"Doctor Bai, is this a thorn vine?" Fusang's eyes were shining brightly as he studied the fish basket.
Bai Qingchen nodded slightly. Fusang suddenly smiled.
"Then dad's illness will be cured. Xiaoyang, thank you, thank you." Fusang held Fengteng's hand and shook it from side to side excitedly.
Feng Teng ignored Fusang and just looked at Bai Qingchen alertly.
"Fusang, that's not enough." Bai Qingchen patted Fusang and said softly.
"Gah?" The smile stopped abruptly.
"With the thorn vine, two other rare medicinal materials are needed. But these two medicinal materials have only been recorded in ancient books, and so far, no one has seen them."
"Wouldn't it be useless to find the thorn vine?" Fusang was about to cry. How could this happen?
"Doctor Bai, you clearly said that it would be enough to find the thorn vine."
As she spoke, Fusang's tears fell, but she wiped them away very quickly. She couldn't cry. Crying was the most useless expression. Now that she has reached this point, crying is cowardly, even if she sheds all her tears.
, to no avail!
"Fusang and thorn vines are just things recorded in ancient books, but you found them, so..." Bai Qingchen glanced at Feng Teng with a pointed look,
"Do you remember what I told you? Maybe when the opportunity comes, they will come uninvited."
Fusang seemed to realize something, and suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Teng, holding Feng Teng's arm tightly with both hands, his face full of pleading,
"You found the thorn vine, and you must know the others too."
"What's in your head? He didn't even say anything. I don't know." Feng Teng obviously wanted to yell at Fusang, but when he saw her tears, his voice softened immediately.
Damn it, not only is her blood cursed, her tears are even more cursed.
"Uh~" Fusang was stunned and shrank his neck. This time he was convinced by the scolding.
Bai Qingchen felt that although Feng Teng was angry, this rage was completely different from the bloodthirsty rage of thousands of years ago. As he observed, under the influence of Fusang, the Dragon King had indeed undergone subtle changes.
"Old man, don't sneer and say, what kind of medicine is it?" Feng Teng's sharp eyes swept over Bai Qingchen. Although the fairy aura had disappeared, the fairy ring on his head could not escape his eyes.
Old man? Although Fusang really doesn't know how old Bai Qingchen is, because he seems to have never aged since he followed him, and he has always had a very elegant posture. But he doesn't look like an old man at all, and he looks like he is only in his twenties.
The way to get ahead.
Bai Qingchen didn't take Feng Teng's name seriously and cleared his throat.
"One is Ten Thousand Years Snow Ginseng. Although it is called snow ginseng, it is fiery red all over. From a distance, it looks like burning flames. It is said to be on the snow island in Xuecheng. The other is stone barley flower, which grows in mountain streams.
Among the cracks in the stone, there are pale pink flowers with three petals, the size of copper coins, but they are not recorded in the medical books. All rare and precious treasures are guarded by spirit beasts. If you really go looking for them, you may be in danger.
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Fusang was dumbfounded when he heard that these were not only rare medicinal materials, they might just be legends at all. Fusang no longer even had the desire to ask Feng Teng, but just stared blankly at the fish basket.
What should she do? If she really can't find other medicinal materials, will she watch her father disappear from her life...