The fence gate is ajar, and the vegetable beds on all sides are lush and green.

"Old doctor! Luo Xiaoniang is here to see you!"

Luo Jiaojiao pushed open the fence door and led Bo Langjun and Bo Langjun into the yard.

"It must be Gillian!"

A white-haired old man appeared at the door of the house. His white hair was flying in the wind, and he had a smile on his face.

"Uncle!" Luo Jiaojiao's nose became sore and her tears fell.

"Jiaojiao! My uncle is incompetent! He can't cure your sister's poison!" The old man wiped his eyes and hugged Luo Jiaojiao who threw herself into his arms.

Luo Jiaojiao could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.

"My child! There is always a way! Stop crying!" The old man gently patted Luo Jiaojiao's back.

"Um!"

Luo Jiaojiao wiped away the tears on her face, and then introduced Lord Bo Lang's servant to the old doctor.

The two servants of Mr. Bo Lang saluted the old man. The old man looked at him for a while and Mr. Bo Lang said, "Come in and let me see your injury."

Jiang Yu helped Bo Langjun into the old doctor's house and took a look. There were several shelves set up on the four walls. The shelves were filled with various medicinal materials.

The old doctor sat on the bed. He motioned to Mr. Bo to sit on the tree stump next to the bed.

Jiang Yu helped Bo Langjun take off his shirt. Luo Jiaojiao turned her back and walked to the opposite shelf to look at the herbs on it.

"The cut is not shallow! Fortunately, no muscles or bones were hurt." The old doctor pressed Bo Langjun's wound. Bo Langjun gritted his teeth and held back the pain without making a sound.

"Gillian! Bring the blue porcelain bottle from the low cabinet on the right!" the old doctor shouted to Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao walked to the low cabinet and opened the door. There were many medicine bottles in the cabinet. She saw a palm-high blue porcelain bottle and reached out and took it out.

Jiang Yu walked over and took it in his hand, then handed it to the old man.

The old doctor opened the porcelain bottle, dipped a piece of white feather into the ointment and applied it to the wound on Bo Langjun's shoulder and back. Bo Langjun felt a cooling sensation on the wound and felt much better.

"Thank you! I wonder if you have any ointment that can cure blisters on the soles of my feet?" Bo Langjun's soles were so painful that he had to ask for ointment.

"You are so valuable, why go through this trip! Wouldn't it be easier to let Jiao'er get the medicine back?" said the old man, putting the ointment in his hand into Bo Langjun's hand.

"Will it leave scars?" Jiang Yu asked worriedly.

"Get the smallest white porcelain bottle and apply it on the wound before going to bed at night!"

Before the old man finished speaking, Luo Jiaojiao had already taken out the small bottle of ointment.

"There are two beds in the room next door. Go ahead!" The old man closed his eyes.

Jiang Yu helped Bo Langjun up, but when he was about to salute, he was stopped by the old doctor.

"In the mountains and wilderness, there is no need to be polite!"

Luo Jiaojiao took the porcelain bottle and walked out of the old doctor's room first. The three of them entered another room. There was a bedside table between the two beds. There was a tea set on the cabinet.

"Hey! I'm so exhausted!"

Luo Jiaojiao put the white porcelain bottle in Jiang Yu's hand, then threw herself on the bed and closed her eyes.

Jiang Yu helped Langjun Bo sit on another bed. He took off Langjun's shoes and socks and looked at the blisters on the soles of Langjun's feet with heartache.

"I'll go down and boil some water for you to soak your feet! You lie down for a while first!" Jiang Yu helped Bo Langjun take off his coat, and then covered him with a quilt.

Bo Langjun lay there for a while, then turned to look at Luo Jiaojiao. Luo Jiaojiao lay motionless on the bed.

Could it be that she really fell asleep? Bo Langjun turned to look at the roof of the house and thought to himself.

Jiang Yu brought a steaming wooden basin and placed it next to Bo Langjun's bed.

Bo Langjun sat up slightly sideways and tested the water temperature with his toes. The water was warm enough, so Bo Langjun put his feet in the basin.

Jiang Yu helped Bo Langjun wash his feet and then applied medicine to him.

Bo Langjun felt sleepy and fell asleep next to the pillow.

Jiang Yu roasted the sweet potatoes on the stove that was boiling water. He put them on a wooden tray and brought them into the house.

"Wow! Roasted sweet potatoes!"

As soon as Jiang Yu put the sweet potatoes on the table, Luo Jiaojiao opened her eyes and jumped up. She sat at the table and started eating.

When Jiang Yu woke up Bo Langjun, there were only three sweet potatoes left on the table.

"Can this be eaten?" Bo Langjun asked, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at the half-peeled sweet potato that Luo Jiaojiao had peeled for him.

"You haven't eaten it? Come on! Try it!" Luo Jiaojiao put the sweet potato in Bo Langjun's hand.

Bo Langjun suddenly burned his fingers with the hot sweet potato and almost threw the sweet potato away. Fortunately, Luo Jiaojiao reacted quickly and reached out to catch it.

"If you become a poor person, you will have to starve to death!" Luo Jiaojiao blew the sweet potatoes and handed them to Bao Langjun.

Bo Langjun pinched the sweet potato with two fingers and looked at it for a long time before taking a small bite.

"Yeah! Not bad!" Bo Langjun was also very hungry and thought it tasted pretty good.

"How could such a noble man as Lang Jun become a poor man?"

Jiang Yu looked at Luo Jiaojiao who was peeling the sweet potatoes as he walked back to the table and retorted. As soon as he finished speaking, his mouth was stuffed with the sweet potatoes in Luo Jiaojiao's hands.

"Who can say for sure? I heard that Queen Lu has already killed four princes!"

"Ahem!"

Bo Langjun, who was eating sweet potatoes, choked on Luo Jiaojiao's words. He covered his mouth and coughed violently.

"Oh! I'm just talking!" Luo Jiaojiao ran to the bed and patted Bo Langjun on the back and said with a smile.

"Don't! Stop shooting! It hurts!" Bo Langjun finally stopped coughing and pushed Luo Jiaojiao away.

"Sorry! I forgot you were injured!" Luo Jiaojiao apologized and returned to her bed and sat down.

Jiang Yu poured a cup of hot water for Bao Langjun. Bao Langjun took two sips and then put it down.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" Bo Langjun was about to apply the ointment that would not leave scars, but he saw Luo Jiaojiao sitting by the bed and looking out the window, lost in thought.

"If you don't want to sleep, how can I take off all my clothes?" Luo Jiaojiao turned out to be waiting for Mr. and Bo to fall asleep before taking off their clothes and going to bed.

"Jiang Yu!" Bo Langjun turned around and said.

Jiang Yu simply walked out of the house and stood outside the door.

"Don't turn around!"

Luo Jiaojiao quickly took off her clothes and got into the quilt.

Bo Langjun didn't see any movement from Luo Jiaojiao after sitting for a long time, so he turned around and looked. Luo Jiaojiao was already fast asleep.

"Jiang Yu! Apply the medicine!" Bo Langjun shouted angrily towards the door of the house.

Jiang Yu walked into the house and helped Bo Langjun take off his clothes and apply ointment. He was delighted to find that his master's injury was no longer red and swollen.

The ointment from this old doctor is so effective. Ask for more when you leave to be prepared for future troubles! Jiang Yu looked at the ointment in his hand and smiled.

"Clothes!" Bo Langjun noticed that Jiang Yu ignored him and just stared at the ointment and smiled. He felt in his heart that Jiang Yu had become different since Luo Jiaojiao appeared. Not only did he talk more, but he also acted better.

Became emotional.

Jiang Yu quickly put on Bo Langjun's coat and helped him put his pillow on.

The moonlight shone through the window into the house. Bao Langjun looked at the night sky filled with stars and moon, and his heart became unprecedentedly peaceful.

Luo Jiaojiao's words swirled in his mind, making him more determined to support Dai Wang in ascending the throne.

The king of Dai was benevolent and could treat princes, princes, generals and ministers leniently, but other kings may not be so.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Mr. Bo Lang's face. Who wouldn't want such a master to lead the country?
Chapter completed!