Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Song Qingshi clasped his hands together, and said to Yue Wuhuan devoutly, "My big baby is here!"

Yue Wuhuan was confused for a moment, and found that what he was looking at were six little white mice running around in the cage in his hand, and quickly and carefully placed the cage on the laboratory table, and introduced: "My lord, this is the night rain pavilion." The pavilion master sent someone to send it, but it is a rare spirit beast?"

"These are the mice I asked him to look for in the mortal world, and he finally found these few." Song Qingshi lay on the table, looking at the cute little guy happily, and couldn't get enough of them, "Wuhuan, you know Is it? The mice are 90.00% genetically similar to humans, and they are the most widely used experimental animals in medicine.”

Yue Wuhuan opened his beautiful phoenix eyes wide, and looked at the dirty little mouse in the cage in disbelief.

This thing is 90.00% similar to him?

"Now there are only a few wild ones, and a large number of breeding is needed, and then various types of mice, clean mice, no specific pathogenic mice, germ-free mice...maybe we can also breed high-cancer mice and low-cancer mice , diabetic rats, etc.” Song Qingshi talked about his beloved little white mouse, his face was radiant, and he didn’t care whether others could understand him or not, he muttered to himself, “It will probably take decades to cultivate, but fortunately, monk Yuanying has a long lifespan, so I can Raise slowly, is the breeding house ready? I’ve been living in the laboratory since today. The mice are very delicate, and I don’t know if they can adapt to the environment of the fairy world. ah……"

There was once a senior sister who was doing experiments abroad, and the mice that had been cultivated for four years were about to produce results. When encountering turmoil, she was terrified and called every day to complain. Everyone persuaded her to give up the experiment and come back. His lifeblood is here, and he will not leave even if he dies.Since then, the little white mouse has been nicknamed the lifeblood in their laboratory.

Yue Wuhuan understood, thought about the past rumors, and asked tentatively: "My lord, no matter how similar a mouse is, it is not a human being, and it is very troublesome to raise it. Why don't you use mortals to test the medicine? This is a common practice of pharmacists in the fairy world, right? "

"Of course we need to use human beings," Song Qingshi replied casually, full of rats now. "We need to use mice and other animals to confirm the safety of the drug before conducting human experiments. My teacher likes to use himself to test the drug first to ensure safety." After that, I will recruit volunteers to test the medicine, and I have tried it several times to confirm the efficacy."

He especially worships his teacher, who is highly respected, self-denying and dedicated to public affairs, with a clean sleeve, and only seeks the well-being of mankind.

Hippocrates once said that medicine is the most beautiful and noble of all technologies.

As long as a new drug can be developed in medical research, countless patients can be saved from suffering, and even human history can be changed.

How wonderful is this?

Song Qingshi looked at the little white mouse, as if he saw a bright future.

Yue Wuhuan thought for a long time, and asked cautiously: "Master, your teacher has tried so many medicines, but now... is he okay?"

Song Qingshi answered honestly: "He is in another world."

Yue Wuhuan's face turned pale, and he said anxiously: "My lord, please give the test medicine to Wuhuan from now on."

"Okay, I'll let you try if I have no problem." Song Qingshi praised contentedly, "Wu Huan is really a good candidate for studying medicine. She is smart, kind, and has great love. Your future achievements will definitely be very high."

The lord is good in everything, but he is a little blind...

He learned from the medicine servant that although Yaowang Xianzun has always been a medical idiot, he is immersed in research every day, and his words and deeds are equally weird, but since he came to Yaowang Valley, Xianzun seems to have a little more emotion, and he no longer gets angry for no reason. He no longer does cruel human experiments, and his trust and love for him have never been higher.

Such a change made him uncontrollably delusional. Today, this delusion is even stronger.

The Lord doesn't dislike such a dirty mouse, so can he...

"My lord, I will raise white mice for you," Yue Wuhuan gently pulled Song Qingshi's sleeves, and begged in a low voice, "My physique is very suitable for testing medicine, let me try medicine for you for a lifetime, just like these little white mice ... Okay? I'm not afraid of death, so don't hurt yourself."

When Song Qingshi heard the word "death" in his mouth, his hair exploded, and the shadow of failing to strike again.He reasoned through all the conversations, quickly figured out what went wrong, and swore firmly that the little white mouse and Yue Wuhuan were both lifebloods, and they held the same height in his heart. His teacher was in another world because of other reasons. Absolutely nothing happened because of the test drug, and now under his careful control, he will definitely not die.

Yue Wuhuan was very satisfied.

Song Qingshi considered that he was sometimes inconvenient and needed assistance, so he handed over a thick mouse breeding manual to Yue Wuhuan for careful care.Yue Wuhuan cautiously took the manual with one hand and the cage with the other, vowing to take good care of the Lord's lifeblood.

The medicine servant brought the mouse's bill and a letter from Yeyu Pavilion.

Although the little white mouse is not a spiritual beast, no one has ever asked for this thing. It is small and hard to find. It took a lot of manpower and material resources to find it, and finally found it on a deserted island overseas.

Combining the above and so on, in the end, each mouse was sold for [-] top-grade spirit stones.

"Not expensive." Song Qingshi paid the bill without hesitation.

Yue Wuhuan hesitated for a long time before asking: "Master, have you... haven't read the account book I sent a few days ago?"

Song Qingshi was not interested in the account book, so he threw it on the table and forgot it when he got it. Hearing him mention it, he picked it up and looked at it casually, and then was horrified to find that Yaowanggu's financial deficit. He pointed blankly at the number on the account book, Looking forward to the explanation of the universal secretary.

Yue Wuhuan sighed: "The lord has customized a lot of special instruments in Tiangongfang, which are expensive. And...you also bought a lot of precious herbs for research. The most important thing is that there is an unknown amount of 20 high-grade spirit stones. money..."

Song Qingshi swallowed his saliva. He used to be a rich second generation. He only cared about spending money and had no idea about the economy. His parents loved him, and he didn’t feel bad about spending 80 to buy medicines at his own expense. The laboratory had all kinds of equipment, so he never Consider how much drug research costs.

Now that he has traveled through time, after Yue Wuhuan sorted out his property accounts for him, he has opened up a lot of ways to make money, and the prospects are promising, so he can buy and buy, but he didn't think he would become a prodigal.

He absolutely didn't want Yue Wuhuan to know about the 20 spirit stones to buy the ten thousand spirit marrow.

One is that he is afraid that he will be burdened psychologically, and the other is that he wants to surprise him.

Seeing that he didn't want to say where the money went, Yue Wuhuan didn't ask, and comforted him: "My lord, don't worry too much. The main reason is that it takes time for some income to be realized. I will think of a way."

Although he was not blamed, Song Qingshi was still extremely guilty. He suddenly realized that he had neglected common affairs for a long time, and in order to reject Jinfeng Villa, he pretended not to accept patients in retreat, and squatted in the laboratory and study room every day for silly fun. Yue Wuhuan worked tirelessly to deal with all the things he didn't want to do, and even helped him earn money, and took care of his basic necessities, so that he blissfully forgot that these responsibilities should be his own, and kept giving him money. The other party is causing trouble.

Song Qingshi pulled Yue Wuhuan's sleeves and apologized in shame: "It's my fault. I won't spend money recklessly in the future. I don't want ice silk pajamas. I don't eat dessert. I'll make a good bigu. I won't buy more research equipment for the time being." , to treat a few wealthy patients later. I will work hard to make money to support you, and not let you work hard..."

A top-notch beauty like Yue Wuhuan, a super student, since he followed him, it's okay to eat and drink very poorly, and he has to work every day before he recovers from his illness, trying to make money to support his prodigal son, and worry about his livelihood.

What kind of peerless scumbag is he? !

How can a doctor treat a patient like this? !

Song Qingshi became more and more panicked as he talked, his eyes were red.

"It's not so far," Yue Wuhuan found that the Lord was about to cry, and quickly explained, "This is not a hard work for me. The research of the Lord is for the benefit of the world, and Wu Huan should give her full support."

Song Qingshi pulled him, not knowing what to say: "But, but..."

There was a faint smile in Yue Wuhuan's eyes, he gently held his hand, hooked it, and said softly: "My lord, I like to be busy, and I don't think about the past in my mind. So, Let me do it, I like to do things for the Lord..."

The beautiful fingertips lightly slid across the palm, drawing circles one after another, warm and tickling.

Song Qingshi was completely moved by the little angel's kindness.

Yue Wuhuan played with his palm and said with a smile: "It's just a short period of time. I plan to raise funds to buy medicine fields, purchase medicinal materials, and train pharmacists. The low-level pills produced by Yaowanggu will not worry about sales, but I don't have any." People are not suitable for publicity, it is best to find a suitable person to take charge of foreign affairs."

Song Qingshi knew what he was worried about, and he didn't dare to let him go out alone, for fear of encountering a pervert.

There are too many murders and treasures in the fairy world, and only those with strong strength can do big business.

Song Qingshi is the only one who can control the market in Yaowang Valley. If he, a social fear patient, is allowed to negotiate business with the old fox, it is better to let him die...

Song Qingshi pondered for a long time, and suddenly came up with a good idea, he found a letter from the pile of letters, ran over and said: "An Long will come in a few days, he is the master of the Wan Gu Sect, and the Wan Gu Sect is very powerful in Xilin , and his family has a Lingshi mine, so he is super rich and well connected, let's try to find him as an angel investor?"

The Song family's father and sister are both domineering presidents. Although he is not well-versed in the world, he still knows a little bit from what he sees and hears every day.

Yue Wuhuan glanced at the letter box, and found that Anlong's letters accounted for the vast majority. Although it was an academic discussion, there were three or four letters almost every month, and the account books of Yaowanggu often contained Wangu's letters. There are gifts exchanged between the sect, and the gifts from the Wangu sect are much more valuable than those from the Yaowang Valley.He frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy, feeling the need to figure this out.

……

Song Qingshi did not hide anything, and spent a lot of time explaining clearly to Yue Wuhuan his relationship with Anlong.

Recently, the memory of the original body has become more and more integrated with him, and he often has the illusion that the two are the same soul.It's just that the original body is more indifferent in dealing with things, and has not received moral education, and his methods are more radical, but his living habits and learning methods are exactly the same as him.Because the original body didn't care about anything other than research and cultivation, and he didn't care about anyone, so the details of many of his memories of An Long were not clear, but they were generally correct.

"We met more than 500 years ago. At that time, I had not conceived a baby. He was a little monk who had just established his foundation." Song Qingshi organized his vocabulary and said to Yue Wuhuan, "I remember that he was a little older than you. Seventeen or eighteen years old, quite a rebellious boy."

Yue Wuhuan interrupted and corrected: "My lord, I was suspended by the Acacia seal when I was not fully grown, and my appearance was controlled to look like a teenager. It does not mean that I am so young. In fact, I was already grown up."

"Yes, you will grow normally after the seal is released," Song Qingshi recalled his own lessons, and suggested cautiously, "Don't form the golden core so early, the growth will slow down after the monk reaches the foundation establishment, and the golden core will be finalized. If you form it too early Golden core, it will become like me, unless you specialize in exercises such as body training, or when you get distracted and reshape your body..."

This immature face is the history of blood and tears of the original body who was too talented.

He also didn't want to train his body for the sake of appearance, so he had to accept his fate.

"I know." Yue Wuhuan looked at him with satisfaction, licked his lips, "It's very good of you."

In Song and Qing Dynasties, he took him as comfort and continued the serious topic: "I met Anlong when I was collecting medicine in the secret realm, discussed the pharmacology, and found that he was very insightful, and he had a wealth of knowledge about Gu poison, so I allowed him to come to Yaowang Valley to exchange ideas. But that boy is too naughty , likes to tease me, and also likes to make me angry. After some years... After I gave birth to a baby, we had a big fight for some reason. valley."

Yue Wuhuan tapped the table lightly with his fingers, thinking about something.

"200 years later, he also married Yuanying, suddenly realized his mistake, wrote a letter to apologize, and then we kept in touch with each other, and the relationship was pretty good." Song Qingshi concluded happily, "Now that I think about it, it should be him. The period of teenage rebellion is over."

Yue Wuhuan asked cautiously: "Master, does he like a man or..."

"Don't worry!" Song Qingshi knew that he had concerns in this regard, and said firmly, "Although An Long has a dissolute nature and likes to mess around, his orientation is straightforward! When we were together before, I always saw him flirting with girls. It's not because he hooked up with this fairy girl. Just messed with that oiran! It is rumored that he has provoked a lot of romantic debts outside, and I have never heard that he has any thoughts about men!"

Yue Wuhuan was still a little suspicious.

Song Qingshi patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry! If he dares to touch you, I will break his legs!"

The author has something to say: Little Phoenix has been competing for favor with little white mice in this life, and occasionally loses...

Because the little white mouse had a problem, Qingshi would immediately jump off the bed and rush to the laboratory (no matter what happy things he was doing on the bed at the time)