Nongmen doctor girl: It's hard for a good wife to farm

"Then your lady likes the smell of flowers mixed with the smell of medicinal materials." Mo Xiaoyun looked at the appearance of the maid, and was so angry that she couldn't stop pulling. It's really extravagant to use so many petals in winter. .

"You...don't say that about our young lady." The maid pointed at Mo Xiaoyun's nose and said angrily.

"What I said is the truth!" Mo Xiaoyun spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

"You..." The maid was even more annoyed.

"Lan He, don't be rude." A female voice suddenly came like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley.

Mo Xiaoyun looked over in search of sound, and saw a woman in a plain skirt and a white gauze, moving her lotus steps lightly, and slowly entering.

Looking at those exposed eyes, Mo Xiaoyun couldn't help admiring, "These eyes are so beautiful."

The woman seemed to have heard Mo Xiaoyun's words, looked at her, and nodded slightly.

Mo Xiaoyun raised her lips and smiled, this young lady is really likable, but the maid is annoying.

"Girl, are you here to see a doctor? I wonder what's wrong with the girl?" Mo Xiaoyun asked with a faint smile.

"Are you a doctor?" Yan Wenwan asked in astonishment.

Mo Xiaoyun was a little helpless, being questioned again, she coughed lightly, straightened her back, "Yes, I am the doctor."

"It's just right, can you go to the back hall for consultation, I don't want other people there."

Mo Xiaoyun nodded, did not refuse, and took Yan Wenwan to the back hall.

"There is no one else here, what's wrong with the girl?" Mo Xiaoyun asked in the back hall.

Yan Wenwan took off her veil, pointed to a red envelope on her cheek, "Doctor, look at my face, what should I do?"

Mo Xiaoyun took a closer look at the not-so-big red spot, raised his eyebrows, "Could it be the puff on the face that the girl wants to see?"

"Of course, a girl wants to please herself. I will meet my fiancée tomorrow. If I look like this, what should I do?" Yan Wenwan frowned, and was very anxious about it.

Mo Xiaoyun was a little helpless, feeling that she was making a fuss out of a molehill, but she agreed with what she said.

She took a closer look at the bump on Yan Wenwan's face, it was just a spooky pimple, all she needed to do was apply ice.

"It's not a big problem, just wait for me." Mo Xiaoyun took a handkerchief, went to the yard to bring some Baixue back, and spread it on Yan Wenwan's cheeks.

"Doctor, will this work?" Yan Wenwan asked worriedly.

"After applying it for a while, you can see for yourself if it works." Mo Xiaoyun said with a slight smile.

After applying a stick of incense, Mo Xiaoyun took a look at her gentle cheeks, which looked like creamy skin, tender and fair, with no trace of red envelopes at all.

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyun looked around and found a bronze mirror, held it in front of Yan Wenwan, "Look, how about it?"

Yan Wenwan looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes widened with joy, and she touched her face in disbelief, "My face, my face is healed."

"Of course." Looking at Yan Wenwan's appearance, Mo Xiaoyun thought, she seems to have found another way to make a fortune. She never thought that women in ancient times would love their skin so much. If they develop some skin care products and sell them to noble ladies Miss, isn't that a lot of money?

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoyun planned to develop something and try it after returning home.

"Doctor, thank you very much. I didn't expect you to be so young, but your medical skills are superb." Yan Wenwan said gratefully.

Mo Xiaoyun smiled modestly, "Girl, it's serious."

The two of them walked out from the back hall as they spoke.

"Lan He." Yan Wenwan glanced at Lan He and beckoned her to give the money.

Lan He knowingly gave Mo Xiaoyun a bag of silver.

"Doctor Mo, this is the consultation fee."

Holding the heavy silver, Mo Xiaoyun smiled even wider.

"If I have any illness in the future, I will come to you." Yan Wenwan was very satisfied with Mo Xiaoyun's medical skills.

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyun agreed, and after seeing off Yan Wenwan, she stood in front of the medicine cabinet, thinking about the ingredients for skin care.

After catching a few herbs, Li Zhongbo came back, and Mo Xiaoyun gave all the herbs to Li Zhongbo, "Doctor Li, just now the daughter of the Yan family came to see a doctor, this is the consultation fee."

Li Zhongbo didn't accept it, "Miss Mo still accepts the money, you deserve it."

Seeing that Li Zhongbo sincerely asked him to accept, Mo Xiaoyun didn't refuse.

After talking to Li Zhongbo a few more words, he went back to the mansion with the medicinal materials.

Xiao Wentian returned home with the dishes, and as soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Mo Xiaoyun fiddling with bottles and jars, and medicinal materials were still boiling on the casserole.

"Xiao Yun, what are you doing?" Xiao Wentian asked curiously.

"You're back. This is my latest skin care product. It will be ready soon. I'll try it tonight." Mo Xiaoyun looked up at Xiao Wentian and said with a smile.

"Skincare? What's that?"

"It's just something to wipe your face, oops! Don't ask so much! I'll try it for you and you'll know how it works." This is the first time Mo Xiaoyun has developed a skin care product with herbs, and Xiao Wentian is very lucky to be her guinea pig.

"Okay, I'll change my clothes first, and then I'll cook." Xiao Wentian agreed, and left the kitchen, went back to his room and changed into his official uniform, put on plain clothes, and started steaming steamed buns with noodles, washing vegetables and making soup.

Xiao Wentian and Mo Xiaoyun were in the kitchen, they were busy with their own tasks.

After dinner was cooked, Mo Xiaoyun's skin care products were finished.

"It's finally done." Mo Xiaoyun held a porcelain bottle, put it in front of Xiao Wentian lovingly, and showed him, "This is the skin care product I developed."

Xiao Wentian looked at the black mud in the bottle that smelled like medicine, and asked, "Xiaoyun, can this thing really wipe your face?"

"Of course, this is very good for the skin." Mo Xiaoyun carefully put away the porcelain bottle, smelled a scent of vegetables, and walked to the cauldron, "Xiao Wentian, what is made in the pot? It smells so good."

"I made chicken soup." Xiao Wentian said, picked up the wooden pot lid, and stirred the chicken soup with a horse spoon.

"It looks delicious." Mo Xiaoyun gave Xiao Wentian a thumbs up, very satisfied with his cooking skills.

Xiao Wentian saw that the heat was almost ready, so he took out the chicken soup, "Okay, we can prepare dinner."

Mo Xiaoyun took the bowls and chopsticks and put them on the dining table, and brought the soup bowls over.

Xiao Wentian picked up a few white steamed buns from the drawer, and brought them to the table, "Okay, let's eat."

Mo Xiaoyun started eating, and when he was full, he took Xiao Wentian who had finished eating to make him a black mud mask.

Xiao Wentian lay on the couch, letting Mo Xiaoyun touch something on his face.

Although there was resistance in his heart, it was not easy to refuse, so he had to endure it.

"Okay, you just lie here and don't move around while you have two cups of tea." Mo Xiaoyun put the porcelain bottle aside.