Chapter 3: Turning Corruption and Rebirth (2)

If one day I can turn this hospital upside down, I don't know what kind of expression this President Wang will have.

With a smile on his face, Fang Ling followed Imperial Physician Guan to the front of the medicinal herb warehouse, took out the prescription and asked him to grab another pair of medicines, and then walked towards the warehouse in the backyard.

Imperial Physician Guan hurriedly followed, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, that direction is the backyard, if you want to go out, please go to that side." ”

"It's okay, I'm just going to take a look at the storeroom. Fang Ling smiled slightly, and did not stop.

"This ......" Doctor Guan looked embarrassed.

Fang Lingtou didn't reply, and said lightly: "What, isn't it because of my identity as a prince, if you want to go to the treasury, you have to be in charge of the imperial doctor?"

"No, that's not what the little one means. Doctor Guan waved his hand awkwardly, and followed behind honestly, after so many years in the Imperial Hospital, he naturally understood that although His Royal Highness the prince had no power or power, but after all, his identity was there, he could only stare at it, and he could not stop it, unless he really blatantly stole the medicine, then he could ask Dean Wang to come forward.

The warehouse is in the backyard of the Tai Hospital, the area here is several times larger than the medicinal herb room, it is full of all kinds of medicinal materials from all over the tribute, when the medicinal materials in the medicinal herb room are almost used, and then turn from here, it is precisely because there are too many medicinal materials piled up here, and it is very difficult to preserve precious medicinal materials such as ginseng, which is easy to mold and moth-eaten, so it is necessary to clean it up every once in a while.

When Fang Ling walked into the courtyard, Imperial Doctor Lin, who was in charge of the warehouse, was dozing off in his chair.

Imperial Physician Guan was about to wake up Imperial Physician Lin, but Fang Ling waved his hand, pointed to a small bag placed in the courtyard and said, "Is there any bad medicinal herbs that were cleaned up today?"

"Yes. Doctor Guan nodded.

"Then I'll take a packet, it should be no problem to use it as flower fertilizer, right?" Fang Ling said.

"This ...... Absolutely. Although Imperial Physician Guan was a little puzzled, he still nodded, these broken medicinal materials no longer have medicinal value, and they were originally meant to be thrown away.

Back in the Binghua Palace, Fang Ling opened the small bag and found that there were a bunch of broken medicinal materials inside, among which there were more than a dozen ginseng that had been damaged, some were moldy, some were moth-eaten, in fact, they were a little bit bad, but the rules of the deep palace were strict, and these ginseng were either given to the emperor's concubines or used to reward the ministers, so it was necessary to ensure that they were in good condition.

Fang Ling took two ginseng that looked relatively intact, stretched out his hand and held them in his palm, and suddenly the warm heat flow appeared again, but it was different from the well-synthesized ginseng in the afternoon, this time it took longer, and the temperature was high and low, as if he was repairing ginseng.

At the same time, Fang Ling also felt that his strength was obviously draining, and when the temperature in his palm dropped, his right hand was already a little weak, but he couldn't control it so much, so he quickly spread out his palm and looked at it, and was suddenly overjoyed.

I saw that the two ginsengs really merged into one, but the size did not change, but the insect holes on the surface had disappeared, and the color had returned to normal, as if it had just been picked and dried.