Wen Rou stood up with Wen Zixian and wanted to leave. Aunt Lin grabbed her and put the fruit plate on the table into a big bag for her: "Child, take it on the road and eat it. Come and see Aunt Lin when you have time.
Auntie will keep you something delicious.”
Wenrou couldn't refuse, so she had to take the bag and said, "Thank you, Aunt Lin, I will definitely come to see you when I have time."
Aunt Lin sent the three of them out of the door and watched them get in the car and leave.
In the back seat, Wen Zixian frowned with a young face, flirted through the information on the seat, and threw it aside.
In front co-pilot, Wen Rou opened the bag on her knees, pine nuts, pistachios, raisins... crispy pears, sweet oranges, millet bananas...
While eating, you can see the scenery of Jiangnan. If the years can be so quiet, well, how can there be any peaceful years?
The car is someone else's car, and there is no clue about how to complete the task, so Chuchu's injury cannot be cured...
"Well," Wen Rou decided to win a chance for herself, "Well, Wen Zixian, do you want some pistachios? Be happy at a young age, always have a bitter face, and you will grow old very quickly."
Wen Zixian didn't even raise his head: "No need."
It's so boring for men who don't like eating.
"Well, what position is still short of people in your company?"
"You go to the recruitment website and the Human Resources Department will post recruitment information online."
"I mean, are you still short of people around you? For example, assistant, secretary... I can't ask for a salary." Wen Rou felt that she was really fighting.
“No shortage.”
The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and the temperature was very low. Li Ziming, who was driving, had sweat on his forehead layer by layer, flowing down his cheeks.
Wen Rou wanted to say: I will give you a chance to reorganize your language.
But in fact, it was her who organized the language.
"Rou Rou, we thought of it!" Douzi's voice suddenly rang in his mind.
"Ah!" Wen Rou, who was organizing the language, was so shocked that she screamed directly.
Li Ziming hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, don't worry about me." Wen Rou waved her hand apologized.
Douzi: "Rourou, we have come up with a solution. We can use Qin Leng Ren Hua. Even if we have a breath, we can give her life. If the amount is enough, it will be fine for three or five years to last for a year or two.
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Wen Rou sighed: "Douzi is really a research talent!" He did not give up. "The question is, do you mention these medicinal materials on earth?"
"The database is provided according to the area where it is located, regardless of whether it is present or not, at least it has existed. Let's pass all the materials needed to you!"
Wen Rou instantly added detailed information about all the medicinal materials in her mind.
"Let's check first. If all these medicinal herbs can be found, then go and treat Miss Zixuan."
"Rourou, let's send you the detailed methods and steps of treating Zixuan."
Wen Rou had specific methods and steps to remove the ghosts in her mind.
First, it is necessary to determine the patient's poisonous infiltration, that is, the proportion of the ghosts and poisons occupying her life.
Zero percent is not poisoned, 100 percent is completely poisoned, and they are immediately dead.
The preset premise of the treatment method of beans is that the patient is soaked within 80% of the poison and can be rescued. If more than 80% are left, he will be unable to recover.
The method of checking poison soaking is also given in detail.
Including observing the thickness of the skin, the proportion of the skin, and the pulse and listen to the heart.
The specific situation of the pulse is clearly listed, and even a novice can be found.
"In other words, I need to go and see Miss Zixuan again. I have confirmed that her poisonous impotence is still 80%. I will prepare medicine for her treatment. If it exceeds it, let's save it, right?"
"There are also the patients' specific symptoms and poisonous conditions to prepare for the patient," said Rouru and Rou.
Wen Rou carefully prepared the methods, steps and herbs in her mind, and sighed: "This disease is not easy to cure."
"But it is difficult to treat, but it must be cured. If Miss Zixuan is cured, I will have the opportunity to complete the task."
Wen Rou turned her head and said to Wen Zixian: "I want to go back and take my pulse for Miss Zixuan."
Wen Zixian looked up and looked at her, like a gorilla.
Wen Judo: "Maybe, I mean maybe, I can cure Miss Zixuan's disease, but if I don't guarantee, I have to check her first."
Wen Zixian said lightly: "Stop messing around."
Li Ziming wiped the sweat from his face: "Mr. Wen, let Sister Wen Rou try it? Maybe it can do it."
Wen Zixian was already displeased: "Master Li, for your sake, I can allow her to make trouble again and again, but Sister Zixuan is a matter of life, so don't get involved."
Wen Rou turned her head and looked at Wen Zixian and said seriously: "Wen Zixian, if Miss Zixuan is not saved because of you, I hope you will not live in guilt in the future."
Wen Zixian sneered: "It seems like you can really cure it."
"Will I really be cured?"
"If you can cure... I agree to your conditions, you can stay by my side and be an assistant for me."
"One word is certain!"
Wen Zixian: "..." I seem to have fallen into the circle!
Li Ziming: "Are we going back now?"
Wen Judo: "Of course, how can you cure the disease without taking the pulse?"
Wen Zixian: Is it still too late to regret it?
As a boss-level figure, Wen Zixian did not end up regretting it.
The car parked at the door of the villa again.
Wen Rou: "Don't tell Aunt Lin that she can cure her illness first, so as not to fail her hope, just say I want to touch Miss Zixuan's pulse."
The three of them entered the living room of Aunt Lin’s house again.
"Take the pulse?" Aunt Lin looked surprised, "Girl, can you see a doctor?"
Wen Rou squeezed out a smile: "I can't say I'm going to see a doctor. I just want to take my sister Zixuan's pulse. Is it helpful?"
Aunt Lin thought about it for a while, but still agreed to Wenrou's request and took her upstairs again.
In the dark room, the woman was not sleeping peacefully, her body twitched occasionally, and an unknown black liquid flowed out of the corners of her mouth.
Wen Rou was also afraid to wake up her. She is now looking, and the effects of sleeping pills and painkillers are already very limited.
Aunt Lin carefully lifted the quilt to reveal Zixuan's arm.
The slender arms are covered with black texture, and the texture sometimes moves, which is shocking.
Wen Rou carefully placed her four fingers on Miss Zixuan's wrist veins.
After feeling it a little, the dish felt the pulse, the pulse was thin and heavy, as if the true energy was like a fucking spring.
Wen Rou carefully compared the method given by Douzi carefully.
After touching his left hand, he took the pulse of his right hand.
It took ten minutes.
Douzi said happily: "Rou Rou, there is still help. You can basically confirm that this girl's poison is about 70%!"
Wen Rou said unhappyly: "But her current toxicity is developing very fast. Once we prepare the medicinal materials, we don't know how much it has developed."