Fang Ru stared at the ceiling.

The medicine used by my aunt is harmless to the human body, and can even be called gentle. It does not make the person who is hit by the trick short of breath and dizzy, and its unique calming ingredient will play a role in calming fear and panic, allowing Fang Ru's heart to beat according to the normal rhythm, vigorous and powerful, and send warm blood to all parts of the body, including the smallest details. In fact, Fang Ru felt very comfortable, like a full night's sleep in a quiet bedroom, and as long as she closed her eyes, she could go back to sweet sleep at any time.

But on the other hand, the second aunt's potion showed amazing stubbornness. Fang Ru can breathe, blink, and will not cause an embarrassing situation due to sphincter weakness. But other than that, even just frowning is a luxury for her.

【Small fish. 】

【Small fish. 】

【Small fish! 】

Even in my head, there is still a word for "harshness". Fang Ru often used this method to wake up the sleeping little fish - as for whether she would take care of her when she woke up, that was another matter.

But today it is clearly not possible. Fang Ru could feel that the other end of the connection was closed.

With her experience, Fang Ru could roughly guess the ingredients of the medicine used by the second aunt, and it was not difficult to relieve it. But only if she can get the potion she needs.

By the way, according to her grandmother's will, all the finished medicines and raw materials belonged to her. It was she who felt that her second aunt was the daughter of her grandmother and had the right to keep some of it. To be honest, she really felt like she was shooting herself in the foot right now.

It's a pity that it's too late to say this now. Fang Ru estimated that the duration of this potion would not exceed twenty-four hours, and this time came from her analysis of the potion on the one hand. On the other hand, it comes from her understanding of her second aunt. But if she waits for the medicine to expire on its own according to the second aunt's wishes, she will not be hungry, and it is estimated that the second aunt and the pot will already be dead.

Fang Ru closed her eyes, resisting sleepiness, and carefully searched every inch of her memory.

Suddenly, she disappeared from the couch.

At the same time, Fang Ru appeared in the space.

With the abundance of her family, the space attached to the pot became more and more cramped. No matter how crowded the space is, in the middle of the great room. There is a not-so-perfect circle drawn with red paint that will never be taken up by the item. This is where she enters the space. This time, however. She didn't fall into a circle, but appeared out of thin air on top of a shelf.

The space is eternal in the day, time is stagnant, and it also has its own freshness function. It's as quiet as outer space where the International Space Station is located. As a matter of fact. This thing is not a planet. It doesn't rotate, and it doesn't have gravity with anyone. So, there's a commonplace gravity here, which is actually quite peculiar.

Thankfully, this isn't actually as normal gravity as it seems. Fang Ru did not float in mid-air, but fell straight down.

Splinters!

Fang Ru was lying on the smashed metal shelf, with a piece of porcelain shards and glass ballast under him, and he was so painful that he just wanted to call his mother.

All kinds of medicines lost their comfort because of the violence of their masters, and they flowed all over the ground and mixed together. The originally clear and clear liquid is either a disgusting muddy brown color, or an opaque lead blue, with a metallic sheen on the surface. Some crackled with small sparks. The most interesting (?) The belly oil of the bats met the powder of the coral of the seabed, and the honey made from the stone flowers, and at the junction of the three blew small tornadoes, each the size of a thumb, and there was a miniature lightning and thunder in the center of the high-speed whirlwind. They collided with each other, some of them like bumper cars, and the hiss of their own small lightning bolts, as if complaining that the other didn't have long eyes when they walked. Some fused together, instantly becoming the size of a palm, swaying all the way, heading towards Fang Ru's head.

Of course, Fang Ru knew what the consequences of mixing different kinds of potions at random would be: that is, you couldn't predict what the results would be! Like the chubby-looking whirlwind, who knows if it will grind her head into pieces like a pumpkin thrown into a meat grinder, and then burp again.

Thankfully, the bottle of potion she needed was shattered, and it was slowly flowing towards her as she expected and prayed.

Finally, the magma-like hot and bright orange liquid touched her skin. A refreshing chill swept through Fang Ru's whole body from there.

She quickly got up, grabbed a handful of dirt from the clay pot on the nearby shelf, and sprinkled it on the small tornado the size of her head. Also covered up were a few strands of her broken hair.

Then she took out more dirt and sprinkled the blocker on top of the mess, nipping the impending explosion and corrosion in the bud.

Not bothering to clean up, Fang Ru left the space. The small fish was under the sofa and was easy to find. But her cousin is obviously not as worry-free as Xiaoyu. The call to the second aunt's house was answered by Tongtong, and his colleague also told Fang Ru that he didn't see him.

Fang Ru pursed her lips and dialed Bai Wei's phone.

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Feng Mao shook his aching head. How did he get a hangover?

Yesterday, he resisted the pressure of the Qin family and the Ning family, and determined that the materials were still distributed according to the previous plan, and the heads of some small families were very grateful, and pulled him to drink a few glasses after the meeting, and then he was unconscious, and he didn't even have time to tell his mother.

He didn't need the Fang family's bloodline to understand that he was definitely drugged.

He quickly jumped up from the bed, and was very glad to see that he was neatly dressed.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

"Are you awake?" Someone asked with a grin.

Feng Mao looked at Ning Daquan in front of him in a daze. No, it's Ning Dacai?

"Our family runs the little bar where you drink."

One of the Ning twins casually sat in a chair, using the back of the Nanmu chair with gold threads as the horse's head of the wooden horse, "How is it, how does the wine taste?" ”

Looking at his triumphant appearance and waiting for praise, the taste of the wine will not be bad.

Of course. In the last days, there are very few entertainment places such as bars, and the few ones that exist are almost all because of a certain big money owner to provide himself with some kind of convenience. As for other customers, it's just a matter of entertaining.

Of course Feng Mao knew. But how did he hear that the small bar he went to last night belonged to the Huang family who entertained him?

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you that I've owned this bar for less than four hours." The Ning family's pout, "You are really pitiful, obviously you helped them fight for their interests, they turned around and threw you here." How about doing it with our Ning family in the future? Bring your cousin again? (To be continued......)