The last plant pet took me to be the landlord

126 Nectar Treatment

[Xiang Xiang! You shameless bastard, take your foot away! It's stepping on my face!]

[Why are you so arrogant? The master didn't call you, he called me, get back here! ]

[Ah~~Your feet are poking into my mouth...]

[Shut up~~Ah~~Don't bite! Open your mouth~~]

Lu Beier: ...The spirited flowers now have legs~

The flowers not only quarreled in her mind, but also tore at the back of her hood. Listening to the rustling and squeaking sounds of branches and leaves rubbing against each other at the back of her head, Lu Beier suppressed the pain in her back teeth.

In the end, Xiangxiang stepped on the small trumpet and successfully took the position.

Does honeysuckle have nectar? Of course it does.

But Lu Bei'er was not sure whether Xiangxiang could produce nectar right away, and there were no bees now.

But when she communicated her request to Xiangxiang in her mind, Xiangxiang actually said yes, and quite a few.

In fact, what Lu Bei'er didn't know was that since Xiangxiang knew that his whole body was a treasure, he would consciously store all kinds of seeds and nectar in his internal space.

There are still many differences between mutant plants and ordinary plants. For example, nectar is produced by Xiangxiang as long as it blooms, but it is not collected like seeds. Its body metabolizes these things all the time. It has just learned to store them.

Lu Bei'er handed an ordinary glass cup to Xiangxiang who was standing on her right shoulder. Xiangxiang turned the golden flower bud to one side, and the flower bud drooped, opened its petals towards the glass, and then crystal clear and sticky nectar slowly flowed out from it.

About fifty milliliters.

Professor Zhang took the glass, then dipped a little with his index finger and put it in his mouth to taste.

Under everyone's gaze, one could see Professor Zhang's expression of enjoyment, as if he had tasted something delicious.

The nectar should be sweet.

Everyone thought so.

The nectar was indeed very sweet, with a special aroma of honeysuckle. Professor Zhang tasted it carefully, which took about two minutes.

He spoke with lingering feelings: "It is indeed a good thing! It has a sweet and mellow taste and is a rare source of sweets. In addition to its taste, its composition is quite complex. I can probably taste its anti-inflammatory, detoxifying, analgesic, and wound recovery-promoting and wound cell metabolism abilities. But its specific effects are obviously more than that!"

These were already very impressive and shocking to everyone.

Captain Zhang also said at this time: "Since it helps with wounds, can we use it directly on children?"

Then, several people turned their attention to Wang Lanhua.

Wang Lanhua had been in shock and disbelief since Lu Bei'er took out the glass out of thin air and Xiangxiang appeared. She saw the looks they cast at her.

She nodded subconsciously.

Afterwards, Xiaobao was placed on the operating table, and Dr. Zhao personally removed the bandages and re-applied medicine on him.

Of course Xiaobao was still a little resistant, so Captain Zhang and Professor Zhang assisted him.

Wang Lanhua stood aside and couldn't help, so she glanced at Lu Bei'er several times with a strange look on her face.

Lu Bei'er pretended not to notice and kept her attention on Mr. Zhao's hand.

After removing the gauze, three shocking sutures appeared in front of them. Maybe because Xiaobao had been crying, the wound on his head was still bleeding, and the skin around it was still a little red and swollen.

All in all, it still doesn’t look good.

Elder Zhao frowned and whispered to Professor Zhang, "This wound might get inflamed!"

Professor Zhang also nodded. The child was crying and sweat was oozing out of his entire scalp, and it was obvious that it was flowing into the wound.

Without saying anything else, the two of them quickly smeared the nectar in the glass onto the entire sutured wound.

From his scalp to his cheeks, almost immediately after applying the nectar, Xiaobao suddenly calmed down. His hoarse voice from crying slowly became just unconscious humming.

Soon, in less than a minute, Xiaobao closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Everyone felt a little relieved. The child's crying always made people feel inexplicably anxious, and it seemed that the temperature in this operating room was a little high.

Lu Bei'er even felt a little sweaty.

"Since the child is asleep, there's no need to bandage the wound yet. Let the wound air out for a while!" suggested Mr. Zhao.

Others will naturally agree.

Nectar is extremely sticky, so if you use gauze to bandage it, it will all get stuck.

So it is right to leave the wound open and dry.

At this time, everyone began to consciously lower their voices.

Just as Lu Bei'er was about to leave, Mr. Zhao waved to her.

She walked over, and Mr. Zhao asked quietly, "Do you have any more nectar on your honeysuckle?" He said a little embarrassedly, "Can you give me some? Just fill this cup with it, and I'll let Xiao Zhang take it back to study it! If you like anything else, just take it!"

Professor Zhang, who had just finished instructing Wang Lanhua on the precautions to take, also heard his teacher's words and immediately put on a flattering smile.

"Teacher! What else do you have? I'll go straight to it!" Professor Zhang squeezed in between the two and couldn't help rubbing his hands. "This nectar is really a good thing! I just took a sip and felt refreshed. Now I feel very energetic! It's really a tonic! Can you fill some for my teacher! He is old and occasionally has headaches! I think..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Mr. Zhao, "You don't want to have this sweet taste yourself, so you use me, an old man, as an excuse! I don't know you, but you love sweets."

"Teacher! I'm so old! How could I possibly snatch sweets from a little girl! I'm really doing this for you. This is a good thing, and it's even healthier than that mallet! You can drink it as tea in the winter!" Having said that, Professor Zhang stopped being pretentious and directly showed off his good stuff.

"I have some experience and insights from my years of research on growing Chinese herbal medicine! I can trade that with you!"

Professor Zhang is already very sure that this little girl is a treasure. Both she herself and the two mutant plants she raised have brought him so many surprises.

If any big surprise is unearthed later, he won't seem to be surprised.

So it is necessary to get it first.

If you want good things, you can't be stingy. He didn't feel like he was losing out at all by exchanging his years of notes for this nectar.