Murong Feixue nodded: "Okay, what medicine do you want?"
Shennong took off Mo Zishang's clothes, revealing Mo Zishang's strong body. The golden needle in his hand kept moving on Mo Zishang's body, and he said as if he had not thought about it: "Six liang of amomum villosum, four liang of Gastrodia elata."
Money, Guangbai three or two cents..."
While Murong Feixue was searching for the medicinal materials that Shennong wanted among thousands of medicinal materials, she accurately measured out the dosage of the medicinal materials in her hands. Thick beads of sweat appeared on her head and she didn't even have time to wipe them away.
Time passed by, and Murong Feixue felt that she had almost searched for all the medicinal materials in Shennong's place. Finally, she heard Shennong say: "These are the medicines. Find a big wooden barrel and put the first four hundred
Put the sixty-three medicines in first, use internal force to heat the water, and then add the remaining medicines when the water boils."
After hearing this, Murong Feixue hurriedly followed Shennong's instructions.
But at this moment, Fuxi welcomed an unexpected person - Ning Qingqing.
"Fuxi, why are you here?" Ning Qingqing looked at Fuxi with a flushed face.
Fuxi looked at Ning Qingqing impatiently, but had to be wary: "What are you doing here?"
Ning Qingqing took out a medicine glowing with purple light from her pocket: "This is the Condensing Herb. Obasan asked me to deliver it."
"Obasan?" Fuxi looked at the suspicious-looking Ningshencao in Ning Qingqing's hand in confusion and asked, "How did he know we would need this?"
Ning Qingqing looked shy - unfortunately her face had the opposite effect - and said to Fuxi: "Fuxi, I don't know, Obasang may have sent Murong Feixue because he was his designated disciple.
Come."
Fuxi sneered in his heart, is it Ning Qingqing who has no brains, or the people behind Ning Qingqing have no brains? Just after Mo Zishang's accident, they sent the healing holy medicine Condensing Herb, and also asked Ning Qingqing, who had always had a quarrel with Murong Feixue, to send it
?
"You can take it back first, I don't want it now." Fuxi rejected Ning Qingqing, then added: "I don't like stalking women."
When Ning Qingqing heard this, she said faster than a rabbit: "Then I'll leave."
Fuxi looked at Ning Qingqing's fat back, silently wary of possible accidents.
Ning Qingqing only took a few steps back when she heard a scream - "Ah!!!"
Fuxi remained motionless and used his soul to examine the direction where the scream came from. Sure enough, it was Ning Qingqing! Ning Qingqing's whole body was glowing with green. The Ningshen Grass that was in her hand just now had lost its purple color.
The light, like Ning Qingqing, presents a greenish light!
This is not the Condensing Grass! Fuxi was determined and took back his soul. Ning Qingqing was dead. It seemed that the other party didn't care about this chess piece at all. Donghuang and Lu Chengxuan were dead. Who was the person behind this?
In the room, Shennong and Murong Feixue stared nervously at Mo Zishang. Shennong had just inserted ninety-nine and eighty-one needles into Mo Zishang. If Mo Zishang was awake, these needles would be enough to kill him.
The pain caused him to break his usual calm demeanor, but now Mo Zishang could only have a pale face, and frowned tightly in a deep coma.
"Shen Nong, how is senior brother?" Murong Feixue asked nervously.
The expression on Shennong's face was solemn. He checked Mo Zishang's pulse again and said to Murong Feixue: "I'm only half sure. That's it. It was Fuxi who fed Mo Zishang the life-threatening elixir."
Half of it." Murong Feixue nodded: "Okay, what medicine do you want?"
Shennong took off Mo Zishang's clothes, revealing Mo Zishang's strong body. The golden needle in his hand kept moving on Mo Zishang's body, and he said as if he had not thought about it: "Six liang of amomum villosum, four liang of Gastrodia elata."
Money, Guangbai three or two cents..."
While Murong Feixue was searching for the medicinal materials that Shennong wanted among thousands of medicinal materials, she accurately measured out the dosage of the medicinal materials in her hands. Thick beads of sweat appeared on her head and she didn't even have time to wipe them away.
Time passed by, and Murong Feixue felt that she had almost searched for all the medicinal materials in Shennong's place. Finally, she heard Shennong say: "These are the medicines. Find a big wooden barrel and put the first four hundred
Put the sixty-three medicines in first, use internal force to heat the water, and then add the remaining medicines when the water boils."
After hearing this, Murong Feixue hurriedly followed Shennong's instructions.
But at this moment, Fuxi welcomed an unexpected person - Ning Qingqing.
"Fuxi, why are you here?" Ning Qingqing looked at Fuxi with a flushed face.
Fuxi looked at Ning Qingqing impatiently, but had to be wary: "What are you doing here?"
Ning Qingqing took out a medicine glowing with purple light from her pocket: "This is the Condensing Herb. Obasan asked me to deliver it."
"Obasan?" Fuxi looked at the suspicious-looking Ningshencao in Ning Qingqing's hand in confusion and asked, "How did he know we would need this?"
Ning Qingqing looked shy - unfortunately her face had the opposite effect - and said to Fuxi: "Fuxi, I don't know, Obasang may have sent Murong Feixue because he was his designated disciple.
Come."
Fuxi sneered in his heart, is it Ning Qingqing who has no brains, or the people behind Ning Qingqing have no brains? Just after Mo Zishang's accident, they sent the healing holy medicine Condensing Herb, and also asked Ning Qingqing, who had always had a quarrel with Murong Feixue, to send it
?
"You can take it back first, I don't want it now." Fuxi rejected Ning Qingqing, then added: "I don't like stalking women."
When Ning Qingqing heard this, she said faster than a rabbit: "Then I'll leave."
Fuxi looked at Ning Qingqing's fat back, silently wary of possible accidents.
Ning Qingqing only took a few steps back when she heard a scream - "Ah!!!"
Fuxi remained motionless and used his soul to examine the direction where the scream came from. Sure enough, it was Ning Qingqing! Ning Qingqing's whole body was glowing with green. The Ningshen Grass that was in her hand just now had lost its purple color.
The light, like Ning Qingqing, presents a greenish light!
This is not the Condensing Grass! Fuxi was determined and took back his soul. Ning Qingqing was dead. It seemed that the other party didn't care about this chess piece at all. Donghuang and Lu Chengxuan were dead. Who was the person behind this?
In the room, Shennong and Murong Feixue stared nervously at Mo Zishang. Shennong had just inserted ninety-nine and eighty-one needles into Mo Zishang. If Mo Zishang was awake, these needles would be enough to kill him.
The pain caused him to break his usual calm demeanor, but now Mo Zishang could only have a pale face, and frowned tightly in a deep coma.
"Shen Nong, how is senior brother?" Murong Feixue asked nervously.
The expression on Shennong's face was solemn. He checked Mo Zishang's pulse again and said to Murong Feixue: "I'm only half sure. That's it. It was Fuxi who fed Mo Zishang the life-threatening elixir."