160. Strengthens the agent

Listening to Han Zhiruo's words, Lin Shen resonated a little. [Ran^Text^Library] []www怂 wχs520怂 com

The Tang Dynasty has a long history and has produced many masters, but there is no lack of creation. However, the view of the gateway and the complacency of letting everyone hold their own set as a treasure, the result is that the speed of progress is getting slower and slower, and finally overtaken by the original wild land of the West.

Although Han Zhiruo has studied herself a little crazy, she is quite insightful.

Lin Shen's impression of Han Zhiruo is much better, of course, if Han Zhiruo takes a bath, the impression will definitely be doubled.

"Don't be emotional, go back, I'll teach you some introductory acupuncture, although it is not as good as Bian Que Seven Bird Needle, but it is much stronger than the three-edged needle and the five-plum needle."

"It's embarrassing to take it out if it's stronger than that kind of rotten street thing, it's so stingy." Han Zhiruo muttered dissatisfiedly.

Lin Shen knocked Han Zhiruo's head hard, and said angrily: "Do you know that this kind of rotten street thing you are talking about, as long as you study one item thoroughly, it is enough to become a national treasure-level expert?" ā€

Han Zhiruo screamed in pain, but unfortunately she didn't even have the strength to touch her head.

"Those so-called specialists, cut! I don't even bother to ask for it. Han Zhiruo lay on the ground and thought for a while, and suddenly said excitedly: "Otherwise, I'll show you the ancestral secret book, and you give me the things like Bian Que Seven Bird Needle and Liangyi Shengsheng, let's exchange them, okay?" Also, aren't you in trouble right now, I can help you get it out. ā€

"Swap, I'm not interested, but if you can help me, I can consider teaching you something more advanced."

"Great!" Han Zhiruo snorted excitedly, and hurriedly said, "You rummaged through the second compartment of the operating table, and there was a syringe with the Latin letter 1 written on it, that is, the English letter i, and took it to give me a needle." ā€

Lin Shen flipped it out according to what she said, and found that it was similar to the boiling of the beast blood that Han Zhiruo injected just now.

"Isn't this still the blood of the beast boiling, do you want to find death?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, time is pressing. This is a type I drug, I have developed it a long time ago, when I am thirsty and hungry, I will prick a needle, and when I am on fire, I will definitely restore my energy and good spirit. Han Zhiruo urged urgently.

Lin Shen was completely speechless: Do you think beast blood boiling is a functional drink?

Lin Shen squeezed out some Type I medicine, first smelled it, then dipped it and put it on the tip of his tongue to taste it, and found that this Type I medicine was one or twenty times worse than the medicine power of Type II just now, which was about 0.5 grams of heroin.

Although the dose is not small, but listening to what Han Zhiruo said, if you inject it often, you will definitely develop drug resistance, and there must be no harm even if it is not beneficial.

So, Lin Shen gave Han Zhiruo, who had been waiting impatiently, a needle.

In this way, it also caused complaints, "You see that you are very handsome and your kung fu is very good, why are you such a mother-in-law!" ā€

Lin Shen rolled his eyes and said in his heart: I don't care about you, I wish you to go crazy and become Frankenstein as soon as possible.

After a stitch, Han Zhiruo really regained a lot of vitality, rested for a while, and jumped up.

At this moment, there was another movement from the door, and there was a sizzling sound.

Lin Shen turned his head and saw a trace of white smoke rising from the door, and then, these places would begin to blacken.

At the same time, the smell of burning metal gradually spread.

Han Zhiruo's face changed, stared at the wisp of white smoke and said, "This is laser cutting, they want to break in." I designed the door myself, and even if they were using the highest power laser, it would take five minutes to get in. ā€

Lin Shen hugged his shoulders and stood leisurely.

Han Zhiruo gave him a strange look, "Why are you weirder than me, the people who arrested you have all hit the door, and you still act like no one." Even the laser machine is called, which means that you are either guilty of great evil, or you have some secrets. ā€

"It's both, but if I have anything to worry about, you promise to help me, or else you won't want to learn anything from me." Lin Shen smiled and said, "It's the worst thing, it's always okay to take you as a hostage." ā€

"Hmph, the old pervert can't wait for you to tear up the ticket, this hospital was built by my deceased father, if I die again, he will have the final say."

As she spoke, Han Zhiruo pressed a button on the console, and the originally seamless smooth metal surface suddenly cracked, revealing a small door more than half a person high.

The door hadn't opened yet, and a strong smell of medicine emanated from inside.

Lin Shen sniffed it, quickly covered his nose and said, "Is this the quenching pool?" ā€

He distinguished, there were at least more than a hundred kinds of Chinese medicinal herbs mixed in this taste, and the time of depression was not short.

"Yes," Han Zhiruo nodded, opened the small door, and saw that inside was a large glass-like jar with a shallow layer of liquid.

This liquid is said to be yellow but not yellow, green is not green, and there is a layer of black-brown duckweed floating on the surface, but the bottom emits a crystal color almost like jade under the refraction of light.

"Let's go in, this dark grid was modified by myself, no one knows, there is also a ventilation system inside, although it will be a little panicked, but no one can die."

Lin Shen pointed to the liquid and said, "This is what you said to help me?" ā€

Han Zhiruo said as a matter of course: "Of course, you won't die if you hide it for a while!" The big husband can bend and stretch, you can't even stand this? ā€

"Don't use the agitation method, the husband can bend, but not like this." Lin Shen muttered in a low voice: "I thought you had any good way to waste my feelings!" ā€

Han Zhiruo smiled angrily, "Then don't drill it, don't regret it later." ā€

After speaking, she looked at Lin Shen staring at the ventilation tunnel, and said with a sneer: "It turns out that you have this idea, don't be delusional, the ventilation system on the top floor has been modified by me with laboratory sterility standards, unless you can break yourself down into particles, don't think about it." ā€

"This is the legendary pit teammate."

Lin Shen muttered again, and suddenly asked, "Do you still have that type II potion?" ā€

"Yes," Han Zhiruo paused.

Lin Shen asked: "How many, is there any more effective?" ā€

"You want to..."

Han Zhiruo suddenly showed an excited expression, flipped through it for a while, found a sealed vial, and threw it to Lin Shen.

"What is this?" Lin Shen took it in his hand and saw that the word "change" was written on it.

Han Zhiruo looked at Lin Shen with a challenge-like look, "This is the product of me after I have purified one hundred and fifty percent of the Type II potion. ā€

"Not bad!"

Lin Shen praised it, and casually pinched the mouth of the vial, and a pungent smell suddenly emanated.