When Chen Qingqiu woke up, the room was silent, the daylight shining on the pink yellowed wallpaper, and a musty smell permeated the air.

As soon as he left the room, Bai Mao had not yet come out, and the bloody beast meat was already on the table. Chen Qingqiu was taken aback, the blood stains flowed down the tabletop, and as soon as they fell to the ground, a little ghost demon with a rag immediately rushed out of the corner and wiped the blood stains.

"He told you to get it?"

There was a shrill voice of a little ghost demon in the shadows, and a thin little ghost demon who was only as tall as Chen Qingqiu's slippers came out:

"Yes, it's the king's breakfast!"

After saying that, he immediately jumped into the shadows, a pile of flesh like a hill, and the fishy smell went straight to his nostrils. Chen Qingqiu raised her feet and went out the door, she had other things to do.

After paying the recent fees in the hospital, and watching the nursing aunt clean up the old man's body, Chen Qingqiu left the hospital and found a Chinese medicine pharmacy on the corner of the street.

"Now boil a pair of blood-tonifying Chinese medicine, and put more coptis."

The white-faced apprentice looked up from the counter suspiciously, and threw the yellow paper bag in front of Chen Qingqiu:

"Coptis clears heat and detoxifies, and it is not close to blood replenishment."

"Just boil this, and I won't look for you if I drink it."

Xu is Chen Qingqiu added a few dozen more yuan, the apprentice only met a fool, took Chen Qingqiu's money, took an old casserole and put it at the door, boiled the medicine bag, Chen Qingqiu confirmed that he put enough coptis, and then nodded and rushed to class.

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Chen Qingqiu put the big jar of Chinese medicine in the thermos flask and hugged it back, and was running into Bai Mao lazily lying on the carved chair, she opened the door, the other party didn't even raise her eyelids, and she looked like a sleeping beautiful man in the sun.

It's a pity that he ruined the artistic conception with one mouth:

"Stink, you rolled in the dung pit?"

She changed her slippers for a moment, lifted the thermos cup in her hand, and squeezed out a smile towards Bai Mao:

"How can it, your medicine for healing wounds has been boiled."

Bai Mao opened his eyes suddenly, obviously expressionless, but Chen Qingqiu couldn't hold back his smile. Cesspool...... It's not just that it stinks, it's also that you suffer!

"My medicine?"

Bai Mao stared at the thing in Chen Qingqiu's hand, and the monster's keen sense of smell told him that the smell was emanating from that thing.

"You human race demon hunters will also play this kind of trick, what kind of treatment secret, can't even make a non-smelling medicine?"

Chen Qingqiu took out the bowl and poured out a large bowl of black medicinal juice, the sweet, bitter and smelly smell of the Chinese medicine was mixed together, so that people really didn't want to smell more.

"I can't help it, just force it."

Chen Qingqiu tugged at the corners of his mouth, his expression was hideous in the strange taste, but he didn't let Bai Mao pay attention. Bai Mao took the bowl, frowned, and a small bead appeared in his sleeve and went through the bowl, not dripping, and there was no reaction at all.

Seeing Chen Qingqiu watching intently, Bai Mao lightly withdrew the beads:

"Liuzhu."

Chen Qingqiu had heard the name of Liuzhu, which was a magic weapon used to test toxicity in ancient times.

"It's not poisonous, otherwise you would have been poisoned."

Of course, Bai Mao knew this, since they had reached a contract, if Chen Qingqiu violated the contract, he would also be punished by the Heavenly Dao.

After the medicine that exuded a peculiar smell, it was held by Bai Mao for several minutes.

He furrowed his eyebrows slightly, closed his eyes, and tilted his head to pour the medicine down.

That taste...... It's several times worse than it smells.

"Are you sure this is the secret ingredient to saving lives? Didn't you ask for the secret recipe of the demon life? ”