It was just dawn when Zheng Qing was woken up by a violent shaking.
He reluctantly squinted one eye and saw Xiao Xiao's blurry figure through the dim light outside the window.
"What are you doing?" He muttered, turned over, and shrank deeper into the bed.
The afterglow of last night's carnival still lingered, and the headache and sore throat caused by the hangover were greatly weakened in his sleep.
He didn't want to struggle to open his eyes and face the greater pain in reality.
"Morning exercise, and your appointment with Jiang Yu in the library yesterday." Xiao Xiao was stirring something in his hand, and said in a light tone: "It was you who asked me to find a way to wake you up before going to bed last night.
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"I regret it." Zheng Qing hid in the bed and moaned feebly.
Xiao Xiao didn't seem to hear his murmur at all, and the thing under his hand even hit harder.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom."
"Where are they...the two..." Zheng Qing raised his voice and asked lifelessly.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw that Fatty Xin's bed had been lifted, and the vampire werewolf's curtains were hung high.
This gave him some interest in the real world.
"I don't know where Dylan went. He didn't come back all night last night... Fatty Xin ran away early in the morning with a dark face... I guess he remembered the contract he signed last night." Xiao Xiao's chattering voice was in harmony with
The clanging and clanging sounds of the medicine pestle mix together to form a powerful alarm clock.
On the six-poster bed, the huddled quilt rose and fell rhythmically with his breathing. Zheng Qing, who was hiding inside, seemed not to be affected by the alarm clock at all.
But another sleeper in the dormitory couldn't bear the disturbance and finally got up.
Xiao Xiao stood in front of his desk. There were bottles and jars in front of him. From time to time, he would grab a handful of herbs or supplementary materials from these containers and throw them into the medicine mortar in his hand.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding." The copper medicine pestle collided with the jade medicine mortar, making a harsh knocking sound.
The fat cat, who was awakened by the noise, stared in confusion, dragged his heavy steps, walked up to the medicine mortar, sniffed, then meowed in disgust, turned around and ran out of the balcony.
Outside the window, the sun has not yet risen, and a thin mist is flowing evenly. The slightly shining world seems to have a soft-focus mirror, making it extraordinarily delicate and plump.
But this world full of life is not gentle enough for Fat Cat Tuan Tuan.
The birds in the morning were chirping and noisy outside the window, like a lively blind date meeting.
The cat cannot find a clean place to catch up on his sleep.
Tuantuan twitched his ears and stared murderously at the fluttering birds, warning them to be quiet for a while.
But no bird cares about a fat cat that can't fly.
I stared for a while, to no avail.
Sha Mao had no choice but to roll back to the dormitory dejectedly and bury himself in Fatty Xin's bed again.
This time, it tried to bury itself deeper.
Diagonally opposite, another quilt also began to twist.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven..." The quilt squirmed and became more and more arched, and a muffled shout came from inside.
Xiao Xiao glanced at it, sighed, and poured the juice from the medicine mortar into a white porcelain cup. The dark green juice looked particularly deep against the white porcelain wall.
"...Three, two, one!" The quilt was suddenly opened, Zheng Qing had a bitter look on his face, and got up from the bed with half-closed eyes.
"When you go to the library to meet Jiang Yu, pay attention to find out what happened last night... There are fireworks and bright lights at Linzhong Lake in the middle of the night... I always feel that something terrible has happened." Xiao smiled.
Expressively, he handed the white porcelain cup to Zheng Qing and added: "There will be a regular class meeting in the evening... This is the first time since I entered school, and I must not miss it."
"First time, first time, everything is a first time." Zheng Qing yawned, squinted at the suspicious-colored liquid in the cup, and muttered: "What is this."
The dark green concoction smelled of fresh grass, and there was a layer of fine bubbles floating on the juice. It looked like a cup of freshly made milk tea, and there was nothing dangerous about it.
"Hangover medicine, a folk remedy to help you relieve the sequelae of a hangover." Xiao Xiao put the cup into his hand and started to clear away the bottles and cans on the table.
He poured the dregs from the medicine mortar into a paper bag. Zheng Qing poked his head and took a look. Before Xiao Xiao got angry, he pulled his head back and drank the medicine in one go.
"It's so refreshing!" He smacked his mouth, shivered a few times, and his eyes quickly became clear.
"Good stuff!" he added.
Putting down the cup, he asked casually: "What's the name of this medicine? It seems to be very effective."
"No name, I just threw some herbs into it." Xiao Xiao rinsed the medicine mortar, wiped his hands casually, and replied casually: "I was reading historical stories in the morning, and I had an idea, and prepared it by the way... poured out too much
It's a pity, so I let you drink it."
Zheng Qing stared, a finger was already reaching for his throat, and he shouted in a vague voice: "Brother is not a tree sperm... Why do you just test the medicine on people... It will kill people, okay... You are taking revenge! Hong Guoguo
Revenge!"
In the history of the development of wizard herbalism, tree sperm, as the experimental subjects of various herbal medicines, have played a huge role in promoting the continuous progress of magical pharmacy. Therefore, in the eyes of wizards, the subjects for trial of new medicines are labeled as 'trees'.
Sperm's title.
Zheng Qing was very interested in these histories.
He has always been very curious about why in the highly civilized wizarding world, this kind of 'inhumane' behavior towards low-intelligent creatures has not been completely banned.
Of course, he had no intention of caring about the tree sperm testing the medicine now.
His mind has completely sobered up, and his memories before the hangover are getting clearer and clearer.
Xiao Xiao was severely threatened by him once before leaving Wandering Bar last night.
It seems to threaten to make the watermelon head 'face the earth and the chrysanthemums bloom'.
At that time, Zheng Qing's mind was filled with Elena's beautiful image. Although he felt briefly uneasy, he quickly put it behind him.
Now, the little man's revenge has come.
"What did you add?!" Zheng Qing retched for a long time, but only spit out a bunch of water. He had to look at Xiao Xiao with a bitter face and said, "Do you really not need to take some antidote?"
"Lemon slices, mint, grapefruit oil, Tianqi, angelica, tangerine peel, green plum, hawthorn, osmanthus." Xiao Xiao opened the paper bag that had just contained the medicine residue and pointed.
Listening to these mild-tempered herbs, Zheng Qing's anxious heart slowly calmed down, and his originally bluish complexion gradually returned to normal.
"There are also medicines made of three qian of ice silkworm dung, and five taels of concoction made from boy's urine. Among them, boy's urine is the most authentic, and it is the one sold by Baicaotang at a discount some time ago. If you want to make your own medicine, I still have a few kilograms left here.
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Zheng Qing's face suddenly turned green.
Under the quilt, Tuan Tuan poked half of his head out, howled, and looked at the chaotic dormitory with a mocking look.
Then he tightly wrapped himself in the quilt with satisfaction and continued to meet with Duke Zhou.