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Chapter 275 Wuji

Qi Yue didn't care what Qianjintang looked like from the outside. Instead, she became more and more quiet doing what she should do, teaching and studying.

"We still need to post these advertisements." Hu San asked, "No one seems to want to see them..."

"But there are still people who will read it after all." Qi Yue said, pushing the paper over, "It's hot summer now, when germs are easy to breed, so you should pay more attention."

Hu San nodded.

"Speaking of bacteria, Master, what about that Penicillium you grow over there?" he asked.

"It's almost a week, I'll go take a look soon." Qi Yue said.

"Then I'll inform the people in the experimental class to prepare." Hu San said.

Extraction of penicillin was regarded as a pathology course by Qi Yue, and his disciples also regularly participated in the whole process.

When everyone arrived at the Wang family's manor, the tools Hu San asked the craftsmen to make had just arrived.

Looking at those strange porcelain pots, barrels and shelves, the farmers in the garden were very curious, but they did not dare to come forward because the owner had told her that Mrs. Qi was doing something very important and must not be disturbed.

But they didn't dare to come forward when they listened to their master's words. There were still some people who didn't listen to their master's words and came forward.

"Is this for bathing?" Wang Qiaoer asked, patting a wooden bucket and reaching out to grab the cork underneath, "What is this for..."

Qi Yue came over and took her aside.

"Why are you such a naughty kid here again?" she asked, frowning.

"This is my home!" Wang Qiaoer said with a snort.

"It's mine now." Qi Yue said, carrying her out and calling someone.

Several maids hurried over and looked at the young lady who was casually grabbed by Qi Yue like a little chicken.

"It's really hard to have fun here." Qi Yue said to them, "I will get pathogenic bacteria in a few days. If I accidentally get infected, it will cause death."

The servants turned pale with fright and hurriedly pulled Wang Qiao away.

"Auntie." Another child's voice came.

Yan'er, wearing new clothes, ran over like a butterfly. Sure enough, when she saw Wang Qiao'er, she immediately stared with eager eyes.

Look, look, she said she had to come, otherwise her aunt would be snatched away by this nasty guy.

Qi Yue patted his head.

"Auntie, you are busy. I won't disturb you. I'm going to pick fruits in the garden. Can I come back after you're done?" Yan'er said obediently, with a bit of pity, "Auntie, I haven't seen you for a long time.

Already…”

Qi Yue raised his hands in surrender.

"Okay, go ahead." She said, telling her not to go near the house here.

Yan'er nodded obediently.

"Why is she here?" Wang Qiaoer stared.

"Because she is more obedient than you." Qi Yue said.

Yan'er looked at Wang Qiao'er with a bit of pride.

"Go, let's play." Qi Yue patted her shoulder and walked away.

"It's my aunt." Yan'er said with a bit of showoff, and walked away proudly with the girl and servant.

"I'm not as good as this ugly bastard." Wang Qiaoer said, shaking her head, "Let's go, let's go too."

Qi Yue ignored the matter of the two children, put on lab coats, and everyone began to look at the Penicillium in the petri dish.

Because it was an experiment, every disciple did it. There was a table full of people, everyone looked at their own, and there were exclamations and laughter from time to time in the room.

"Okay, okay, now prepare to filter." Qi Yue stopped everyone from joking and clapped her hands and said.

The disciples took out the improved cotton cloth filled with filter cotton that was placed on the shelf.

Extract in a pear-shaped porcelain bottle and add charcoal powder.

Because it was an experiment, all the disciples watched Qi Yue's demonstration and did it together.

"...Add distilled water first..." Qi Yue said while pouring the distilled water in.

Because of the traditional Chinese medicine extraction injection, distilled water is familiar to everyone.

Qi Yue walked around in a circle, instructing everyone to stir, while explaining the principles. As for the purification of penicillin, she didn't care much, she was more concerned about treating this as an experimental class.

"Master, should you put the vinegar water or seaweed water first?" a disciple asked.

Qi Yue looked at the others.

"I've told him several times, who will tell him?" she asked with a smile.

A disciple immediately answered with a smile.

The experiment was conducted in a relaxed atmosphere.

"Master, is this the kind of penicillin that can quickly kill bacteria?" The disciples looked at the small tubes in their hands and asked in disbelief.

The penicillin solution extracted by everyone was placed in small, slender porcelain bottles. Hu San asked the craftsmen to imitate Qi Yue's syringes and fired white porcelain test tubes. They were also marked according to the scale on the syringes.

, just used to hold the dose of penicillin.

Qi Yue also looked at it with her own, feeling an indescribable feeling.

This is...penicillin?

Is it that simple? Is it really possible?

"Whether it has any effect depends on the next test," she said.

"How to test it?" the disciples asked.

"Be careful these days. If you have patients with sores, boils, inflammation and pus, you can collect the pathogenic bacteria." Qi Yue said.

Look at the sky outside, it's already past noon.

"Okay, okay, today's class is over. Let's pack up and get ready to go back." She clapped her hands and said.

Qi Yue washed her hands, sanitized her hands, changed her clothes and walked out, then she remembered that there were two children here.

"Have you left already? It's hot and stuffy here, and it's past dinner time. What child can bear it?" She muttered as she walked along the road and just reached the orchard.

"…This is my home!"

"...I picked this first..."

"...Hey, hey, please call me Miss. If you have something to say, don't do anything."

"...Who are you talking about? Just mind yourself first..."

Qi Yue shook her fan and shook her head.

It was still very cool by the pond. When Qi Yue was preparing the barbecue, Wang Qiao and Yan'er also came over after freshening up.

"Look, it's so clean and beautiful." Qi Yue said with a smile.

Yan'er clutched her pigtails with a bit of pride, while Wang Qiao'er on the side gave her a blank look.

"It's not about you, you are not beautiful no matter how clean you are." She said.

"Hey, Miss Wang, it's time for you to go back." Qi Yue said.

Wang Qiaoer looked at the meat skewers sizzling on the barbecue grill.

"This is me..." she said.

"This place is mine now, and I paid for it." Qi Yue interrupted her and extended his hand to her, "Miss, I, the master, have to see off guests."

Saying this, he shook the grilled meat skewers towards Yan'er.

"Come on, Yan'er, you're so hungry, let's have a taste." She said with a smile.

Sure enough, her aunt loves her the most! Yaner passed away happily.

Seeing the ugly girl eating so deliciously and her own lady standing aside in embarrassment, the servant girl couldn't help it anymore.

"Ms. Qi, you're a kid, don't be like this," an older one said with a smile.

"Why not?" Qi Yue looked at her, as if strange, "She doesn't like me, and I don't like her either. Besides, she's not hungry, so why should I treat her to food?"

what…

The servant girl was speechless.

After all, Wang Qiaoer didn't eat anything, so she got home in the car angrily and went straight to Mrs. Ning's place.

"Grandma," she shouted, throwing herself into Mrs. Ning's arms, "find daddy and come back!"

Mrs. Ning smiled and pulled her up to sit down.

"What's going on?" she asked, "Didn't you go to live in the country with your great-grandfather? Why are you looking for your father again?"

Wang Qiaoer was too lazy to say anything, so he grabbed some snacks on the side and ate them.

"Hurry up and find Daddy." She said, following Yan'er's fuss for a long time. She was so hungry that she kept her heart in mind and murmured as she ate.

"Why do you want your father to come back?" Mrs. Ning asked with a smile, taking the tea.

"Let him get married to that Lady Qi." Wang Qiaoer said.

Mrs. Ning was drinking tea. When she heard this, her hand shook and she spilled it.

This was a rare gaffe on her part.

"What?" She looked at Qiao'er, thinking she had heard wrong.

"Let Daddy get married to that Lady Qi as soon as possible!" Wang Qiaoer swallowed her snack and spoke clearly.

Mrs. Ning looked at her in surprise.

"Why?" she couldn't help but ask.

This is probably the first time Wang Qiaoer has said such words since she was able to express herself.

"Because I don't like her." Wang Qiaoer took a bite of the snack and said.

Mrs. Ning was completely confused.

"Qiao'er, are you serious?" She is an adult after all and knows how to look at the key points of things. She asked with a smile, "I really told your father to come back."

Wang Qiaoer nodded, with a bit of impatience and even a bit of expectation.

"Yes, yes, hurry up, grandma, hurry up and get dad back to get married," she said.

How dare you not please me! How dare you drive me away!

Let’s see what the ugly child will do then, and see if that hateful woman dares to do this to herself!

Wang Qiaoer couldn't help but smile with a bit of pride.

Seeing Qi Yue treating a child so forcefully, Hu San, who heard other disciples' descriptions, told A'ru again, and A'ru came over to ask Qi Yue.

"You said you are such an adult, why would you care about a child?" she said.

Today's Aru is no longer the slave who always respected the Lord as his heaven.

"First of all, this naughty child really scares me. I'm really afraid that she will burn down my laboratory accidentally..." Qi Yue laughed, paused, "Besides, it's just to avoid suspicion."

"Avoid suspicion?" Aru asked in confusion.

Qi Yue rubbed her hands and laughed.

"I am as beautiful as a flower, talented and virtuous, so it is easy for scandals to spread...especially since I have a diamond-rich father..." she laughed.

Aru barely understood the words she spoke, but this did not prevent her from understanding Qi Yue's meaning.

"I just realized that you are still so narcissistic." Aru said with a smile.

I also used a word I learned from Qi Yue.

Qi Yue laughed, and Aru felt relieved and let the matter go without mentioning it again.

Several disciples in the front hall were complaining.

"You know, it's really annoying. We originally received the patient, but the family insisted on us carrying the patient to Kangrentang..."

"That's too much! What's even more annoying is that the guy from Kangrentang is still fanning the flames, saying that Qianjintang values ​​​​a thousand pieces of gold, and no one can come in without money..."

Qi Yue laughed after hearing this.

This is not the same as the saying that the yamen door faces south, don't come in if you have reason but no money.

"Master, you are still laughing." The disciples said, "We are all in trouble. They are slandering us like this. They are trying to push us to a dead end."

"No one can push us to a dead end." Qi Yue said with a smile, "Our medical skills and our reputation cannot be wiped out by just a few words like this. Time will test everything."

Although people outside no longer have that kind of fairy-like trust in Qi Yue, the disciples remain the same as before.

As long as this woman says it, then it must be something.

A burst of thunder rolled over, dark clouds gathered, and the people on the street suddenly quickened their pace.

"It's going to rain, Master, come in quickly," the disciples said.

Qi Yue responded and glanced at the sky outside.

"The rain is about to come, the wind is filling the building." She sighed, turned around and came in.

Heavy raindrops fell, and in a small courtyard in the city, there were screams of pain, and then the door opened and an old woman crawled out.

"Come on, help... call the doctor... I... can't survive..." She shouted hoarsely, reaching out to grab the dusty ground caused by the rain, and crawled forward with great effort.

The heavy rain drowned out her voice.

Soon the old woman stopped moving, her hand still stretched forward with nostalgia for life. The rain washed away, revealing patches of black and purple on her hands and arms, and her face, which was lying on the ground, soon seeped out.

Blood stains spread in all directions with the rain.*** (To be continued)


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