Dustfall: The benevolence of the healer
"Give me your rod scale." Mo Mingling pinched the scale rod with his hand, calculated the medicinal materials needed, and the pharmacist hung the pot to save the world, and the amount of prescription for treating patients was only the most precise and accurate, because medicine can save people and harm people.
"Bring the bronze tripod with you!" Mo Mingling also wrote the bronze tripod on that note, so the pharmacist used his source qi to bring it over. "You're Feng Yuanqi, right?" A small number of people who have wind source qi have a healing effect, and adding wind source qi will make this flavor medicine effective. "Infuse your wind source qi into the bronze tripod! Fast! β
That confused pharmacist is the wind source qi, the fire source qi...... There's no way, I can only try it with ordinary fire, but the effect of the medicine will be almost there, tsk.
"Huh. Brat! Do you need fire gas? The figure of a sturdy man jumped from the sky, with bronze skin and dark and deep brown eyes, looking wild and unrestrained, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and the whole person exuded a majestic and wild aura from the inside out.
He? Haven't left yet?!
Without waiting for the pharmacist and Mo Mingling to speak, the man concentrated the source qi in his body in the palm of his hand, and a ball of fire erupted from the man's hand, and under the cauterization of the fire source qi, the medicinal materials in the bronze tripod were perfectly fused, and wisps of green smoke came out.
"Just stay up for half an hour."
"Okay."
Although I am very worried about whether this man will play any tricks on the decoction, but the pharmacist and himself are by his side, not to mention that this is the Holy Treasure Academy, and he can't hide any bad thoughts, just believe him once.
Half an hour laterβ
Mo Mingling pinched Yan Lin's chin, opened his mouth, and poured a bowl of soup and medicine like this, perhaps to add wind source qi and boil it with fire source qi, but also because Yan Lin's physique itself is very strong, and the wounds on Yan Lin's body are coagulating and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It seemed that there was no problem, Mo Mingling breathed a sigh of relief, Mo Mingling rubbed his temples, hugged Yan Lin horizontally with both hands, turned his head and asked, "Where is Yan Lin's room?" Without waiting for the pharmacist to answer, the man with the fire source qi attribute preemptively said, "I'll take you there." β
Mo Mingling followed the man to the door of Yan Lin's room. The man gently placed his right hand on the door, and the door opened on its own. At this time, Mo Mingling realized that something was wrong, "Didn't you say that our doors all need their own source qi?" How did you open it?! β
"Poofhahahaha! Don't you know who I am? The man in front of him smiled wickedly as if he had heard something very funny.
"I can open each of you." The man smiled.
"Don't be so nervous, the academy won't allow me to open the door without special circumstances." The man looked at Mo Mingling's alert gaze and explained. As he spoke, he took Yan Lin in Mo Mingling's arms and gently placed her on the soft bed. Mo Mingling seemed to be able to see a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth when he hugged Yan Lin.
"I bet you'll see me again today, little girl." The man and Mo Mingling passed by, she heard this, and when Mo Mingling turned around to look at him, he disappeared without a trace in the empty aisle as if he had never appeared.
After this treatment of Yan Lin, Mo Mingling also has a new understanding of life since birth.
Life is the fairest price given to you in the world, whether it is poor or rich, strong or weak, you only have one life, and this life may disappear when you make a vow to the person you like, maybe it will dissipate when your life is approaching, maybe it will be the retribution you get after killing countless lives, maybe it will ......
The reason why the world respects and hates healers is probably because healers can heal and kill.
"That...... My name is Mu Feng! Can I be friends with you? When Mo Mingling was about to return to his room, the confused doctor actually followed, shyly extending his hand to her.
"Okay!" Mo Mingling smiled professionally, shook his hand, and walked straight to his room. "I've got something going on today, I'll see you later."
"En......" Mu Feng waved stiffly at Mo Mingling, who was gradually getting lucky.
"What the hell do you want to do? β¦β¦β