Chapter Seventy-Seven: Eyewash
Zheng Qing is no stranger to blood-red tears. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Last night, after being tricked by Zhang Jixin into eating chili tobacco candy in the wandering bar, he shed a string of blood-colored tears.
But shedding red tears on your own and watching others shed red tears are two very different experiences.
The former may be at a loss, while the latter is terrifying.
And he clearly remembered that his red teardrops were light and uneven in color, and he could smell the pungent smell of chili peppers on the back of his hand.
It was completely different from the tears that flowed from the doctor's face in front of him.
Scarlet, viscous, heavy, as red as mercury, the blackened tears of blood flowed over the criss-crossed folds, over the Doctor's withered cheeks, and slowly down the cheeks.
"Your eyes!" Zheng Qing couldn't help but exclaim.
He didn't even forget to be polite, didn't use honorifics, and addressed the doctor 'you' directly.
Dr. Duzem raised an eyebrow, pulled a white handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped his face.
The white handkerchief was immediately covered with sticky blood stains.
"Ah...... It's okay, it's okay...... Just a minor technical glitch. The doctor suddenly waved his hand with a smile, signaling that it didn't matter: "I'm sorry, I scared you." ”
"Technology...... Fault. Zheng Qing opened his mouth and tried to repeat the doctor's words.
Since becoming a wizard, he has found that the world is constantly challenging his understanding.
Jiang Yu on the side did not appear more calm than him, her fair and pretty face was wrinkled, her hands were tightly clutched in Kunbao, and the horror in her eyes had not yet dissipated.
"It's just a minor problem...... If your eyes are used for a long time, they are prone to sourness. Dr. Duzem walked briskly behind his desk, took out a small emerald green bottle from the window against the wall, and explained, "There is nothing more important to an alchemist than a good pair of eyes. So most alchemists will do a little bit of functional enhancement to the eyes, within the scope of the law. ”
Is it really allowed by law to have so many modifiers? Zheng Qing complained numbly in his heart.
The doctor explained as he removed a silver measuring cup from the shelf next to the bookcase, filled the cup with water, and poured two drops of yellowish viscous liquid from the emerald green vial, stirring them with a glass rod.
A beige mist soon rose above the cup.
"This is my own eyewash and it works very well. The doctor rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his hands with alcohol, and hesitated, "Do you want to try?"
The two young wizards stared blankly at the Doctor and shook their heads in unison.
"That's a shame. Dr. Duzem looked much more relaxed. He tugged at his eyelids, lifted his eyelids, revealing bare, black and white, bloodshot eyeballs, and said in a brisk tone: "But it's understandable, wizards, who always believe in their own recipes and their own techniques...... When I was a student at the first university, I never used the neutralizer concocted by Professor Li, and his potion always had a kind of, well, how to say, a mechanical feeling...... Hiss ......"
Zheng Qing squeezed his eyes and bared his teeth, not in the mood to complain about the doctor's statement about the 'mechanical feeling of medicine'.
He felt like he was watching a horror movie.
Behind the desk, Dr. Duzem stretched out two fingers and poked them into his eye sockets without hesitation, pulling out his two eyeballs, with a pile of bloodshots, and quickly threw them into the cup of steaming liquid.
Then, while stirring it with a glass rod, he also teased in a relaxed tone, "Like I mentioned before, wizards are the creatures that like to pick at their eyeballs the most...... Occasionally, bubble syrup and do a spa are good for the eyes. ”
Zheng Qing looked at the alchemy master in front of him staring at the black hole and telling lame jokes, feeling that he was already very strong if he didn't collapse.
"Sometimes people don't take these things very well...... You look very good, and you deserve to be educated by the elite. Dr. Duzem turned his head and looked in the direction of the young wizard with his black hole eyes, grinning.
"Can you still see it?" Zheng Qing asked with difficulty as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Jiang Yu on the side already looked like he was about to pass out.
"It's just bubble eyes, and it's not blindness, so why can't you see?" the doctor lowered his head in displeasure, and continued to stir the eyeballs in the silver measuring cup.
Zheng Qing saw that a few strands of viscous plasma were slowly dripping from his eye sockets under the influence of gravity, delicate and flexible, like silk, giving people a feeling of unfinished.
He held back the sourness rolling in his throat.
It's great that I didn't insist on eating first! If the doctor comes out like this at the dinner table, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat for a week.
Zheng Qing comforted himself silently.
"Well, let's check on your elves. After soaking his eyeballs, the doctor turned his face, 'looked' at the young wizard, and rubbed his hands, "Time is a little tight, we can speed up the pace a bit." ”
"But, ...... you" Zheng Qing looked at the doctor's empty eyes blankly, and asked eating, "Is it convenient for you to 'see' a doctor now?"
"Oh, no problem. Dr. Duzem fumbled, picked up a roll of silk thread from his desk, and told the young wizard, "Zheng Qing, you wrap the thread around the elf's wrist...... Wrap seven circles, don't tie it tightly, just wrap it. ”
The silk thread ball drew a graceful arc in the air and landed in Jiang Yu's hands.
Zheng Qing raised his somewhat stiff arm, took the thread from the witch's hand, and carefully wrapped it around the elf's wrist.
"Are you asking for a consultation with a hanging wire?" Jiang Yu finally spoke again, and it could be seen that her emotions had calmed down a lot: "Although the appearance is similar to that of a wizard, according to everyone's general opinion, elves do not belong to normal life......
"Everyone, everyone!" The doctor glared at the dark eyes and sneered, "The Wizarding Alliance is a group of outdated old men, and those old antiques that codified the law haven't left the wizarding tower for hundreds of years. Can you expect them to make some real decisions?"
"You wipe it, don't get excited. Zheng Qing cautiously handed the doctor a clean handkerchief and pointed to his cheek: "Here, and here...... Shed some more ......"
As the Doctor spoke excitedly, the plasma in his eye sockets was dripping downward, and a few drops of blood flew up with his trembling voice, landing on the tabletop, the cupboard, and even the wall not far away.
Zheng Qing finally knew what the occasional black stains on the furniture in the room were.
"Oh, it doesn't matter. The doctor didn't continue to argue with Jiang Yu, picked up the handkerchief, wiped his face indiscriminately, and muttered: "Anyway, the eyeballs haven't been loaded in yet, so it's okay to wipe them again for a while." ”
Zheng Qinggan laughed and did not answer.
After Dr. Duzem wiped the blood from his face, he sat upright behind his desk, picked up the other end of the silk thread, wrinkled his eyes, and thought slowly, and then slowly spoke:
"The husband has been through the sky since ancient times, and the foundation of life is based on yin and yang. ”
"Between heaven and earth, within the Liuhe, its qi nine states, nine orifices, five organs, and twelve knots are all connected to the weather. Its life is five, its qi is three, and if you commit this several times, the evil spirit hurts people, and this life is also the foundation. ”
"Although the elves are not human, they have the form of a human, with all four limbs and five bodies, and nine organs and five organs. ”
In this way, one or two may be distinguished. ”