The ghost daily life of a pharmacist

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When I woke up again, I was in a simple hut, and the injuries on my body were well treated.

Ye Jundu briefly looked around, and was about to get off the ground, but found that his whole body was weak and unable to move.

Just as he was about to use his inner qi to recover his body, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. Ye Jundu couldn't help but look straight at the door, only to see the young man holding a book in one hand and a bowl of soup in the other.

As if aware of Ye Jundu's gaze, the young man finally looked away from the book.

Putting the things on the table, the young man walked towards Ye Jundu, frowned and said, "Shut up your hostility, I'll let you know that I'm a doctor, and I'm here to save people, not harm them." Jun Du helped him up.

"Why?" Ye Jundu looked straight at the young man.

"Huh? Why didn't you kill you? Well, let's put it this way, I have never seen this kind of poison on you. Even an alchemist would be interested in unknown medicine or poison." The young man tilted his head, and then put the poison on the table. Bring over the medicinal soup, and hand it to Ye Jundu's mouth: "Drink this."

Before Ye Jundu could ask a question, the young man said, "This is Qiluoxianye, which is specially designed to detoxify. Even if I can't cure this fate, I can delay it for three or two months to allow me to study the properties of the medicine. Seeing that Ye Jundu lowered his head and opened his mouth to drink the medicine obediently, the young man said again: "Well, and, I have already connected your meridian. Don't use your internal energy for the next half month, or the meridian will be cut off again. Although It’s not impossible to connect, but it’s really, really troublesome.”

Swallowing the liquid medicine in his mouth, Ye Jundu looked at the young man again: "What's your name?"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and then he had a look of disbelief: "You don't know me?!"

Ye Jundu nodded.

The young man twitched his mouth: "If you don't know him, don't know him. It's a good thing for you."

Ye Jundu: "Hehe."

After that, Ye Jundu lived in this valley with that young man who did not know his name to recuperate. He could feel that his body was getting better day by day, and this person could really say something to him. It is meticulous.

The youth will smile at him gently, will remind him to take medicine on time, and will treat him carefully.

This feeling of being cherished by others is the first time I have felt after the death of my parents.After his parents died, all his memories were of betrayal and blood.

So he didn't want to lose this person, so he tried his best to torment himself, constantly eating poisonous weeds, and even cut off his own meridians.

And every time the young man found out, he would bring him to treatment with a helpless face, and said, "Let me tell you, do you guys have a tendency to self-abuse?"

However, the pain in his body still recovered. On the day of recovery, the young man asked him to go, but he refused: "I said before, I am a murderous maniac."

The young man froze for a moment, then sighed: "Let's go, go fight outside the valley." Then he raised his breath and flew out.

Ye Jundu naturally followed.

When he got outside, Ye Jundu found that the group of "righteous people" were still staying here, but he didn't want to pay attention to them, he looked at the young man, and shot suddenly.

Unexpectedly, the young man just raised his hand and received his attack: "Ye Jundu, I didn't want to fight with you."

Ye Jundu frowned, retreated a little distance, pinched his fingers and made a formula, and raised his hand in a trap.

But he saw the young man dodging in front of him, with a green light flashing in his hand.

Ye Jundu knew that he could resist, but he didn't want to, so he let the young man's hand penetrate into his chest, shattering his heart.

Ye Jundu felt that his consciousness was becoming blurred a little bit, but he still heard the discussions of the people around him.

"Ah, as expected of the medical saint Luo Chuanming."

"Yeah, the devil is easily solved like this."

The young man didn't expect that he could get it so easily, he just stared blankly at Ye Jundu.

"I think I know your name." Ye Jundu's eyes were out of focus, and he looked at Luo Chuanming only by feeling.

"... Is it worth it?" Ye Jundu couldn't see the young man's expression clearly.

"I want to...know...your...name."

"Soul Devourer, Luo Chuanming, is also the number one poison doctor in 500 years, are you worth it?"

Ye Jundu smiled, although he knew that this smile might be uglier than crying: "You, it's worth it."

The young man suddenly smiled: "Then next time, meet me earlier, I also think you are a guy worthy of friendship."

Ye Jundu was about to answer, but he felt the pain tearing apart his soul and lost consciousness.

The green flame in the young man's hand gradually burned Ye Jundu's body to pieces. The young man withdrew his hand, looked into the distance, and murmured: "It's cheap for you...boy."