After asking Aunt Xi, Yu Wenhao went back and took Yuan Qingling for a walk in the yard.
Yuan Qingling was obviously still in a bad mood. Yu Wenhao held her hand and walked, but she seemed unable to move.
"Are you tired?" Yu Wenhao helped her sit in the pavilion. The wind was a bit strong, so he took off his cloak and hugged her, "Do you want to go back?"
Yuan Qingling shook her head, pulled him to sit down, and then took out the medicine box from her sleeve pocket. The medicine box became larger. She opened it and pushed it to Yu Wenhao, "Look."
Yu Wenhao came over and took a look, "What are you looking at?"
He didn't understand these things, and even the words on the box he could understand were very few, and there were a lot of chicken intestines.
Yuan Qingling took out the medicines one by one, taking more and more. She made several categories. Finally, her eyes were fixed on a glasses case. When she picked up the glasses case, there was another layer of things underneath, but
, this layer of things is locked.
Yuwen Hao was dumbfounded.
"You...your box is not big, but why can it hold so many things?"
When Yuan Qingling was reminded by him, he looked at the table full of medicines in shock. The medicine in this box actually filled the table.
And she looked at her box again, only to find that half of the box was filled with medicines.
She fell down on the chair and murmured: "Crazy, really crazy."
Yu Wenhao reached out to help her take it out, taking more and more. In the end, there was a layer of things underneath, "Why is there a knife? What is this? Tweezers? Pliers?"
Yuan Qingling leaned over to take a look and was dumbfounded. There were even surgical instruments.
And underneath, there was something, I don’t know what it was, it was sealed with a layer of white film, and she didn’t even have the courage to tear open the white film to see.
Yu Wenhao looked at her in shock, "Old Yuan, you really need to seriously investigate where this box came from."
Yuan Qingling said pitifully: "I don't know."
Yu Wenhao frowned and looked at her, "You must have met some great immortal, right? I'll take you to the abbot of Huguo Temple tomorrow."
"Farewell, Prince Ji is at the Huguo Temple. This thing... has no mysterious origin." Yuan Qingling said in a serious tone.
Yu Wenhao said: "Isn't this mysterious? Normally, can your box hold so many things?"
Yuan Qingling gritted his teeth and said: "Obviously it's possible. Look, isn't it all fake? The eyes are sometimes the biggest liars, they always confuse our brains. No, no, we are the ones who made the mistake.
The brain, it sends the wrong message, what our eyes see is not real..."
She looked at him helplessly, okay, she couldn't make it up anymore.
Yu Wenhao looked at her evasive eyes, "What are you hiding from me? You actually know the origin of this box. It's not the messy reasons you originally said. You do know, don't you?"
Yuan Qingling said melancholy: "I really don't know why this is happening. This is beyond the scope of my understanding. I have never learned this."
She didn't know what controlled the medicine cabinet. In this era, there weren't even computers, let alone supercomputers.
She smiled bitterly. The medicine box could no longer grow or shrink like Ant-Man. It even had its own consciousness and could add medicines independently. The most important thing was, whose consciousness was the medicine box connected to? Or,
Whose brain is connected?
As someone who has studied brain development for a long time, she was puzzled.
Yu Wenhao made a decision, "No, I will go to Huguo Temple tomorrow."
Yuan Qingling looked at him. A man with such a firm belief was so nervous that he went to pray to God and worship Buddha.
The two of them slowly put the things back in. The small medicine box suddenly swallowed everything in their stomachs, which was incredible.
Yuan Qingling felt that the atomic order of the medicine box should have changed, but even so, it still needs to be controlled. So, who is controlling the medicine box?