The old man Qingfeng walked out of the door and walked into a house built of glazed tiles, which can be said to be extremely luxurious. The roof is glazed tiles, the walls are made of fine green bricks, and even the ventilation windows in the walls are made of high-quality golden silk nanmu, and to enter the pharmacy, you have to understand how the strange door lock on the door is opened. I saw that his left and right hands moved quickly, and the lock on the pharmacy was opened, and then he stepped in, closed the door casually, and the lock on the door locked itself again.

Entering the pharmacy, there was a rectangular wooden table with a length of one zhang and a width of eight feet, on which were placed strange pharmaceutical utensils, as well as the four treasures of the study, juan paper, and an hourglass for timekeeping. On the left and right, there are thousands of rosewood medicine shelves, and some of the medicine grids also have jade boxes of medicines, what kind of herbs, everything. There is also a special secret room in the pharmacy, which is mainly used to refine special medicines.

The old man walked to the desk and sat down, took a piece of paper and began to write, writing and stopping, sometimes thinking about something, and half an hour passed. The old man finally put down his pen, got up and picked up a bamboo sieve placed next to his desk, and walked first to the medicine shelf on the right, picking up and stopping, and then to the medicine shelf on the left, picking up and stopping. The herbs were almost ready, and while looking at the hourglass, another half an hour passed. He walked towards the door with the medicinal herbs and walked out of the door.

As soon as he left the door, he shouted: "Qing'er, Ling'er." Come on, there's something to do. "The seemingly small voice does contain internal strength.

I saw two beautiful girls coming from a distance. One is wearing a blue water-sleeved openwork dress, and the other is wearing a pink ruffled openwork dress. The two sisters look very similar, the girl in blue clothes gives people a quiet and moving feeling, and the girl in pink clothes gives people a sense of agility and liveliness. The two of them came to the old man and bowed.

Qing'er said, "Master, what do you command?" ”

"This is the medicinal herb used by your senior brother Yue's medicinal bath, and the two of you will take it to the medicine pool. This is the order in which I wrote the herbs, and you should put the herbs in turn according to the order above, and there must be no mistake, take them. Old man Qingfeng handed the bamboo sieve to Shen Qing'er.

Qing'er hurriedly turned the bamboo sieve and nodded to the old man, but Ling'er, who was standing on the side, looked at the bamboo sieve, frowned slightly, and looked at the juan paper on the bamboo sieve, and was shocked.

"Master, this... This... That's too much, isn't it? I counted hundreds of herbs. Are you cooking wild boar with your brother? The girl in red counted the medicine list with her fingers and said mischievously in surprise.

"Poof... Ha ha... Wild boar... Haha..."Mu Tong's laughter and leg clapping sound came from the green tile house.

Qing'er looked at her naughty sister, the corners of her mouth twitched, and said, "Ling'er, don't be naughty, don't go with me, don't delay the time to save my senior brother." ”

I saw the old man Qingfeng standing in front of the two of them, and the corners of his mouth twitched lightly: "Don't go and prepare well, I'll go and see Yue'er, and tell me when I'm ready." He turned around and walked towards the room where Yu Wenyue was, pushed the door and entered.

Mu Tong was still reminiscing about the 'wild boar' he just said, and the corners of his mouth kept smiling. I don't know where the grass branch on my mouth has gone. Looking at the old man Qingfeng who entered the house, Mu Tong's eyes flashed and asked, "Master, is there any wild boar meat for dinner today?!" ”

The old man Qingfeng glared at Mu Tong and stepped forward, only to hear the screams of pain in the room again. Mu Tong grinned and watched the old man walk into the inner room.

The inner room was quiet as usual, and only the charcoal burning in the brazier outside could be faintly heard, and the occasional "Boom... Whew... Boom...". The old man walked to the stone bed, sat down on the bamboo bench, raised his hand to check Yu Wenyue's pulse, and then asked out loud: "Mu Tong, is the medicine boiled?" ”

"Almost, wait for half a cup of tea." Mu Tong replied.

The old man Qingfeng looked at Yu Wenyue, who was still asleep, with a lot of sweat overflowing from his face, took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped it for him.