Chapter 66: The Final Subject

Little Ivy hasn't been very happy lately. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info Since she moved into the big house, the two gentle and beautiful big sisters suddenly didn't come to see her much, and after that, her grandfather was also abducted by the "fugitive brother" and soaked in the pharmacy laboratory day and night, leaving her alone in this huge empty room, reading the children's books prepared for her by those well-meaning cultists.

It made her feel a great emptiness.

The outside world is getting more and more lively, but as a girl who is afraid of life, she really doesn't dare to run out of the room alone, so after three days of silence, the little girl who "can't bear it" finally protests to her grandfather, and finally gains the right to accompany her grandfather into the pharmacy laboratory after fierce "negotiations......

"Why did you bring little Ivy in?"

Seeing a little rabbit suddenly rushing into his laboratory, looking around and jumping around from time to time, Ian suddenly habitually shook the beaker in his hand, looking surprised. Pharmacy laboratories are not an absolutely safe place, for example, many medicinal materials are toxic, and many drugs are stored with special requirements that cannot be tampered with. Although this little girl has a pharmacy master grandfather, she is half an insider. But the little girl is too young, and sometimes half-baked is much more terrible than a complete layman.

"You'll know why when you're a grandfather. The old man squeezed out a smile that contained happiness and doting, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, she won't get into trouble." In the past, when I was doing experiments, she was an assistant who helped me with medicinal herbs. ā€

"Yes, fugitive brother. The little girl stared at the row of colorful potions, and suddenly interjected, "I will be very well-behaved, and I will never disturb you." ā€

"Oh well. Ian nodded after a moment's hesitation. He also knew that he had forcibly occupied someone's grandfather, and Orivia and Martina had important affairs to deal with, although there were several children of the same age in the Red Lotus Temple, but little Ivy was afraid of life, and in the past few days, she was afraid that she had not even stepped out of the door, since Malcoln was willing to bring her over, then there should be no problems.

The two no longer paid attention to the little girl who was "exploring treasures" everywhere, and stood face to face in front of the pharmaceutical table.

"When are you going to sign up?" the old man subconsciously asked before the class. Faced with this question, Ian slowly replied while fiddling with the utensils on the table, "The last day of the registration period. ā€

"Not going to give people a chance to react?"

The last day of the registration period is the day before the potion contest.

"Of course. Ian nodded yes. Participating in such a grand event as a criminal will inevitably cause an uproar once the news spreads. I don't know how many forces will hinder it, even if he hides in the Red Lotus Temple, he will not be able to live in peace. So in Ian's opinion, the last day is the best option.

It's both sudden, and it gives him more quiet time to whims.

He flipped through the notes and stopped at the last page. Malcoln was far more educated than a middle-aged gentleman, and the master never gave him the answer directly, but used guidance to provoke his own answer. This is many times higher than Mr. Harris, who can only cramm.

In fact, due to his lack of emphasis on pharmacy, Ian never thought how lucky he would be to be treated like this. As an apprentice who already had a mentor, he actually rashly went to another potion master to ask for advice, if it was a different master with a view of the door, he would have been blasted out long ago, where would he guide him so carefully to Malken?

After Master Malcoln agreed to teach him, the "incurable disease" that had been bothering Ian was cleared all the way, and in just three days, the subject left by Harris was turned to the last page, and the content of this page was-

"Stomach medicine?"

Myrken carefully checked the content of the subject, and couldn't help muttering: "Which of the herbs can be dissolved into the caran medicine for the treatment of stomach pain, which of the wild mountain roots, crore leaves, sunflowers, mountain rat skins, black wood sap, and mulo fruit can be dissolved into the karan potion for the treatment of stomach pain, which can significantly improve its medicinal effect." ā€

"Hell yes. He shook his head with a smile: "This bastard simply thinks of you as a master potionist. ā€

Many medicinal materials have many kinds of advanced treatment methods, such as drying, steaming, etc., which can cause changes in medicinal properties to a certain extent. Trying to incorporate them into an already established potion would require a lot of experimentation in itself. And after that,

The improvement and innovation of each drug requires repeated human testing to determine whether it is effective. Except for the fact that the master of pharmacies can guess a little with years of experience, where would an apothecary apprentice or even an ordinary pharmacist have such a judgment ability?

"Anyway, at least the range of medicinal herbs is given. ā€

Compared to Malken, Ian was much calmer, after all, he had already roughly skimmed through these topics when he got them, and he had already finished scolding.

"He must have an improved finished potion in his hand, just to see if I can make a copy of it. Ian said slowly: "It's just that there are too many drug treatment plans, and I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to try them one by one." ā€

"Nope. The old man shook his head, and after carefully examining the proposition in his hand again, he already somewhat understood the intention of the questioner: "That bastard's original intention was not to ask you to try them one by one. ā€

"I think you already know a lot about the medicinal properties of these medicinal materials. ā€

"Not bad," Ian nodded, "but I've never heard of any of these that can be used to improve stomach medicine." ā€

"Don't think about this first. The old man shook his head again, "You should first consider which of them are incompatible with the Kalan Elixir. Although Karan medicine is a medicine for stomach pain, stomach pain is also divided into many categories. ā€

"Huh?" Ian's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized: "That guy wants to test me what kind of stomach pain Kahlan potion treats." ā€

"Yes. The old man nodded, and then asked meaningfully, "So do you know what doesn't apply now?"

"Wild mountain roots, mountain rat skins, and black wood sap. ā€

Most of the ingredients in Karan Elixir are hot herbs, which are mainly warm-nourished, and cold herbs are definitely not suitable. As a result, the remaining range was reduced to three: Croybe, Sunflower, and Muro.

"And then .....," Ian continued to reason, "Croye can rule out, Karan Elixir can relieve the symptoms of anorexia, and one of its side effects will make people eat less. ā€

So how to choose the remaining sunflowers and mulo fruits?

"Murogo!"

As Ian pondered, a crisp voice suddenly came.

"Ivy?"

The two men, one old and one young, suddenly turned their heads, and saw that the little girl who had come over more than once was smiling proudly.

"I've been told by others that Murogo can also relieve pain. ā€