Half an hour later, Yang Xiaoran walked back to the office panting with a pressure cooker, a rice cooker, and a few flavors of Chinese herbs that she didn't know the name of.

President...... Whew, it's all moving!"

The corners of Shi Qinghai's mouth drew a smile on his chest, and he said, "I am sure that all the scars on your legs will disappear today, leaving no traces." ”

Yang Xiaoran was stunned, and said suspiciously: "Uh, do you rely on this?"

"Dingding. ”

As she spoke, she tapped the rice cooker twice.

Shi Qinghai was speechless, shook his head and said, "You still don't believe me after so long, punish you for calling me Dad." ”

Yang Xiaoran bit her lip, glanced at Shi Qinghai sadly, and said aggrievedly: "Dad." ”

"That's good. ”

Touching Yang Xiaoran's head, Shi Qinghai took the pots and pans in Yang Xiaoran's hand and came to the small kitchen in the room.

This small kitchen has only the most basic amenities, such as a sterilizer, induction cooker, microwave, and non-stick pan that always sticks.

For example, pressure cookers and rice cookers require Shi Qinghai to ask Yang Xiaoran to ask others to purchase.

The dazzling array on the table means that Shi Qinghai wants to cook?

Wrong!

Shi Qinghai is going to alchemy!

After complicated thinking, Shi Qinghai finally selected two pieces of furniture as the first choice for alchemy, the first is a smart rice cooker, and the second is a cerebral palsy pressure cooker.

Why do you say that the pressure cooker has cerebral palsy, because before crossing over, Shi Qinghai once forgot to release the pressure on the pressure cooker, and fried it when cooking porridge again.

That power is no less than that of a fragment hand**.

Since Shi Qinghai's narrow escape, he has left a deep shadow on this pressure cooker.

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Plugging the plug in, Shi Qinghai first put a small amount of pure water from Yongchun Mashan in the pressure cooker, and then washed the Chinese medicine with true qi to confirm that there was no trace of impurities.

"Angelica, cinnamon branches, parsnip, gypsum, zhimu, light bamboo leaves, ......" (Note: This content is purely fictional, cannot be imitated, if there are any consequences, will not be responsible.) ）

The medicinal herbs were thrown into the pressure cooker by Shi Qinghai, and then Shi Qinghai used the true qi transformed by the Yanhuang medical technique to evenly disperse the medicinal materials in the pressure cooker, and finally divided them into six parts.

Finally, Shi Qinghai covered the pressure cooker and began his first alchemy journey.

There's no way, there doesn't seem to be any furnace in this world now, and even Qin Feng in the previous novel didn't involve this expertise, so he already had to rely on himself to explore.

After that, it's time for the pressure cooker to exert its power.

"......"

Yang Xiaoran watched from the side, Shi Qinghai was concentrating on the changes in the medicinal materials in the pressure cooker, if you ignore the pressure cooker in front of Shi Qinghai, then the scene is still very warm.

"Is this okay?"

After a long while, Yang Xiaoran finally couldn't help it and asked cautiously.

She couldn't help but take two steps back and said, "President, why do I think this pressure cooker looks like it's about to explode?"

Shi Qinghai was still using his true qi to feel the changes in the medicine pill inside, and when he heard the words of the little secretary, Shi Qinghai frowned and said, "Don't question the level of your president." ”

Yang Xiaoran: "......"

As he spoke, Shi Qinghai continued to feel the changes in the medicine pill inside, and his eyebrows gradually became happy.

"Looks like it really can!"

It's just that at this time, the pressure of the pressure cooker has reached a critical point, and if it goes down further, it should be fried.

"Xiaoran, you go and wait outside, stay away from this kitchen. Shi Qinghai commanded.

Yang Xiaoran restrained her fear and rushed up, pulled Shi Qinghai's sleeve, and said nervously: "President, I'm not going to treat it, it's okay, just keep that scar, now this pressure cooker is really about to blow up, let's run!"

Shi Qinghai couldn't help laughing, he wanted to push Yang Xiaoran out, but at this time, the alchemy had reached a very critical moment, and he couldn't help but have a moment of attention shifting!

"Hurry up, hurry up, I have a way, it's okay, you run by yourself." ”

Shi Qinghai had no way to get out, so he could only hurriedly urge.

But at this time, Yang Xiaoran made up her mind, so she stayed by Shi Qinghai's side and didn't go anywhere.

If it weren't for Shi Qinghai looking at the pressure cooker in front of her all the time, she would even be able to stand in front of Shi Qinghai and block him.

"Bang!"

The pressure cooker said that it would be fried, and there was no suspense left at all!

"Ahh

Yang Xiaoran screamed, instinctively ran to Shi Qinghai, and hugged him.

Shi Qinghai used true qi to completely separate the pressure cooker from his surroundings into two spaces, and the harm of the pressure cooker explosion did not affect Shi Qinghai and Yang Xiaoran at all.

So......

Yang Xiaoran just hugged Shi Qinghai and screamed nervously, but nothing else happened.

It's just that the lid of the pressure cooker flies up, and then it falls down as if it was blocked by something!

"Ping Pong!"

Shi Qinghai patted Yang Xiaoran's back, crying and laughing: "Okay, okay, it's okay." ”

"You stupid woman, I said it was okay, why are you still leaning up, don't you believe me?"

Yang Xiaoran looked scared and moved away, and when she found that the explosion of the pressure cooker had not caused any damage to the kitchen at all, her small mouth suddenly opened into an O-shape.

Shi Qinghai looked at the pitch black on the wall of the pot, and the four black pills in it were unpretentious, exuding a faint fragrance.

"That's it!"

Shi Qinghai cooled down these pills first, then took them in the palm of his hand, and walked out of the kitchen with Yang Xiaoran.

"Okay, you sit on the couch, I'll give you a dress. ”

Yang Xiaoran sat obediently on the sofa and took off the stockings she was wearing with a red face.

It can be seen that Shi Qinghai really didn't want to take advantage of this little secretary this time, but the little secretary's inadvertent actions really made Shi Qinghai want to stop.

When a woman drags stockings, it can really cause great damage to men. Shi Qinghai thought so in his heart.

"Uh, President, isn't the pill for eating?"

After handing his left foot to Shi Qinghai, and Shi Qinghai slowly applied the elixir, Yang Xiaoran thought about it and asked suspiciously.

Shi Qinghai used the true qi of Yanhuang's medical technique to slowly cooperate with the pill to absorb the skin, and said seriously: "No, the reason why I refined them into this shape is because this round one is more beautiful, otherwise it is all applied externally, and there is no such thing as eating it." ”

"If you eat it, you should have diarrhea. ”

Yang Xiaoran: "......"

Because the scar on Yang Xiaoran's leg has already healed, it will be more difficult to remove the scar, Shi Qinghai used the true qi of Yanhuang medical skills to slowly clear the wound for Yang Xiaoran.

After a while, when Shi Qinghai wiped the ointment off his leg, the scar that originally looked like a centipede no longer existed at this time!