An Feng looked at these things and insisted on not letting Mo Lan take them, and he took several large boxes outside, which expanded several times at once. This is to keep yourself from getting contaminated with those unclean germs. Glancing at the people with hope on their faces, as well as the doctors and nurses, I suddenly felt a lot of pressure in my heart.

Finally, his eyes fell on the strange Doctor Song, and he beckoned to the dean, indicating that he had something to go out to chat. An Feng held the box in his hand and walked outside. Mo Lan followed closely, and finally glanced at the Doctor Song, still holding a certain suspicion in her heart.

The dean glared at Doctor Song, said nothing, and did not explain anything else. Quickly kept up with An Feng's footsteps, curious about leaving, and what else did he have to explain

Finally came to the peony flower in the yard, An Feng glanced at the surrounding environment, and suddenly noticed how this peony flower was so clean and beautiful.

An Feng didn't think about reaching out to touch it, he just felt that even these trees could be studied. Although he was wearing gloves, this series of things were all germs, and he didn't want his Junran to rot like this. The smell here was really disgusting, and An Feng didn't dare to touch his nose, his mouth was afraid of inhaling something unclean.

Mo Lan thought it was very strange, looking at the flowers and plants in the yard really didn't look like a smelly place. She still couldn't control her hands, and she wanted to touch them. But he was stopped by An Feng's angry eyes, and in the end, he didn't succeed in touching it.

The dean followed, stood firmly next to the two of them, and asked in a low voice, "Do the two captains have anything else to order?"

"Pay more attention, Doctor Song is suspicious. Maybe this time it's not a natural disaster. An Feng used words that were relatively simple and understandable, but had very profound ones.

But I didn't understand these words at all to the dean who was in the middle of it. The dean touched his head, glanced at Mo Lan and An Feng strangely, and then said directly: "Doctor Song has been with us for 10 years, and although he has a strange temper, he will not do these things. And he couldn't develop such a powerful germ. ”

"You just pay a little more attention, and you don't need to talk to him. Be careful, or you will lose your life one day, but don't blame me for not

Reminds you. "An Feng doesn't want to listen to so much nonsense, he really doesn't want to stay here. After saying these cruel words, he quickly took Mo Lan out.

Mo Lan was quite puzzled, how much An Feng didn't like the hospital, every time he came to the hospital, his face was not good, and his temper was not good, An Feng's weakness was probably the hospital. sighed helplessly, what a strange person with such a strange weakness.

The two went to the doorman to take off the clothes and ask them to disinfect them directly with disinfectant water, wash them again, and remember that it was their clothes.

After the two got in the car, they still felt that disgusting smell on their bodies, probably from the box. The two didn't say anything, drove quickly and directly back to their home.

Mo Lan called the immortal elder and asked the immortal elder to prepare, and also hoped that the rest of the An family would pay attention and isolate a little. If it really doesn't work, take it outside and practice it at that time. The immortal elder agreed to be outside, so he directly found a remote place to implement it.

In the end, it was settled on the small house where the immortal old man used to live, and there were still some herbs on it, and there was no one living there, so it was safer to go there. Xiaobei personally sent the immortal elder over. Mo Lan and An Feng also drove there directly.

An hour later, he came directly to this place, and the immortal elder was ready, removed all the things he didn't need, and put on a medical suit. His medical suits are different, somewhat old, but they look safer than those in the hospital. It's just that it's more cumbersome to wear, and his gloves have been soaked in some herbs for a while before picking them up.

Immortal Lao looked at the meat, I didn't have a disgusting taste at all, but it was very challenging, and immediately began to deal with it. While dealing with it, I listened to Mo Lan talk about those situations. An Feng and Mo Lan, Xiaobei were already four or five meters apart, and they couldn't get too close.

The immortal elder looked at it with a large mirror, and there were insects on the meat, which he had never seen before. It was a novelty, and he soaked it in some various herbs, hoping that the juice of one herb would destroy it. At once, he got the juice of more than a dozen herbs and put it on the table. Bottles and cans were placed on the table, and the meat was filled into each with small tongs, and then his hands were soaked in the same herb water that had been used to sterilize the gloves first.

I didn't even dare to breathe in the atmosphere, for fear

Breathe, get into the germs and start to rot, look at the meat. Immortal Lao felt that he could imagine how terrible those people were. He is also deeply skeptical about the fact that there will be no pain, generally speaking, there will be a certain amount of pain in decay, and the absence of pain really means that the tissues of the skin and flesh have died.

That is to say, these things, like living mercury, have the ability to erode. Could it be that the immortal elder here frowned, it seems that he is going to use the expensive herbs he picked back from Yunshan before. Although it is a little distressing, if this trouble is solved, it means that he has taken another step.

The fairy elder quickly stood up, took another small bottle and can, and walked into the room, taking the things and pouring them around, then getting another small jar of juice, and then pouring another bag of rotten meat into it. I took the extra-large mirror and slowly watched the changes inside, and there were more than a dozen of them that failed, which is a pity.

The immortal elder was not discouraged, and different herbs and different herbs were mixed together. He asked Mo Lan to write it down, because he couldn't hold a pen, otherwise he would bring germs with him when he used it in the future. If it doesn't work, just make a cross behind it, if it's useful, record it directly, if it's useful, it means that it can be cured, and if you can find a way to eradicate it, it's definitely the best.

Mo Lan wrote the name of the herb on the side, and wrote it from time to time, and his hands were tired and painful, and he recorded hundreds of methods during this time alone. Seeing that the words on it were getting uglier and uglier, Mo Lan pursed her lips, she used to be quite proud of her font. Now these words are so ugly that I don't even dare to recognize them.

An Feng and Xiaobei watched quietly, both dizzy, watching from the sidelines, they were to learn, not to doze off. Cheered up the spirit of 100 points, quietly watching the movements of the immortal elder. The pots were poured into a vat again and again, indicating that they were discarded. There is less and less meat in the back, and the amount of test is slowly reduced.

Four hours passed, and three herbs were found that could be used, but none of them were eradicated. It can be cured, but the sequelae are not known to the immortals. Directly using these meats that have been cut from the body for too long does not mean that they are suitable for use on the body.

Night was coming, and the mountain was not very safe, so An Feng and Xiaobei quickly found firewood and planted it nearby, so as not to have wolves and bears approaching again.