Chapter 67： Request alchemy (1/2)
In the huge room, there are only a few figures at this moment, and in the house, one by one stove is burning with flames, on the stove, some herbs are boiled, exuding a strong pungent smell.
But at this moment, on a bed in the room, Mu Linchen's eyes were slightly closed, and the whole body was blue and white, his eyes were sunken, black and purple.
poison!
Mu Yun reacted immediately in his heart.
When he walked to Mu Linchen, Mu Yun looked carefully.
”Fennel powder and Bailingye, what a cruel heart!”
Seeing the foster father's fragile breathing that seemed to dissipate at any time, Mu Yun gradually clenched his hands.
”Sorry, foster father, it's my fault!”
Kneeling before the bed with a puff, Mu Yun blamed himself in his heart.
If it weren't for him to be too careless, and there was no Hui nationality in January, the foster father would not be what he is today.
It's just that he didn't expect that two old things, Mu Fengyuan and Mu Fengqing, would dare to commit such a cruel hand. This was clearly killing the foster father!
”Young patriarch, the patriarch should take medicine!”
A middle-aged man who was loyal to Mu Linchen said in grief.
”Mu Qiankun, tell me what is going on!”
Mu Qiankun was originally the guardian of the foster father, with good strength and loyalty to the foster father.
At this moment, the few people waiting in the house were Mu Linchen's most loyal guards, and Mu Yun did not avoid it.
”Young patriarch, since half a month ago, after having lunch once, the patriarch has always felt uncomfortable, but he didn't care about it, but who knew it was getting worse afterwards!”
Mu Qiankun was a burly figure, but couldn't help crying: ”Later, the patriarch fell down in a flash, his whole body seemed to be drained, and...”
”And what!”
”Furthermore, the first elder and the second elder are in charge of the family affairs. They don't ask the patriarch for alchemy at all. They just let us laymen make some herbs!”
boom……
After the words fell, Mu Yun shattered a wooden chair beside him with a punch.
”Mu Fengyuan, Mu Fengqing, it is you who are looking for death!”
With a slightly hideous expression on his face, Mu Yun walked to the soup pot and bent down.
”Fenxiang powder is mild in temperament and nourishes the lungs, but Bailingye is a domineering medicinal effect. The combination of the two can easily cause the martial artist's blood to float back!”
”Fennel cloud grass, three shiitake mushrooms, wild grass withered...”
Mu Yun kept whispering something to himself, picked up a few herbs from the herbal pile, put them into the medicine pot, controlled the fire, and started to boil the medicine.
At the moment, he can only stabilize his adoptive father's body injury first, and then he can refine the medicine to cure his adoptive father's poison.
After a while, Mu Yun made a cup of brown medicinal soup and waited for Mu Linchen to take it.
In a short while, Mu Linchen's body was originally glowing with blue and white, but the blue gradually disappeared, leaving only the pale color.
”This……”
Seeing Mu Yun making a few medicinal herbs a little bit, it obviously suppressed the toxins on Mu Linchen's body, and Mu Qiankun was stunned.
After calming down, looking at the few people in the house, Mu Yun spoke again: ”Mu Qiankun and Mu Qianyun, you two are responsible for guarding the hospital. You can't let anyone come near! Mushan and Muyu, you two, always observe Every action in the Mu’s Mansion! And always pay attention to the changes of the foster father, these herbs, according to my dosage, every half an hour, boil a bowl of medicinal soup for the foster father!”
”Yes!”
Seeing Mu Yun acting like a juggling, he actually suppressed Mu Linchen's internal injuries for a while, and Mu Qiankun and Mu Qianyun were immediately shocked.
This young patriarch, as the patriarch said, has undergone earth-shaking changes.
After all this was ordered, Mu Yun left the courtyard and went straight to the Saint Pill Pavilion.
”Xianyu, where is your grandfather?”
”Ah! Teacher Mu, my grandfather is on the third floor, what's the matter?”
”Good thing!”
Mu Yun pulled Miao Xianyu and walked towards the third floor.
With a bang, the door of the office where Miao Qing was located was kicked open, and Mu Yun rushed in.
”Hunboy, don't you know how to knock when you enter the door?” Master Miaoqing curled his lips when he saw Mu Yun looking like he couldn't wait.
”Master Miao, there is one thing, I want to cooperate with you, don't know how?”
Master Miaoqing was stunned, and said, ”Oh? You kid, I heard Xianyu talk about your'legendary deeds', what else do you need to cooperate with me?”
”I would like to ask you to refine the alchemy. All the spiritual herbs and spirits needed for the pill will be provided by your Holy Pill Pavilion. I think that, the Holy Pill Pavilion should be able to afford it. As for the equipment for alchemy, you will come. Think of ways to!”
After a pause, Mu Yun said: ”It's just that I am willing to tell you the prescription of this pill, and even if you manufacture it in batches, I won't care about it!”
Hearing what Mu Yun said earlier, Master Miaoqing could hardly help but want to blast Mu Yun out.
It was just the last sentence, but it made Master Miaoqing resist the abuse in his heart and looked at Mu Yun dumbfounded.
”What pill?”
”Sanpin Pill-Suxin Pill!”
Three products!
Mu Yun was actually willing to take out a third-class pill to share with him, is this guy's head broken?
”Please explain Dan Fang to me...”