investigate, including the monarch of Gebu. One day, Dong Qin will face Gebu head-on, and these fourth brothers know what they think." He continued to say for her, "Ranran, you don't have to worry about the fourth brother's omissions. He is the most careful person and knows what you want."

The silver spoon that stirred the soup paused and started stirring again. She sighed softly, "I'm too worried. The Fourth Brother went to do something personally. What else should I worry about? If I really want to say I'm worried, I'm actually not at ease. I've already thought about it. When the Fourth Brother sets a date, I need to make some pills for him in advance to prepare for emergencies. Gebu, a foreigner, is always a bit strange. I'm worried that the Fourth Brother will accidentally touch their words."

She said while calculating, and said for a while: "We must also be prepared, maybe we will go to Gebu at any time. I have a premonition that my uncle is not dead yet. If I could pass earlier, he would have a chance to be saved."

"Don't consider bringing the lord into the trap?" he asked her, "Dong Qin is the lord of the country. When Daqing is in the case of Daqing, the lord of the foreign states will personally enter the capital to pay tribute. And we have the final say on which days are counted as Daqing. If you want, you can find an opportunity to let him come next year."

"No." Bai Heran shook his head, "I want to save my uncle, so I have to get Gobu."

Finally, the sky turned white and the last trace of flame on the stove was extinguished.

Bai Heran took the medicine down and put it cool by the window. Then he looked back at Jun Mulin. In half a night, he had already written dozens of papers. She felt a little disgusted and took the pen from his hand, "Stop writing, enough."

"I'll write more. I might have a lot of things to wait this time. I'm afraid I can't come before the New Year."

"Then let's talk about it after the New Year, my brother's illness cannot be cured in one day or two. I plan to stretch it and stretch it for a few more days. This Hanjicao decoction mixed with my blood, and it will not break even after it is made. So I don't rush to wake him up too quickly, take it slowly little by little, and it's best to cure it for a month, so that more things left in his mind can be left."

"Are you celebrating the New Year here?" he asked her, "Are you not going back to the Duke's Mansion?"

As he spoke, he turned his strength in his hand and directly brought the person into his arms.
Chapter completed!