Yesterday, Yang Yonghui refined medicine, the first time it took nearly an hour, the second time it took more than two hours, and the third time it was more than three. According to this law, Ma Huanming felt that when Yang Yonghui finished refining the medicine today, the time would definitely be in the afternoon.

If that doesn't work, you can try again at most.

Seven days may seem like a long time, but it also doesn't seem to stand up to a few times of consumption.

Ma Huanming and the two brothers stood quietly aside, and they couldn't help but be a little worried.

It's just that they don't know that today is very different from yesterday's situation.

Yang Yonghui officially started refining medicine for the first time, and he was in the stage of exploration and experimentation, and the most important purpose was not the result, but to study the details and changes clearly, so as to lay a solid foundation for formal alchemy in the future.

It is precisely because of this that yesterday I refined the medicine three times, and each time was longer than the last.

That's the research that's getting more and more detailed, more and more in-depth, and taking longer and longer.

But today, all joints have already been opened, and Yang Yonghui is a bamboo in his chest, and success is the inevitable result. He just greeted the first alchemy results in his life with a solemn attitude.

Still holding the clay pot with both hands, the fire is heating underneath. Yang Yonghui always had a faint smile on his face, which was different from yesterday's serious nervousness.

Could it be that there is a play?

Ma Huanming's heart tightened, and there was a faint hint of expectation.

Yang Yonghui did not ask everyone to wait for more than four hours as the Ma brothers guessed. His speed today was even faster than the first time he refined medicine yesterday.

It's only been twenty or thirty minutes, and Zhao Lao, who has been staring at Yang Yonghui without blinking, only feels a trace of light flashing through the clay pot.

Zhao Lao rubbed his eyes with his hand, looked over again in surprise, but found nothing.

Am I dazzled?

Doubting in his heart, Zhao Lao saw that Yang Yonghui, who was standing motionless, had put aside the clay pot in his hand and extinguished the stove.

Why is it so fast this time? Is it another failure?

Zhao Lao didn't ask recklessly, but he couldn't hide his disappointment in his heart.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted through the tip of his nose, which made Zhao Lao's whole body refreshed.

The fragrance is like the fragrance of flowers, and it seems to be the breath of plants and trees, as if you are in the lush nature of flowers and plants, the air is fresh, and the breath is refreshing, the whole body is comfortable, and the whole person is full of vitality.

"Okay, the medicine has finally been practiced. ”

Yang Yonghui's plain and joyful voice sounded in his ears, which made Zhao Lao wake up from his intoxication.

Looking up, seeing that the Ma family brothers and the others all looked like they had just woken up from a sweet dream, Zhao Lao finally confirmed that what he felt just now was not an illusion.

What kind of medicine is this?!

Just by virtue of the medicinal fragrance that emanates, it has such a miraculous effect?

After all, Ma Huanming cared about the old man's situation and asked impatiently.

"Mr. Yang, the successful refining of this medicine means that my old man is finally saved?"

Although Yang Yonghui had already explained it before, this matter was not trivial for the Ma family, even if it was verbose, Ma Huanming still had to confirm it again.

Yang Yonghui was in a good mood and nodded unmindfully.

"You're right, as long as Old Man Ma takes these pills, his body will recover immediately. ”

The three brothers Ma Huanming were overjoyed, and after waiting for so long, they finally waited for the news they wanted to hear the most.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang!"

The three of them thanked each other repeatedly, and Yang Yonghui just waved his hand slightly.

"You're welcome. Without further ado, since the medicine is ready, let's take it over to Old Man Ma. ”

Yang Yonghui picked up the clay pot, turned it upside down, and aimed at a porcelain bowl that had already been prepared next to it.

Jingle Bell~

The five pills that were pitch black and shiny in color fell from the clay pot into the porcelain bowl, and they actually made a crisp sound, like a pearl hitting a jade plate.

This is the medicine for Old Man Ma?

The three brothers Ma Huanming, Zhao Lao and the little nurse focused on the porcelain plate with several pairs of eyes, both admiration and doubt in their hearts.

Each pill was only the size of a little finger, and its whole body was round and full, as if it had been polished and manufactured with the most sophisticated instruments, exuding a faint brilliance, like a black pearl.

Zhao Lao and the others had already approached at this time, and he looked into the clay pot, only to see that it was smooth and slippery, and it was clear at a glance, and it was cleaner than the newly bought.

That's weird.

Regarding the refining method of Yang Yonghui's prescription, Zhao Lao said that he couldn't understand it at all.

He was always attentive and didn't miss a single detail. Yang Yonghui really held the clay pot quietly from beginning to end, without any other movement in between.

Those random medicinal powders spread under the clay pot, how did they clump together to form five smooth and smooth pills?

Could it be that the medicinal powder has grown legs, and it will not be able to act on its own?

As for the amount of medicinal powder, how could it be that only a small amount of pills were generated in the end, and there was no residue left, these are all minor problems.

Ma Huanming also noticed the abnormality here. It's just that the focus of his attention is not here.

"Mr. Yang, can you really take these pills......?

Yang Yonghui had already picked up the porcelain bowl at this time and took the lead in walking towards the door.

"Don't worry, no problem. ”

Although there are still many doubts in their hearts, the matter has come to this point, and the Ma Huanming brothers have no choice but to go one way to the dark and continue to choose to believe in Yang Yonghui.

Besides, being able to refine medicinal powder into a black pearl as hard as jade is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

It would not seem surprising if these pills had other miraculous manifestations that ordinary people could not imagine.

On the other hand, doesn't this kind of unreasonable place just show that Mr. Yang is a capable person with extraordinary ability?

That's a great thing for Old Man Ma's current situation!

The three brothers Ma Huanming are all active-minded, and the confusion only flashed in their minds, and they immediately figured it out. Not only did he not stop it, but he was overjoyed, and quickly followed behind Yang Yonghui and walked into Old Man Ma's ward.

Yang Yonghui walked unhurriedly to Old Man Ma's bed, put the porcelain bowl in his hand on the table on the side, and then calmly picked up one of the black and shiny pills with two fingers.

The three brothers Ma Huanming didn't dare to disturb Yang Yonghui, they all stood at the end of the bed, holding their breath, excitedly waiting for the most important moment to come.

The little nurse Fang Cailing also understands that she has been busy for so long, and it depends on whether she succeeds or not. But she didn't approach the bed, just stood a little farther away, looking this way, and her heart was also nervous.

(End of chapter)