Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Chapter 183: Not to mention is a disease!
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"This is where the pharmacist adjusts the medicine. There is also a floor on the second floor. As for the books on the third floor, the fourth floor and the fifth floor are for medicinal materials, and the sixth and seventh floors are some finished medicines. ."
As He walked, the low voice came out. He took Feng Jiu to a room inside and said: "My lord made you abduct you because of your talent for refining medicine. , Has developed a medicine that can suppress cold toxin. As long as you can develop it, I can guarantee you back safely."
"Chill toxin?"
When she heard this, she was a little surprised. What was in her mind was the thousand-year cold poison that Uncle Ling had on his body, but why does the Hell Lord want to cure cold poison?
"Yes, besides some of the pharmacists here who are developing antidote for cold toxins, there are also some who help Yan Dian extract medicaments. As long as they are serious, I won’t treat anyone wrongly. If there is trouble in it, I will never be merciless!"
Feng Jiu took a look at him and said, "This is not so easy to develop and formulate. There are many kinds of cold toxins, and the symptoms are also different. If you haven't got your pulse or checked your body condition, which pharmacist would dare to dispense the medicine casually. ?"
She spread her hands, shook her head and sat down at the table: "I didn't get the pulse, I didn't see anyone, I can't adjust it."
The Hell Lord stared at him for a long time, silent, not knowing what he was thinking, stood up and said: "Then you will get acquainted here first, and wait until your pharmacy grade can be higher than the pharmacist in the pharmacy. Let's talk about this later!"
Seeing that he was leaving, Feng Jiu quickly reached out and grabbed him by the sleeve and shouted, "Wait!"
The Hell Lord frowned and turned his head, his eyes fell on his little white hand holding his sleeve, his eyes flickered, and he sang coldly: "Let go!" With a flick of the sleeve, he flicked his hand away. Withdrawing the robe.
Feng Jiu didn't care, and said, "Hell Lord, you arrested me, but didn't even prepare a place for me to sleep, let me squeeze in a big shop with people, are you embarrassed? There is more! My profound strength is also blocked by you, and your guards are so strict here, and you are afraid that I will not be able to run? You don’t have to keep me from getting out of a courtyard like this all day, right?"
She glanced at him and saw that he hadn’t left, and she continued: “Since you invited me here to make me dispense medicine, you should also receive me as a VIP. Go and inquire, the black marketer. Those people can treat me like a grandfather, you say you compare with others, this hospitality is too bad, right?"
Seeing that he was not afraid of death and telling the Hell about hospitality, the old Lin and Gray Wolf on the side couldn't help but glance at him, thinking that he is too fantastic. After all, he is a prisoner, what to talk about hospitality The way!
However, what made them the most unexpected was that the Hell’s tolerance for this kid unexpectedly exceeded their expectations time and time again.
The Hell Lord glanced at the young boy’s angry face and confessed: "Grey Wolf, turn around and arrange a small independent courtyard for him. He moves freely in Yandian."
"Yes." Gray Wolf glanced at Feng Jiu, wondering why the master treated him so kindly.
Looking at the master walking outside, the gray wolf called out and whispered: "Master, you go back first. Your subordinates are unwell. See the Chinese doctor in the building."
The Hell Lord glanced back at him, and responded: "Yeah."
"Pouch!"
Feng Jiu couldn't help but smiled, looked at the gray wolf with an anxious look, shook his head and gave him a playful look.
"Men do not lift, because they are sick and must be cured."