Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

"Liu Shen Pills," Wei Yannian showed Dong Jian the label on the porcelain bottle.

"Ahem," Mr. Dong coughed dryly, "I was so angry when I scolded those soft bones whose minds were eroded by their own greed and whose spines were softened by their own greed. My throat hurts now. Pour me a few pills and take a sip."

"Don't take medicine randomly," Wei Yannian immediately held the medicine bottle back in his palm, "I know a little bit about the art of Qihuang. Although Liushen Pills can relieve swelling and pain in the throat, too much toad venom can cause your disease. Do you have it?" Sick people must know what they can and cannot eat."

The Wei family all requires their children to know some pharmacology themselves, so as not to be killed by someone else's medicine if they get sick.

Um? Thinking of this, Wei Yannian suddenly realized that he had not told Weiwei this fine tradition, and Weiwei didn't know anything about pharmacology.

This is not good. He has to find time to write down what he has learned before, such as the mutual complementation of medicinal materials, the mutual inhibition of food ingredients, etc., so as not to accidentally find the clue.

Mr. Dong slandered that he was from a grass-roots background, so how could he know so much as the young master of everyone.

"You came just in time. You said you were going to Kyoto to treat your heart problem before. I asked Sister Jiang to help you prepare Baoxin pills, but I didn't have time to collect all the medicines on the prescription. This time I left, and they all gave me stitches. It's in my clothes and I'll take it away with you later, but you have to keep it close to your body and never leave it for a moment."

Wei Yannian leaned over and continued digging in his tattered cotton-padded jacket. He took out balls of worn-out cotton wool and piled them all over the iron frame bed.

Wei Yannian squeezed it and saw that there was something hard in the cotton wool, so he started to cut open the balled cotton wool with scissors.

Mr. Dong pinched the cotton that Wei Yannian took out, "Hey, what a coincidence. The skin of the old cotton batting and the core of the new cotton are used. In addition, I am afraid that you will have a headache and brain fever, so I put the medicine bottle inside for you. I am afraid that you will bear it. Hungry and cold, there is a lack of medical treatment.”

Wei Yannian couldn't help but smile, "It's not that the order came too suddenly. I thought I was going to suffer. No, what they packed for me overnight was either items that looked too worn and no one wanted them, or medicines."

For fear that his tattered cotton-padded clothes would also be maliciously torn to pieces, he wrapped them in hard cotton batting that no one cared about and was not warm at all. Sister Jiang and Shu Yi had to have this skill, so it was perfect.

Mr. Dong looked at them one by one, including Angong Niuhuang Pills, Shexiang Baoxin Pills, Huatuo Zaizao Pills, Zhangzhou's Pien Tze Huang, Qujia's Baibao Dan, and Qinggong Shoutao Pills.

"These are all good things that you have no money to buy now. Your family can collect them for you. They are sincere to you." Mr. Dong had some sour teeth and acted as if no one hurts him. His parents are still alive. At that time, he was also their treasure.

"Some of them are made by myself," Wei Yannian handed three bottles of Musk Baoxin Pills to Mr. Dong without explaining too much, "Take it, take one if you feel uncomfortable, take it sublingually, and don't throw away the bottle after use. Remember to bring it to me."

This batch of medicine is made from fine medicinal materials sent over by Weiwei, and the ginseng in it is particularly rare.

Mr. Dong took it and said jokingly: "Now, my brother will owe you Dafa."

Wei Yannian put a bed full of cotton wool back into a tattered cotton jacket and said without raising his head: "Our relationship is about whether we owe it or not. Let's talk about it after it's used up. I'll send a message to Sister Jiang and we'll match it up again."

"Sister Jiang still has this skill. I couldn't tell it last time I saw her." Boss Dong was surprised.

"The person that Sister Jiang recruited," Wei Yannian curled his lips almost invisible, "was a medical heirloom that lasted for hundreds of years. But when the invaders of Country R took away the prescriptions, he stopped doing it. He only taught Sister Jiang how to do it from time to time. pill.

Before his death, he used his previous connections in Xinglin to leave a lot of life-saving pills for Sister Jiang, all of which were sealed with gold foil for easy access. "

The man's dowry was a few national treasure-level prescriptions, including the Musk Baoxin Pills. Otherwise, how would he have climbed through the door of the Jiang family.

Mr. Dong put the two precious bottles of medicine into his pocket and uncorked the bottle in his hand. "I just happened to be a little excited. Now I feel a little angina. Let me take one. I will go with you to see your nuclei later. Dynamic system.”

With the medicine under his tongue, Dong Laoqian stood, simply pulled up a chair, and sat waiting for Wei Yannian to clean up the cotton on the bed.

"Okay, let's go." Wei Yannian calmed down casually and took Mr. Dong to their laboratory.

"Old Dong," Qian Ruozhi caught up from behind, "I went to inspect the military factory today. How is the situation?"

"Forget it, the special steel is adulterated, and there are many spies hidden in the military factory. The driver has their people, and they deliberately destroyed the cement field just to plant a mine, and almost killed our group there." Mr. Dong Telling the truth, he reached out and touched his heart, feeling a little uncomfortable.

It's strange that he didn't have palpitations when he experienced the shock at the scene before. Why is he having palpitations now? Is it possible that his nerves are so thick? Afraid?

"What happened next? How did you guys stay safe afterwards?" Wei Yannian asked anxiously. He knew that Weiwei was at the scene.

Mr. Dong blinked and moved his lips. His brain felt dizzy. He opened his eyes hard and felt stars in his eyes.

Wei Yannian felt a silence around him, turned around, and caught the body that Mr. Dong had smashed down.

what happened? Wei Yannian was horrified. He looked at Mr. Dong and saw that his lips were blue and his face was pale. Based on his crude Qihuang skills, he could tell that he was poisoned.

No, it should be said that the Baoxin Pill he had just eaten had stimulated the hidden toxicity in his body. Old Dong had been poisoned for a long time.

Wei Yannian was certain that there was nothing wrong with Baoxin Pills, that is, the medicine in Baoxin Pills and the poison in Old Dong would cause a chain reaction.

"How could that happen?" Qian Ruozhi panicked, "Hurry up, I'll go to the logistics department and call the doctor."

Qian Ruozhi ran away, Old Dong, be sure nothing happens to you...

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The cement floor of the military factory is covered with a layer of dark red traces. From time to time, bright red blood flows from the human body and covers the dark red traces again. The air of the entire military factory is filled with the smell of blood, and you can still faintly smell it. Fishy smell.

"Team Leader Yan, you still don't let go. Who asked you to do this?" Wei Wei looked down at the man paralyzed on the ground, "What you did will bring shame to the whole village because of you."

Team leader Yan is the team leader of the blocking rope production workshop. The data of the blocking rope was passed from the director to the team leader, and the parameters were changed.

After investigation, it was found that Yan Zhao and the group that planted the landmines were not from the same faction. The organization that planted the landmines was rough, but Yan Zhao's side was sinister.

Yan Zhao closed his eyes tightly, his whole body was soaked with cold sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Wei Wei's cold eyes fell directly on Yan Zhao, like a bone-scraping steel knife, "You may not know that I have a unique skill, I can embroider flowers on human skin."

"Why don't I embroider the word "traitor" on you, one word on each cheek and forehead, and then, based on your crime, you should end up in the cowshed. Just in time, I will send you back to your hometown, with your wife and children. How about watching it next door?"

The corners of Wei Wei's mouth raised slightly, and his words were a clear threat.