Chapter 40: Amazing Talent

Zhao Wei is tall and straight like a mountain. His handsome face is cold and hard, his eyebrows are deep, and he is dressed in black, which makes him look even more cold and inhuman.

The two men looked at each other, and there was a turbulent tide.

Zhao Wei is the youngest son of the Duke of Zhenguo. He is not spoiled because he was born in his old age. He has a strict family education. He went to the border with the army at the age of twelve or thirteen. He has a cold temperament and iron-blooded tactics. He is not a warm-hearted person and does not show mercy to others.

Now he is 26 years old and has a great reputation.

Su Wan treated his injuries and collected the medical fee. He sent someone to give gifts to settle the matter.

Why did he come here?

Gu Huaizhi looked cold and depressed.

Zhao Wei nodded slightly to Gu Huaizhi, and his eyes passed by him and looked at Su Wan who got off the carriage.

He said in a low voice: "Miss Su."

Su Wan was surprised and said: "Mr. Zhao, how did you find time to come here today?" Thinking of the half-yard thank-you gift from Zhao Wei, she smiled and said: "You are too polite to send so many things."

Those things are nothing, what is important is the three conditions promised.

The son of the Duke of Zhenguo, and the general of the cavalry, holding his three conditions in his hand, is simply a step to heaven.

He is very brave and good at fighting, with a heavy army, and is born to be a man who rides on the battlefield with a sword. A person who is as outstanding as him is the adopted son of the regent, who is a genius and resourceful.

One is a literary and the other is a martial artist, each of whom is amazing and brilliant, and is the ideal husband of the ladies in the capital.

In the book, the adopted son of the regent is weak, lives in seclusion, wears a mask on his face, and does not show his true face to others.

Not long after Gu Huaizhi came to Beijing, this man died.

"It's just a little thought, nothing to mention." Zhao Wei glanced at Gu Huaizhi, then at the two little guys. They looked at him with a hint of hostility. Zhao Wei pointed to an open space not far away: "I have something to discuss with Miss Su. I wonder if you can spare me a moment to talk?"

Gu Huaizhi looked at Su Wan with a bright smile in his dark eyes, and walked into the yard with a cold look.

Su Wan was thinking about Zhao Wei's intentions in her heart, and did not notice Gu Huaizhi's cold and gloomy expression. She went to the open space not far away with Zhao Wei. She saw the two little guys standing at the gate of the yard, staring at Zhao Wei like they were guarding against thieves, and couldn't help but feel funny.

"What do you want to talk about, Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Wei said straight to the point: "Your medicine for injuries works very quickly. I heard in the town that you have great medical skills and can bring the dead back to life. Do you have a special hemostatic medicine?"

Su Wan was very surprised that he came to discuss business, and felt strange in her heart. She used Artemisia annua, the simplest hemostatic and anti-inflammatory medicine, at the beginning. Although it was effective, it was not enough for Zhao Wei to come in person to discuss. After all, there are military doctors in the barracks, and their medicine is definitely more effective than Artemisia annua.

Su Wan admires soldiers in her heart, and she does have special medicine in her hand, which is effective in treating knife wounds.

"Yes." Su Wan didn't think Zhao Wei could get a bargain from her, so she decided to make this deal with him: "The price is a little expensive, mainly because some of the medicines are very precious. It costs about 20 copper coins per small package. If it is put into a small medicine bottle, I have to ask the shopkeeper who sells pottery. I don't make money from you. After deducting the cost and wages for a bottle of medicine, I only make one copper coin."

Zhao Wei raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised, and felt that she was the granddaughter of General Qi Yuan, and she should have such an open mind.

"Okay, you prepare 3,000 copies first, and I will come to pick it up in a month." Zhao Wei paused and asked: "Is one month enough?"

"Enough." Su Wan saw that it was getting late, and asked politely: "Come in and have a meal before leaving?"