my lady is dinner

"If you save him, I will agree to any conditions! How long do you want to stay here, or if you want to steal... Uh, take anything from this deity, this deity will never say anything!"

"Tsk... well... I'm going to take the little one back to my pharmacy for treatment."

"The deity is going too!"

"You?" Bailiqin cast a sidelong glance at Rong Yinsheng: "Little Shensheng, you should save yourself, lest you say that I abducted the demon king and chased me to the ends of the world, and even my medicine shop was blown up." .”

"...Anyway, the deity will visit him."

"Ouch~ You won't be able to see you when you come here╮(╯▽╰)╭" Bailiqin laughed unscrupulously: "I want to take off~light~light~ for the little one for closed treatment, and eat some soft tofu by the way hehehe ~"

"!!! Forget it, this deity finds someone else, and returns the Zijin to this deity!"

"No~" Baili Que winked at Rong Yinshi: "In order not to delay the little one's treatment, I'll take him back first, don't miss me too much~"

"Go away!" With a flying kick, Rong Yinchen watched Bailiqin disappear quickly in front of his feet, but he was relieved, seeing that he was still so interested in making jokes with him, Zijin It should be no big problem, um, for sure!

But what he didn't know was that as soon as Bailiqian's front feet disappeared, his face changed immediately on his back feet, and he muttered to himself in a low voice: "This child has a strange physique. I'm afraid it's a little tricky."

He rushed back to the deep mountain medicine village with natural barriers, walked through the complex and ever-changing Eighteen Peach Blossom Formation, and asked the two registered disciples guarding the gate: "Is the old one there?"

"Master!" After saluting, the two disciples replied: "Brother, he went out two days ago, and he will be back around Shen Shi today."

Baili Que nodded, and quickly walked into the medicine shop.

"The third one!"

"Master, you are back~" Following the words, a well-behaved child about fourteen or fifteen years old jumped up to Baili Quin and called out sweetly.

"Next, keep in mind what the master said, and send the same to the master's treatment room, and the speed should be as fast as possible, understand?"

"Disciple understands!" The youngest replied loudly with bright eyes. The master used to think he was too small, and left these things to other disciples. Today, he finally showed his hands and feet haha~

"Three spoonfuls of medicinal soup from Afang, one spoonful of medicinal soup from Fangyi, one spoonful of medicinal powder from Fangcang, one spoonful of medicinal soup from Fangdian D, two spoonfuls of medicinal soup from Fangeng E, and one spoonful of medicinal powder from Gengfang. One qian, one tael of Yan Ji's blood, ten years of plain cherry ginseng, one thousand years of heart bones, and one hundred years of inner pills."

"Disciple, prepare now!"

"Wait." Baili Que thought for a while, and said, "Go to the kitchen and get a spoon, use that to count, use the spoon for the first three days, then use the cook's big pot spoon, until I say no."

"The cook's beloved big pot and spoon?!" Hearing this, the third child suddenly cried and said: "Master, don't do this, I will be beaten to death by the cook, I will really be beaten to death by her!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Go!" Bai Liqin laughed sinisterly: "Otherwise you want to... hmm?"

"I'll go right away!" The third child immediately raised his hand and surrendered, he didn't want to try the master's bad taste, it was too scary, it was just a trivial matter to be stripped and left at the entrance of the medicine shop TUT

In just one cup of tea, the youngest jumped into Bailiqin's room and told him that all the medicinal materials were ready. However, the master was in such a hurry to prepare, why didn't he even see the patient so far?

Baili Que nodded, stood up and strode to the treatment room. He couldn't wait to see the results of the experiment~

Take down a wooden washbasin, first slowly pour in the medicinal soup according to the number of rooms and stir, then shake off the medicinal powder, and finally put in the ingredients one by one, then take out the scorched black ball in the sleeve pocket and throw it into the washbasin middle.

"Master... are you refining medicine?"

"What kind of medicine is made? Didn't you see that I threw the patient into it just now?"

= mouth = patient?Where did the patient come from?If it wasn't for what the master said, he would have thought that the master was making soup. Really!

The author has something to say: Note: Shen Shi - 15:17-[-]:[-]