"Chang Mao! What did you feed His Highness the Crown Prince?!" Zhu Yuanzhang kicked open the gate of the East Palace. The "Imperial Imperial Patent" in his hand was rolled into a tube shape and hit the young man who was squatting in front of the medicine stove with precision.
Chang Mao dodged sideways, and the black smoke exploded in the furnace, covering the face of Lan Yu who rushed in afterwards. He hid behind Zhu Biao and shouted: "Your Majesty! This is the secret recipe for treating tuberculosis in Sun Simiao's "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions"!"
"Fart! What Sun Zhenren wrote was clearly about honey with Sichuan clams, why are you mixing it with Erguotou?" Zhu Biao was coughing heartbreakingly on the hospital bed, but he was holding Chang Mao's hand-drawn "Jokes Map of Human Meridians" in his hand - on it, Ren and Du's two meridians were drawn as the Qinhuai River flower boat route, and the Zusanli acupuncture point was marked "It hurts the most when kicking people here."
Zhu Yunwen, who was supposed to have committed suicide by self-immolation in the first year of Jianwen, was huddled in a corner holding the Three Character Classic, saying in a milky voice: "In the beginning, human nature is good, Uncle Chang Mao, medicine is really difficult..."
