C103 (1/2)

”I don't want it. It's so unpleasant to hear.” Little Fishy protested.

Yao Meng Chen's expression stiffened. He extended his left hand to help her grind the powder, ”One's life is in danger. If you delay it by even a little bit, your life could end.”

When Little Fishy heard this, how could she dare to be arrogant? She quickly wrote on the ”Medicine Demon” before opening the door and passing the medicinal list to the people outside.

”Butler, should we go get the medicine or …” The servant of the golden-faced man was the steward.

”Go to the Renjin Hall, quick.” The butler passed the prescription to the man whom the big guy called 'Scud Kick' and gave him a silver ingot.

No matter what, he had to be quick. Even if she couldn't cure him, he had to buy some time for Yao Qingcheng to make her move. No matter what, she wouldn't just watch her disciple die, right?

Scud grabbed the list of medicines and ran away. The ultimate skill of Scud was mastered in real life. It was not easy to steal a dog or a chicken. He managed to master the skill of running in the middle of a busy city and reached the Hall of Peace in a short time.

”Dude, get the medicine.” Scud smacked the medicine on the counter.

”Your young master is dead again?” All the employees of the Medicine Hall knew who they were. When they saw that it was him, they swiftly helped him catch the medicine.

”Yeah, it's always going to die once a year.” Scuff Kick muttered.

”Take it.” The man handed the wrapped medicine to Scud, weighed the silver, and scurried back.

The shop assistant felt that something wasn't right, this handwriting didn't seem like it belonged to a divine medicine doctor, but the writing underneath was clearly written with the word medicine. He took it over to take a closer look, and his face turned pale.

”Little Bamboo, what's wrong?” The shopkeeper asked curiously when he saw his snow-white face.

”Shopkeeper, take a look.” The doorman passed a prescription to Zhang Xuan with a trembling hand.

The shopkeeper took a closer look and said, ”Yes, this prescription is pretty good. He really deserves to be called a famous doctor.”

The shop assistant's voice trembled. ”Master, take a look at the signature.”

The shopkeeper looked at the name with squinted eyes. His originally unstitched eyes were wide open — — Medicine Spirit.

What kind of person would make such a terrible joke? The shopkeeper, who had just entered the store, looked up at the shop assistant. ”It's Young Master Long's men.”

The shopkeeper was stunned. Young Master Long was the same as Yao Qingcheng, so he shouldn't be wrong.

However, it was just like what people said, their interactions were not wasted. The people she dealt with were all Divine Doctor level, and with them as guardians, she was like a fish in water. Especially in the field of medicine, she had a very good comprehension ability.

The silver needle slowly came out. Xiaoyu looked at the time and put it away. Meng Chen took out a detoxification pill and handed it to Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu then pinched the man's jaw and stuffed the pill into his mouth.

”The medicine is here.” Twelve took the medicine bag from the man and reported it to the door.

The stove had been set up in the room, waiting for the medicine.

Lu Buwei opened the door and received the medicine bag. He took it to the Eight Immortals Table and opened it one by one to identify it.

He did not know that this was merely an occupational disease used by the imperial doctors. No one wanted to cure a person, and it could have been cured, but suddenly the person that was being treated died, and their life could very well have been saved. Other people's lives were not as important as their own.

Although the imperial palace had never lost a murder case because of the imperial doctors' caution.

In the Imperial Palace, there were eunuchs and maids who would do these things, but no matter what, it was not the imperial physician's turn. But here, one was his master, and the other was his grandmaster.