Chapter 147 Golden Sore Medicine Causes Jealousy
Shen Li didn't bring much medicine for sores.
Seeing that there was only the last half bottle left, he tightly hid it in his sleeve, and said to the injured person, "Sorry, it's all used up."
The student saw the vial in his sleeve, but said nothing. No one is obliged to give up his medicine, he licked his dry lips, and said with a wry smile, "It's okay."
Suddenly, Bu Zhan pointed at the top of the cliff, a small but nimble figure.
They have passed many people along the way, who is in front at the moment?
Zhe Yu squinted his long and narrow eyes, looking at the small ball on the cliff.
Following that, the students of Kunming Academy saw Zhe Yu, who had been moving forward at a constant speed like a green pine, move. The speed of his body, like a flying fox in the snow, or like a galloping leopard, is unimaginable.
Everyone rubbed their eyes, is this his true strength? How good is the lightness skill, to be able to walk on the cliff like walking on flat ground?
Who is between the cliffs?
Naturally, it is a hundred herbal poems.
Baicaoshi woke up and found that Zheyu was gone. Going out to ask Zhenyilou, Zhenyilou told her angrily that today the academy students climbed up together.
You know, there are still a few Dendrobium officinale plants on this cliff that have not been picked yet. Baicaoshi was only worried that someone who didn't have eyes would step on the elixir, so she didn't care about being sick, and wanted to pick the fairy grass in front of her.
She was lucky today. She walked over and dug a lot of trees.
At this time, she has already noticed the strong wind behind her, and she knows something is wrong, and being caught by the people of the academy will have a bad influence on Zhe Yu. After picking this Dendrobium officinale, she was about to go up, when the gravel slipped under her feet, and she felt dizzy instantly.
I cried out from the bottom of my heart, alas, it's really not worth losing my life for a piece of grass.
The imaginary free fall didn't happen, she fell into an embrace. Zhe Yu held her slender waist with one hand, spun around in the air, and landed firmly on the cliff.
Most of all, when she looked back and smiled, Baicaoshi was full of surprises.
"Walking around while sick?" Zhe Yu's anger brought her back to reality.
As if offering a treasure, she showed him the herbal medicine in her palm, "The fairy grass in the world, Dendrobium candidum. Would you like to try it?"
Zhe Yu looked at the sections of herbal medicine, spread out on Baicaoshi's wounded palm, she always did this, giving him the best.
"Fresh products are the most important for Dendrobium. When doctors use medicine, they require fresh Dendrobium candidum to be used as medicine." Baicaoshi specially explained, took out a pot of water from the small back basket, cleaned it on the spot, and then handed it to Zhe Yu.
Zhe Yu took it and chewed it carefully, only feeling sweet and slightly sticky, fresh and refreshing.
"Ahhh!" Bu Zhan's magic voice pierced his ears, and he grabbed Zhe Yu's only remaining section of dendrobium, feeling extremely heartbroken. "Such a precious herbal medicine, why do you eat it without disease or pain? Isn't this wasteful?"
Afterwards, he performed a face-changing Sichuan opera and said to Baicaoshi, "Girl, do you still have Dendrobium? I want to eat it too."
"It's gone." Although Baicaoshi wanted Bu Zhan's signature very much, but after meeting the real person, the gap was a bit big.
Other students caught up and saw Baicaoshi collecting herbs and having an unusual relationship with Zheyu. Someone asked, "Does the girl have medicine for wounds?"
He asked with the mentality of trying, who would have thought that Baicao Poetry really existed.
The student was overjoyed, "Miss is really a good hand, the pain will disappear immediately after using it."
Baicaoshi collected the medicine, and said generously: "You are Zhe Yu's classmates, so I should help you."
This favorability has been greatly improved, and everyone is grateful to Zhe Yu.
Xia Hengye was injured. He had applied Shen Li's golden sore medicine before, but the amount was too small, and now he began to bleed again. "Girl, can you help me with some medicine? I can pay for it."
Baicaoshi looked at Zhe Yu, Zhe Yu nodded. "Let me see the wound."
As the saying goes, there is specialization in the art industry. Baicaoshi treated more than a dozen injured students one after another, and everyone felt the same about the medicine.
"Girl, do you sell this medicine? I want to save some for emergencies."
"Girl, I want to buy it too. Your medicine is so good, it's even better than the sore medicine just now!"
Shen Li's face darkened.
From the appearance of Baicaoshi, Zhe Yu's gaze has been lingering on her, and everyone is looking at her. It's just a small favor from a few bottles of Jinchuang medicine. He stepped forward and said with a smile: "Miss Bai, I never thought that a mountain would look as high as a mountain. Can you show me your golden sore medicine? To tell you the truth, my golden sore medicine is specially made by Tai Hospital. Since Now that there is a better recipe, I hope it can benefit more people, and maybe it can bring good news to Dayan."
This sentence contains too much information.
First, Shen Li's golden sore medicine came from Tai Hospital, which shows that Shen Li's own status is unattainable.
Secondly, Shen Li didn't want to see the golden sore medicine for himself, but hoped to improve the prescription of Tai Hospital to benefit more people in Dayan.
What a noble character this is.
Baicaoshi suddenly remembered what Hongqu said, she said that Shen Li is a **** overlooking the world.
At this moment, Baicaoshi just wants to say, what a cup of Longjing before the rain.
Good tea, good tea!
Alas, I broke my promise.
Only 8000 words were updated today.
But besides, I really tried my best. I got up at 6 o'clock today and started to code, and when I coded at 9 o'clock, I started to pack my things, and the whole family agreed to go to Tiananmen Square.
I coded 1500 characters on the way to drive.
Taking the family to visit Tiananmen Square in the Forbidden City really broke Yanshui's leg.
On the way back, I was so sleepy that I coded 1500 words.
At night, the family members were asleep, and Yanshui got up and wrote another 1500.
This book is smoother than the previous ones, and Yanshui is willing to write more, but it is really tiring
Since I’m so tired, can everyone vote harder?
Oh, I love you guys
(end of this chapter)