"You hold on, I'll give you medicine right away!" Song Nian was in a hurry, and still said Dayong's words.

She took off the glass bottle, pulled the lid open, and poured the white powder inside desperately into the mouth of the Hu merchant.

Hu Shang was choked and coughed repeatedly, his hands waved wildly, and a pair of eyes stared at Song Nian in horror.

Song Nian was suddenly a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry...... If you are not skilled, do you have pain now? ”

With such a large dose of miracle medicine, it shouldn't hurt, right?

"Tell me, what did you eat before you died?" Song Nian hurried up and asked.

"God...... Miracle medicine...... Miracle medicine ......" The Hu Shang stared at the empty glass bottle in Song Nian's hand, his face full of unwillingness.

Then, with a tilt of his head, he suddenly lost his breath.

But a pair of eyes were unwilling to close, staring at Song Nian tightly.

"When did you still feel sorry for the magic medicine......" Song Nian could only shake his head and sigh, and instructed the Hu people around him: "Don't be stunned, carry this person up and prepare for dissection." ”

This time, she smoothly switched to Hu mode.

Several Hu people hurriedly carried the Hu merchant onto the dissection table, and Song Nian immediately began to dissect.

The results of the autopsy surprised Song Nian.

The degree of liver decay of this Hu Shang is the most powerful of all.

What the hell did he eat to make himself like this?

Song Nian frowned, and immediately said to the northern archbishop beside him: "Lord Bishop, I want to visit this person's tent. ”

The Archbishop of the North nodded and said, "Go ahead and find out the cause as soon as possible." ”

In front of people, he still has to tell all the Hu people that this woman, this medicine king Bodhisattva, is just his subordinate.

Sure enough, the eyes of the Hu people around looked at the northern archbishop and became more and more worshipful.

The other archbishops, looking at the archbishops of the north, became more and more vigilant.

The three of them looked at each other and nodded slightly, apparently reaching some kind of consensus.

Song Nian didn't care about this, she walked straight to the tent of the Hu Shang.

This Hu Shang's tent is relatively exquisite, Song Nian broke into it, rummaged for a while, and found some exquisite glassware, that is, found several large boxes of Hu Ren magic medicine.

This is a real wealth in the grasslands and border areas, which is enough to make Song Nian smack his tongue.

"How did he get so many Hu Ren magic medicines?" Song Nian was a little surprised.

"I told you that the Divine Cult is all about money, and it also takes money to maintain such a huge Divine Cult." The Archbishop of the North opened the curtain and walked in.

Song Nian frowned: "So...... Is this a miracle medicine that has been gifted? ”

The Archbishop of the North said lightly: "No...... I gave it to him privately and asked him to resell it for me...... But I didn't expect ......"

Song Nian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood: "So, questioning me in public, you also arranged for him to shout?" ”

The Archbishop of the North said lightly: "That's right, your name as the Medicine King Bodhisattva, for some reason, is getting louder and louder on the grassland. I'm a little worried that in the future, your reputation on the steppe will surpass that of the Cult. ”

Song Nian smiled and said lightly, "Why do I think that the archbishop doesn't really care about this?" ”

The Archbishop of the North smiled: "You see that? ”

"You hold on, I'll give you medicine right away!" Song Nian was in a hurry, and still said Dayong's words.

She took off the glass bottle, pulled the lid open, and poured the white powder inside desperately into the mouth of the Hu merchant.

Hu Shang was choked and coughed repeatedly, his hands waved wildly, and a pair of eyes stared at Song Nian in horror.

Song Nian was suddenly a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry...... If you are not skilled, do you have pain now? ”

With such a large dose of miracle medicine, it shouldn't hurt, right?

"Tell me, what did you eat before you died?" Song Nian hurried up and asked.

"God...... Miracle medicine...... Miracle medicine ......" The Hu Shang stared at the empty glass bottle in Song Nian's hand, his face full of unwillingness.

Then, with a tilt of his head, he suddenly lost his breath.

But a pair of eyes were unwilling to close, staring at Song Nian tightly.

"When did you still feel sorry for the magic medicine......" Song Nian could only shake his head and sigh, and instructed the Hu people around him: "Don't be stunned, carry this person up and prepare for dissection." ”

This time, she smoothly switched to Hu mode.

Several Hu people hurriedly carried the Hu merchant onto the dissection table, and Song Nian immediately began to dissect.

The results of the autopsy surprised Song Nian.

The degree of liver decay of this Hu Shang is the most powerful of all.

What the hell did he eat to make himself like this?

Song Nian frowned, and immediately said to the northern archbishop beside him: "Lord Bishop, I want to visit this person's tent. ”

The Archbishop of the North nodded and said, "Go ahead and find out the cause as soon as possible." ”

In front of people, he still has to tell all the Hu people that this woman, this medicine king Bodhisattva, is just his subordinate.

Sure enough, the eyes of the Hu people around looked at the northern archbishop and became more and more worshipful.

The other archbishops, looking at the archbishops of the north, became more and more vigilant.

The three of them looked at each other and nodded slightly, apparently reaching some kind of consensus.

Song Nian didn't care about this, she walked straight to the tent of the Hu Shang.

This Hu Shang's tent is relatively exquisite, Song Nian broke into it, rummaged for a while, and found some exquisite glassware, that is, found several large boxes of Hu Ren magic medicine.

This is a real wealth in the grasslands and border areas, which is enough to make Song Nian smack his tongue.

"How did he get so many Hu Ren magic medicines?" Song Nian was a little surprised.

"I told you that the Divine Cult is all about money, and it also takes money to maintain such a huge Divine Cult." The Archbishop of the North opened the curtain and walked in.

Song Nian frowned: "So...... Is this a miracle medicine that has been gifted? ”

The Archbishop of the North said lightly: "No...... I gave it to him privately and asked him to resell it for me...... But I didn't expect ......"

Song Nian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood: "So, questioning me in public, you also arranged for him to shout?" ”

The Archbishop of the North said lightly: "That's right, your name as the Medicine King Bodhisattva, for some reason, is getting louder and louder on the grassland. I'm a little worried that in the future, your reputation on the steppe will surpass that of the Cult. ”

Song Nian smiled and said lightly, "Why do I think that the archbishop doesn't really care about this?" ”

The Archbishop of the North smiled: "You see that? ”

The Archbishop of the North said lightly: "That's right, your name as the Medicine King Bodhisattva, for some reason, is getting louder and louder on the grassland. I'm a little worried that in the future, your reputation on the steppe will surpass that of the Cult. ”

Song Nian smiled and said lightly, "Why do I think that the archbishop doesn't really care about this?" ”

The Archbishop of the North smiled: "You see that? ”