Langzhong Song snatched the herbs from Fu Shiyi's hand and put them into the medical box, but Fu Shiyi stopped him at the door and looked at Old Mrs. Mu in a steady manner.

The struggle flashed through the old lady Mu's eyes:

"Then my son's life will be entrusted to Miss Fu."

Everyone looked shocked.

After all, Fu Shiyi's origin is unknown, and no one knows whether she understands pharmacology.

Langzhong Song reacted and was so angry that he glared at him. However, he knew that Old Lady Mu treated the dead horse as a living horse and stopped making a sound, but he had no intention of leaving. He wanted to see what kind of reputation Fu Shiyi could make.

Outside the hospital.

When the villagers of Songjia Village heard that Mrs. Mu actually agreed to Fu Shiyi to treat Song Fugui, they were all dumbfounded. Although everyone knew that the hope was slim, they still prayed in their hearts that Fu Shiyi could bring miracles. After all, Mrs. Mu's family is the kindest on weekdays.

In the room.

Fu Shiyi took the medical box of Langzhong Song again and picked out three insect-cold grass, four Mukuipi, and eight Baolian seeds... There were thirteen herbs in total.

The more Langzhong Song looked at him, his brows became deeper and deeper.

Mukuipi is cold, and Song Fugui is most taboo to use this medicine at this time, which is undoubtedly a death-induced talisman.

He opened his mouth and said nothing in the end. Because the drugs were mutually reborn, he didn't understand the principle of harmonization that Fu Shiyi had captured.

Fu Shiyi took the herbs and walked towards the kitchen to the west of the east wing. Erxiang turned alertly to the small medicine stove in Cui's room next door, took it out, and followed it into the kitchen.

The kitchen is not big.

Except for Old Lady Mu who stayed in the room to take care of Song Fugui, the rest of the people rushed in.

Fu Shiyi's eyebrows were clumped:

"I just need one to help with the fire, and the rest of the people can retreat outside the kitchen."

"Then I will leave it behind. I am the best at making soup."

Doctor Song volunteered.

Fu Shiyi looked at him in surprise.

She didn't think much about it, but at this moment she quickly passed the prescription cooking process in her mind.

There are some pine leaves in the kitchen.

Fu Shiyi turned to Song Chun and Erxiang outside the door and said, "I need three-foot thick pine wood as fuel, cut it into pieces ten inches long, and a total of sixty-six pieces."

After saying that.

Turning back to the kitchen.

Scoop a spoonful of water into the water tank and pour it into a large iron pot. After washing it, I poured a spoonful of water in it. Then I said to Langzhong Song: "Light up and boil the water."

Doctor Song looked confused.

"Why is this little girl going to use a big iron pot to boil medicine?"

Although Langzhong Song felt that it was unreliable, Fu Shiyi occasionally popped up one or two profound words, and the other party's skillful movements scared him for a moment.

"Gulugulu"

After the water in the large iron pot boils.

Fu Shiyi washed it again.

Then empty the female ashes in the stove.

At this time, Song Chun had already cut down more than a dozen pine trees in the backyard. Erxiang Mashes were carried to the kitchen with dustpan. Under the command of Fu Shiyi, Song Langzhong began to make a fire.

After the large iron pot was burned red.

Fu Shiyi took a deep breath and threw down the three insect and cold grass......

Half an hour later.

A scent of medicine came from the kitchen.

The fragrance of medicine drifted outside the hospital.

Song Cuishan, a one-eyed man in the crowd, twitched his nose, and then he seemed to think of something. Tong Kong suddenly opened his eyes wide and exclaimed:

"This...this medicine smell...this smell seems to be falling down from Tiantang Mountain in the Heavenly King Temple."

As soon as this is said.

Everyone sneered.

Then he found something wrong, and immediately held back his laughter and scolded Song Cuishan: "Oh, Cuishan, don't brag, you can go to Tiantangshan, that's where the temple master and the old god live, and even the temple master Zhu can't easily step on."

Song Cuishan sneered.

His chest was straightened.

The sound of the urn said:

"I went to Paradise Mountain with Uncle Furen. Although I didn't see the old god, I was fortunate to stand outside the old god's alchemy room for a while. The fragrance of medicine coming from the alchemy room at that time was the same as today."

Song Cui Mountain passed Tiantang Mountain.

Everyone knows it.

Because the other party is talking to each other every day.

He heard this and was half-believing and half-doubted, and he didn't say anything more.

at this time.

Old Mrs. Mu, who was originally caring for in the room, rushed out with a gust of wind and quickly spoke to everyone. Suddenly, Old Mrs. Mu was afraid that the noise of these people would disturb Fu Shiyi to make herbs.

Everyone was extremely reluctant to leave.

However, under the cannibalistic gaze of Mrs. Mu, she could only retreat three feet away, stood far away outside the Song family courtyard, stopped and watched, but she was reluctant to leave.

In the kitchen.

At this time, the lid in the large iron pot kept bouncing.

A stream of refreshing fragrance of medicine came to his nose. Langzhong Song, who was over 60 years old, looked gray at this time, but his two eyes were full of wisdom.

"Dr. Song, take out all the pine wood in the stove."

"yes"

at this time.

Langzhong Song seemed to have lost his contempt for Fu Shiyi, but instead seemed to have returned to the little medicine boy, carefully following every instruction from Fu Shiyi.

After the pine wood fades.

The lid of the large iron pot stopped moving.

Fu Shiyi took a deep breath, and under the nervous gaze of Langzhong Song, he uncovered the lid of the pot, but saw a special fragrance coming from the green liquid condensed from the pot.

“Fu…”

Langzhong Song looked strange and wanted to ask questions, but Fu Shiyi was quick to use a shovel to shovel the green liquid out of the pot, and went straight to Song Fugui's room, and used a wooden spoon scalded with boiling water to apply the boiled green liquid to Song Fugui's nine wounds.

It's strange to say.

After applying the green liquid.

A stream of black blood immediately emerged from the wound, and the black blood fell to the ground, like sulfuric acid, which actually corroded a three-inch-deep hole on the floor.

Old Mrs. Mu was stunned.

Afterward.

Ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and he immediately wanted to give Fu Shiyi a great gift:

"Thank you for helping Miss Fu!"

"You can't do it, old lady, get up quickly."

Fu Shiyi quickly supported Mrs. Mu. He watched the black complexion of Song Fugui's lips faded on the bed, and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Old lady, now I have just removed most of the toxins from Uncle Fugui. From then on, I have to take green liquid every day for a month to remove the toxicity."

Get the exact answer.

Old Mrs. Mu's waist, which had been stretched straight, suddenly relaxed, her eyes turned red, and she waved to Song Chun and called in: "Kowtow to Miss Fu quickly. If she hadn't taken action, your father's life would have been gone."

This time.

But Old Lady Mu insisted that Song Chun kowtowed Fu Shiyi three times.

Fu Shiyi felt a little embarrassed.

However, when the other party kowtowed and got up, she suddenly felt a dizzy feeling, and then a strange energy flowed through her body, and most of the hidden injuries on her original body were gone.

and.

The memory of Yituanjihu also seems to have signs of awakening.

Fu Shiyi suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.

Truely said:

"old lady"
Chapter completed!