Chapter Fifty-Three: The Wind and Candle Are Unable to Return to the Sky

She was very anxious, because the old man's body had reached a very dangerous point, and the doctors who had been taking care of the diagnosis and treatment all said the word "do their best", and at the same time told the family to be mentally prepared. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is a critical moment, and the situation is critical.

In fact, she also went to the doctor when she was sick, pinning her last hope on the young man in front of her, and she had secretly thought about it.

"Those diseases that experts and masters are familiar with, this young man can really cure them well?"

"Come back in three days. Wang Yao thought for a moment and then said.

He now has some accumulation of reward points, and he can exchange them for the "Mountain Spirit" and "Guiyuan" needed to prepare a pair of "Peiyuan Soup", just a few days later, these two came to the door, and it was really a "fate", since this is the case, then simply help them once.

"Three more days?" Guo Sirou frowned slightly.

"Three days, it may not be possible. Wang Yao said calmly.

Although he has boiled a lot of medicines during this period of time, and has mastered a lot of relevant knowledge through his own study and systematic Daigo empowerment, but this time there are two elixirs in it, whether it can be successful or not, and what the effect is, he also does not know in his heart. Moreover, boil medicine, do not be impatient.

"Three days, please. Guo Sirou and He Qisheng stayed for a moment and then said goodbye and went down the mountain.

Wang Yao used the accumulated reward points to exchange for "Mountain Spirit" and "Guiyuan", and then there was not much left.

"This is the mountain spirit and the return to the yuan. ”

Wang Yao looked at the two herbs in his hand, both of which were rhizomes of spiritual grass, and their shapes were somewhat similar to mountain ginseng, except that one was slightly slender, and the other was slightly thicker, with textures and thin whiskers, exuding a faint aroma.

He spent a day preparing medicinal herbs and firewood, reading the prescriptions several times, and then chanting and practicing as usual.

On the second day, the weather was clear and the sun was shining.

After finishing the work in the field and practicing, Wang Yao began to boil medicine.

Check the prescription and medicinal materials.

Shanchai,

ancient spring water,

herb pot,

The fire starts, and the water boils.

The addition time of each herb is different, some herbs need to be stewed for a long time before the medicinal effect can enter the medicinal soup, and some times are shorter, and if the time is too long, the effective medicinal ingredients will be destroyed.

Wang Yao looked at the "herb pot", estimated the time, and added some firewood from time to time.

In fact, the boiling of the firewood is also particular, the current boiling of traditional Chinese medicine generally uses natural gas, the effect may not be good, the firewood is a plant, with it to burn the fire, secretly in line with the way of nature. This is just like firing pottery, some pottery requires special wood, and natural gas cannot be fired in any way.

The flames were burning, boiling steadily, the medicinal ingredients in the medicine were integrated into the ancient spring water, and the hut was filled with a unique medicinal fragrance.

The herbs are put in the same way, not in a hurry,

Ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Angelica......

As time passed, the soup in the pot slowly changed color.

The two spiritual herbs have also been added one after another, "mountain spirit" in front, it is like a mountain ginseng, it takes a certain amount of time, the medicinal effect can be boiled out, "Guiyuan" in the back, the effect of this flavor medicine is the most extraordinary, in addition to its own extraordinary effect, it can also converge, reconcile the medicinal power of various herbs.

The fire has not yet been extinguished,

The medicine pot is detached.

After the medicinal soup slowly cooled down, Wang Yao put the slightly reddened medicinal soup into the white porcelain bottle prepared in advance.

The "Peiyuan soup" is boiled.

Wang Yao looked up and looked outside, the sky had actually darkened, he was too focused just now, and he didn't look at the changes in the sky outside at all.

Whether this drug is effective or not is waiting for actual verification.

Whew, a pair of medicine down, he seems to have gained something again.

On this day, the morning sun was rising, and at about eight o'clock in the morning, a car drove into the quiet mountain village, and two people got out of the car and hurried into the mountain.

They came to the medicine field, but there was no trace of Wang Yao.

All it takes is a bright-haired earth dog barking at them.

"Where have you been?!" Guo Sirou looked around anxiously when she saw this, and the earth dog was about to pounce forward when she saw this.

"Miss, don't be impatient, we'll wait. He Qisheng on the side stopped her in time.

Seeing that the two of them did not make any further movements, the earth dog stopped attacking and barked a few times in the direction of the top of the mountain.

"It's a pity!"

On a rock above the South Mountain, Wang Yao, who heard the barking of dogs, opened his eyes.

"Almost, one pulse. ”

I came down from the rocks and stepped down the mountain, and saw the two people waiting there.

"You're here so early. ”

"The medicine is cured?" Guo Si said softly.

"Alright. Wang Yao waved his hand, and the white porcelain bottle appeared in his hand, and it was still a little warm, and Guo Sirou reached out to take it.

"Mission: Good medicine has a price. The system's prompt sounded.

"Sure enough, it's here!" Wang Yao said secretly.

"How much is this medicine worth?"

"Eighty taels of gold, a million dollars. ”

It's so expensive!

Hearing this price, Wang Yao sighed secretly, fortunately, there was already "An Shensan" in front of him, and he would not be as shocked as he was at the beginning.

"Ms. Guo, this medicine has a price. Although he was unwilling, Wang Yao had to speak.

"What?" Guo Sirou was stunned, "How much?"

"A million. ”

"How much?!" Guo Sirou was stunned for a moment, and then came back to her senses, "What is your bank card number, I will transfer it to you immediately." ”

This amount of money may not be saved in a lifetime for many people, but it is nothing to her.

In this way, Wang Yao's card is one million more.

"Also, this matter should be kept secret. Wang Yao emphasized one side again.

"No problem, I do what I say, how to use this medicine?" Guo Si said softly.

"Within two days, it was warmed three times. ”

After listening, Guo Sirou and He Qisheng left in a hurry with the medicine.

The car was speeding through the streets, and in the morning, they took a plane to leave Qi Province and fly directly to the capital.

In the capital, in a special hospital, a special ward, several medical staff, carefully looking after an old man, this old man was lying on the bed, in a coma, looking very thin, his face was full of age spots, one word to describe is the wind and candle old age.

A man who looked to be in his forties stood by, his expression full of concern.

"Uncle Chen, how is it?"

"Do your best to maintain it. The doctor whispered, "You have to get ready!"

"Well, I'm sorry for you. The middle-aged man listened.

He walked outside the ward, lit a cigarette, and looked out the window, the night in the capital, the lights were bright, and at this time, a middle-aged woman who still had charm walked over quickly.

"How's it going, is the situation getting better?" the middle-aged woman asked with concern.

"No, it's still the same. ”