Chen Hengzhi sat on the low stool beside the bed, reached out to grab Azhu's right wrist, and three fingers placed on her pulse, and a stream of true energy came out of her fingers and entered her body along her wrist.

The majestic innate true energy entered Azhu's body, and Chen Hengzhi's mental power attached to it. As I saw with my own eyes, the internal organs in her body were already in chaos. It was a miracle that it could last until now.

Ah Zhu's injury is related to his own tasks, so Chen Hengzhi naturally did his best.

His true qi turns into a repairman, constantly moving the organs in the moving position back to their original position, and drive away the remaining internal forces on it, activate the activity of its organs.

Starting from the heart, to the lungs, liver, gallbladder, kidneys, spleen and stomach... it is like repairing electrical appliances, connecting the circuit lines one by one.

Qiao Feng stood in front of him and looked at the scene nervously. Seeing Ah Zhu's face slowly turning from pale to rosy, his whole body looked much better than before, he couldn't help but feel very happy.

After a long time, Chen Hengzhi withdrew his finger and stood up, looked at Qiao Feng, and said, "I will prescribe the prescription later, let her take a few doses, replenish her body, and rest for a while."

"Really, it's so good!"

Qiao Feng rubbed his hands with joy. Then, seeing the strange eyes of everyone looking at him, he coughed lightly, blushed, bowed and bowed to Chen Hengzhi solemnly, and said, "Mr. Chen, I will never thank you for your kindness. If you have any questions in the future, please give me instructions. Even if you go to the soup to make a fire, Qiao Feng will not refuse."

Chen Hengzhi put down his brush and blew the handwriting on the paper. After the handwriting was completely dried, he handed him the prescription and said, "Okay, I will remember this in my heart. Remember to send me an invitation when holding a wedding banquet."

Qiao Feng took the prescription and said calmly: "This, this..."

Standing up from the desk, Chen Hengzhi glanced at everyone and said to Qiao Feng: "The doctor's instructions are written on it, so that Miss Azhu can take medicine on time and rest more, and she will recover as before in half a month. If there is nothing else, I will say goodbye first."

Qiao Feng hurriedly said, "I'll send Mr. Chen to you."

Duan Yu, who has always been a passerby in the background, rushed to say, "Brother Qiao, take care of Miss Azhu, I'll go and send Mr. Chen."

Seeing this, Qiao Feng had to give up and bowed, "Mr. Chen is walking slowly, so I forgive Qiao Feng for not seeing him far away."

Chen Hengzhi waved his hand: "Okay, you can go busy, there is no need for vain."

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Tingxiang Shuixie is the name of a courtyard. It is located in the west of Wuxi City, on the side of Taihu Lake, in Yanziwu at the foot of Xuantu Mountain. It is Azhu's residence. Although she is a maid from the Murong family, she has a higher status than usual servants and has a separate residence.

Walking in the corridor of this monastery, Chen Hengzhi suddenly asked, "What are the doubts about Prince Duan?"

Duan Yu was asked about his concern, scratched his head embarrassedly, and whispered: "Sir, his eyes are like a torch. Duan Yu has been thinking about what the teacher said just now, and he is puzzled. I really want to ask him to give me some advice."

Chen Hengzhi stopped, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Taihu Lake in the distance, and smiled faintly: "You have guessed it, haven't you?"

Duan Yu staggered and said in disbelief: "Can it be..."

Chen Hengzhi returned a look you know.

Duan Yu was stunned, with an unstoppable sadness overflowing from his face. He never expected that if he liked one, his sister; if he liked another, his sister; if he liked another, his sister, his sister!

He murmured to himself: "God, why did you treat me like this? What did I do wrong? What should I do?"

Chen Hengzhi, who was beside him, said leisurely: "Criminal Duan, you are in a blessing but don't know how to be blessed. With your identity as the prince of Dali, it can be said that at the beginning, he was naturally much higher than most people in the world. He has been rich and wealth since he was a child.

In this world, except for a few people, who can match your conditions?

A man is a real man, born and raised in the world, and what he should do is to make achievements and keep famous in history, rather than indulging in women's beauty and lingering in the pile of rouges and unable to extricate himself.

You enjoy the rights of the Prince of Dali and have the obligation to think about the thousands of people of Dali. How to make the country prosperous and the people live and work in peace and contentment is what you should consider.

This is both your obligation and your responsibility.

You think about it carefully!”

Chen Hengzhi was also inspired. As for whether Duan Yu listened or not, it depends on his own choice.

After saying that, seeing Duan Yu immersed in thought, Chen Hengzhi quietly left and returned to his temporary residence in this world.

This is a small courtyard in the east of Wuxi City. Neighbors all know that this young man who had just moved here for more than three months is a storyteller. He treats people in harmony. In addition to going to Songhe Tower to tell stories, he even hid at home and didn’t know what he was doing.

Chen Hengzhi walked all the way from the end of the alley and greeted the neighbors from time to time: "Xiao Chen is back!" "Xiao Chen is going to tell a story again!"

He responded from time to time, and kept walking, he came to a door at the end of the alley, took out the key in his pocket, and with a "click", he opened the copper lock on the door bolt, and walked in.

Close the door and walk into the yard.

Looking up, the house covers an area of ​​hundreds of square meters. There is a yard in front. The pebbled path extends to the front hall. There is a grassy field on both sides of the yard. There is a pavilion on the left and a large grape trellis on the right.

Chen Hengzhi walked to the stone table under the pavilion, sat on the stone bench, poured a cup of tea, drank it all, and then picked up the books on the table and carefully checked it from beginning to end.

The four big words "Little Li's Flying Knife" are hidden in the book.

I have been in this world for more than three months. I have been talking about three books in the Song and Crane Tower from the beginning "Little Li Flying Knife", "Lu Xiaofeng" and later "The Peerless Double Girls".

As for the story told Qiao Feng that day, it was just a temporary idea and I couldn't count it. During this period, the audience also went from being in groups of three or three to one after another to being in a constant stream.

It can be said that the storyteller, a profession that only emerged in the late Qing Dynasty, was released by Chen Hengzhi more than 800 years ahead of schedule.

With the word of mouth of merchants, what he said was spread throughout the country. Many active merchants found him, saying that his book could be published and distributed.

Chen Hengzhi was moved when he heard this. It seemed that most time travelers like to do literary mail, and they regarded this method as their first pot of gold to start their own business.

It is nothing more, with low cost, no risk, high profits, and earning reputation. It is really the only magic weapon for time travelers.
Chapter completed!