Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Song Qingshi thought about it all night, and decided to put the difficult problem at the end and study Yue Wuhuan's condition first.

He has gone through the psychology of the fairy world, modern psychology and other related knowledge points in his mind, but he still feels helpless about Yue Wuhuan's condition.

Nascent Soul throbbed from time to time, reminding him of his heartbeat.

Phenylbenzidine is on the rise, and calm thinking is being lost.

He has already lost his qualifications to be a psychiatrist, so let's not do it... Do what you want?

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, they sorted out the medicines that were helpful for easing emotions, brewed them with their own hands to calm the nerves, and served them to Yue Wuhuan.Although the help of drugs is limited, Yue Wuhuan's spirit and body are in a state of tension for a long time, thinking too much, and it is almost impossible to fall asleep, which will make the condition worse.

Yue Wuhuan took the decoction, thanked him with a smile, then smelled the smell, and tasted again: "Su Changhua, Yuemingsha, Hehezhi, Guishi... are all medicines for calming the nerves and helping sleep?"

He is not only proficient in the pharmacopoeia, but also has a keen sense, can distinguish subtle tastes, and can easily see through the efficacy of soups and medicines.

Song Qingshi didn't dare to hide it, and nodded obediently.

Yue Wuhuan pushed back the decoction: "My lord, I am in good health and I am not sick. I don't need these medicines."

Song Qingshi explained: "You sleep too little, it's not good for your health."

"I do sleep, but I sleep less, which can meet the needs of my body," Yue Wu laughed more gently, his tone became more sincere, and he couldn't hear any painful feelings, "I don't like to sleep, dreaming is a waste of time, life is bitter Short, long road, I have a lot to learn and do.”

Song Qingshi held the decoction and tried to persuade: "But..."

Yue Wuhuan looked into his eyes and said very seriously: "My lord, I am not sick."

Song Qingshi compromised: "Okay."

Holding the decoction in his hand, he left the bedroom in frustration, and then poured the medicine into the ditch.

Yue Wuhuan felt a little uneasy when he realized that he had failed His Holiness' good intentions. After thinking about it, he decided to find something interesting to distract His Holiness' attention and make him smile.

The Blood King Vine stretched out, wrapped it around Song Qingshi's waist, and scratched it lightly twice.

Song Qingshi couldn't help laughing out loud: "Wuhuan, it's so itchy."

Yue Wu smiled happily and turned around from the corner, looking at the entangled person, the blood king vine was attached to his divine sense, it felt the same as holding it with his own hands.He was intentionally teasing, but he didn't expect Song Qingshi to save face. He laughed until tears came out and didn't ask for mercy or stop him. In the end, he could only admit defeat and said with a smile: "Didn't the lord bring back a lot of gifts? Take them and share them." Give it to everyone, Qingluan and the others have been waiting for a long time."

"Yes," Song Qingshi finally regained his breath, wiped away the tears from laughing, and remembered this important matter. He still has to check the homework of these children and give out prizes according to their homework results, "Wu Huan, come with me , I am not familiar with them, so I am afraid of saying the wrong thing.”

Yue Wuhuan followed: "I happened to be looking for some kite-making materials."

Schools have scholarships, and some professors will give small gifts to students they like as a sign of encouragement.

Song and Qing Dynasties considered the future of these mortal-born children. There were no such things as imperial examinations in the fairy world. Their backgrounds were low, their physical aptitude was not good, and they could not go too far on the road of cultivation, but wisdom was fair.

Talisman formations, organs, pharmacy, medicine, alchemy...

In the Hall of Knowledge, there is no distinction between mortals, immortals, or hybrids. Everyone has the same starting point.

Song Qing once discussed this issue with Yue Wuhuan: "If one day, the world changes because of mortals, it will be very interesting."

Yue Wuhuan felt that he was talking nonsense, and asked: "What can a mortal person do? Weak as an ant, he will die casually."

"I don't know," Song Qingshi also felt that his thoughts were very immature, but he had seen a world made up of mortals, and that world had other wonderful things. Any kind of result is possible. For example, a butterfly flapping its wings may change the subtle movement of the airflow, causing a chain reaction, and finally causing a tornado thousands of miles away. In fact, every change in the world is inadvertently details."

The more Wuhuan listened, the more confused he became: "How did the lord know that the butterfly's wings caused a tornado?"

Song Qingshi tried to explain the concepts of deterministic system, random irregular motion and nonlinear system, which confused Yue Wuhuan. Finally, the topic turned to the toxicology and operation mode of the black dead butterfly. A harmonious discussion of pharmacy, and then expanded into organ science...

In short, he hopes that these children will study hard, make progress every day, change their lives, and become useful talents for the future!

When Song Qingshi came to the school, Qingluan was leading the children to identify medicines and do experiments, laughing constantly.

He felt that this girl became more and more outstanding after she got rid of the shackles. Although she was beautiful like a movie star and smart like a world-renowned school, although she was not as good as Yue Wuhuan, a heaven-defying beauty, she was still a first-class talent. She seems to like medicine very much, her eyes are bright when she looks at the mice, but she is not interested in poison science.

Seeing the Lord coming, Qingluan hurriedly signaled the children to be quiet.

Song Qingshi asked them to hand in all their homework during this period and check the results.Most of the children are trying to do exercises according to his previous subjects, and many of them are researching the medicine of fairyland cultivation.Only Qingluan is researching very ordinary medicines for treating various diseases. For various internal and external injuries, one of the medicines is anti-inflammatory and antibacterial, which is used to prevent wound infection. Song Qingshi consciously researched it very well, but she is still trying to improve the formula , Some programs are even reducing the efficacy of the medicine, as if seeking other purposes.

Although the results of her improvements were all failures, the improvements themselves were interesting.

Song Qingshi called her over and asked for her thoughts.

Qingluan was very embarrassed: "I want to reduce the cost and difficulty of making this drug."

Song Qingshi was puzzled: "However, if you do this, the efficacy of the Chufei Pill will not reach the highest level."

Qingluan was a little nervous, she looked at Yue Wuhuan secretly, and after confirming that the other party allowed her to speak, she said, "My father is a wandering doctor, of course, he doesn't have great medical skills, he just treats minor illnesses for the villagers. Pain, poor income. When I was a child, I followed my father to see a doctor. A cold can kill a child, a nail pierced through the sole of the foot can kill a blacksmith, and a fall can kill an old man. They have no money to go to the hospital. With such expensive medicine..."

Song Qingshi was stunned, this was a field he had never touched.

"Honorable Master's Elimination Pill has the highest medicinal effect, there is no doubt about it," Qingluan bit her lips, and finally said what was buried in her heart, "I think that if the injuries of many patients are treated in time, There is no need to use such a high-standard pill. I want to reduce the cost of the Elixir Pill and make it the most common medicine, even... a treatment method that can be used by mortal doctors. I may be wishful thinking, but My father, he was injured by falling rocks on the way to the doctor, and the wound died of infection..."

Yue Wuhuan felt that what she said was too much, and warned in a low voice: "Qingluan, don't mention this."

"I'm sorry, I'm talking nonsense," Qingluan's eyes were foggy, "I just think... If there is such a medicine in the world, if there is a medicine that ordinary people can afford, my father will not die Now, my home will never be gone."

Song Qingshi thought for a long time, then smiled: "You are right, you have the benevolence of a doctor."

Qingluan raised her head in surprise, not caring to hide the tears in her eyes.

Song Qingshi looked at her plan again, and made a suggestion: "You try to replace the vermilion grass in the decontamination pill with purple vermilion grass, and then reduce the proportion of crane and cloud stones... This is the best that I detested before. You can try to improve on the failed formula of the drug effect. In addition, you can try to study Penicillium, which is very low-cost and suitable for ordinary people... I remember that there are several low-cost antibacterial drugs, and I will sort out the relevant information later come out to you."

Qingluan fell into ecstasy and kept thanking her.

Song Qingshi suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. He looked at Yue Wuhuan who didn't take these little things to heart, and then looked at the somewhat gloomy sky outside the window. It seemed that something was quietly changing.

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Under Qingluan's strict supervision, most of the children's homework was excellent, except for He Qingyun, who didn't care about studying at all, but he also had self-knowledge and just wanted to farm.Although Minghong is outstanding, his heart is not in these medical studies. He is more gifted in practice than other children. He yearns for the swordsmanship of Yue Wuhuan, wants to be a real monk, and wants to be everyone's protector.

They both made their pursuits very clear.

Everyone has their own aspirations and cannot be forced.

Song Qingshi decided to assign majors to everyone later, so that everyone can do what they like.

Yue Wuhuan finally found bamboo sticks and wooden blocks suitable for making kites. He sat by the side and used a knife to straighten out the shape of the bamboo sticks and put together the prototype of the kite, as if he wanted to make a big and beautiful kite.Song Qingshi was very happy to see it, and took out a lot of gifts brought back from Nanhai City, and distributed them to everyone.

Qingluan got the best grades, although she repeatedly refused, she was still stuffed with a golden pearl and gemstone sway and a blue jacquard brocade, as well as a strangely shaped wood carving and stained glass bottle.She thought about the tastes of the two of them, and soon realized that the beautiful fabrics and jewelry were chosen by Brother Wu Huan, and the strange things must be chosen by the Lord.

As long as Song Qingshi had money in his pocket, he would spend it indiscriminately. Most of his money was bought for Yue Wuhuan to buy gems, such as dragon jade, shark beads, moonstones, etc. The brilliance of gems in the fairy world is extremely magnificent, far surpassing ordinary things... ...In Yue Wuhuan's treasure box, only the batch of mortal gems given by the Lord was kept, and other similar gems were not collected. Instead, they were replaced by golden rock jade, glazed pearls, etc. that were unintentionally obtained in the secret realm.

This time he saw Song Qingshi buying jewelry, and under the salesmanship of the shopkeeper, he went straight to the thick, big, heavy, and vulgar unsalable goods, and also tried to buy him an indescribably gorgeous gem necklace, and Shouting about being pretty... Although he felt that he could hold back such oddly shaped jewelry, he might be misunderstood for his taste when he walked out the door.

He really couldn't bear this kind of thing, so he had to intervene and re-select the jewelry and cloth for Song Qingshi.

Now, think about it...

Song Qingshi's eyes seemed to be indescribable?

It feels like he praised his good-looking tone similar to that of that gemstone collar?

Yue Wuhuan peeked at the glasses secretly, doubting his own beauty.