Master is a white moonlight

After explaining everything about the test drug clearly, it was almost lunch time.

When he came out of Changfei, Leng Yizhen kept his head down, suppressing his emotions, and went straight around the corridor to his room.

Sitting in front of the desk, Leng Yizhen rested his chin in both hands, staring at the pile of ancient books in front of him in a daze.

A pair of eyes as clear as stream water were instantly covered with a thin layer of water mist, making the entire eye sockets red.

"Pa-pat-pat", drops of crystal-clear teardrops fell on the desk one by one along the creamy white face.

It is important to save the people from fire and water, but why use the lives of others as the cornerstone?

Leng Yizhen felt that he was like the executioner, if the knife in his hand was loosened, Chang Fei's life could be killed.

Killing and saving lives are often within a single thought.

During lunch, Mo Yu did not come back.

After inquiring from the maidservant, Leng Yizhen found out that the boss of Tianyin Pavilion was the host and invited Mo Yu to have a meal in the restaurant, so he would not come back for lunch.

"It shouldn't be, this Boss Wu is very stingy, how can he be willing to treat guests to a drink." Changfei immediately responded when he heard it.

The speaker has no intention, but Leng Yizhen has the intention of the listener.

"Then why did you invite Boss Mo to dinner?" Leng Yijiao put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at Chang Fei and asked.

"If you want to come to Boss Wu, you must have something to ask Boss Mo."

"What usually happens then?"

"This... Changfei doesn't know."

"Oh."

"Don't worry, Doctor Leng, everything will be fine." Chang Fei looked at Leng Yijiao and comforted him, "It might be about opera repertoire, probably those nobles wanted some music."

"Would you still discuss it with Boss Mo about this little thing?" Leng Yijiao looked at Chang Fei with a frown and asked in confusion.

"Naturally." Chang Fei looked at Leng Yijiao, and replied with a little pride, "Our Boss Mo has a high spirit, it's not that you can listen to any song you want, and you can order it casually."

"Boss Mo has his own rules when going to the theater, so you can listen to the music you want not only if you have money." Changfei said, and added, "Of course, the face of the chief of the customs must be respected." Yes. The rest of the nobles, you don’t have to care too much about what they think.”

For some reason, after listening to Chang Fei's words, Leng Yijiao instantly breathed a sigh of relief, and the worries in his heart dissipated.

"Doctor Leng." Changfei saw that the soup in Leng Yizhen's bowl was almost cold, so he quickly filled another bowl, "Are we going to start testing medicine in the afternoon?"

"Tomorrow." Leng Yizhen looked at Chang Fei's innocent expression, lowered his head in shame, and picked up a few grains of rice with his chopsticks, "I'll wait until I prepare the first dose in the afternoon."

Chang Fei smiled softly, and put the steaming soup bowl in front of Leng Yijiao, "Doctor Leng, this scallop soup has a fishy smell when it cools down. I'll make another bowl for you."

"Changfei, don't worry about me." Leng Yizhen is actually the least used to having a meal, and there is someone waiting on him, "I'll just do it myself."

"Doctor Leng is really polite." Changfei smiled, picked up a piece of fresh green lettuce with chopsticks, and put it into his mouth.

After lunch, Leng Yizhen returned to the room and began to develop the dose of opium for the first time.

Leng Yizhen sat in front of the desk with lowered almond eyes.Flipping the book with one hand and writing notes with the other.

I wrote and crossed out, crossed out and rewritten, from time to time my brows were slightly wrinkled, and from time to time they stretched out again.

This dose should not be one gram more, nor one gram less.In this way, according to the dose, a better prescription for quitting opium can be formulated.

The sunlight outside the window happened to shine on the desk, and on Leng Yizhen's hair and side face.

The golden sunlight, like a layer of gold powder, coated Leng Yizhen's thick and slender eyelashes.

Leng Yijiao buried his head in taking notes seriously, wiped the thin beads of sweat on his neck with a handkerchief from time to time, and then put the handkerchief aside casually.

From the beginning to the end, Leng Yikan's eyes never left the notes in front of him.

The maidservant who was waiting on the side had sharp eyes and ears, and when she saw this, she hurried to the window and drew the curtains.

Then I went out to get a basket of ice cubes, poured them into the air conditioner, and then turned on the air conditioner.

After a while, a wisp of cool air emerged from the hollow of the nanmu cabinet.

Immediately afterwards, the whole house felt cool and comfortable.

"Doctor Leng, it's hot, let's drink some herbal tea." The maid poured a cup of herbal tea, and holding the teacup in both hands, she came to Leng Yijiao.

"Thank you, Xiaowen." Leng Yijiao looked up, took the herbal tea delivered to him by the maid with both hands, and thanked with a smile.

"Doctor Leng is so polite." The maid smiled, looked at Leng Yijiao and asked again, "Does Doctor Leng feel too cold, do you need a blanket?"

"Well, give me one."

"Doctor Leng, wait a moment."

The maid took the blanket, put it lightly on Leng Yijiao's shoulders, and then retreated to a corner.

Leng Yizhen turned his head, thanked the maidservant, and continued to concentrate on calculating the dosage ratio.

In this way, the afternoon passed.

Leng Yizhen looked at his notes, nodded in satisfaction, and held them in his hands like treasures.

Looking up and looking out of the window again, the clouds are already crimson, and piles of burning clouds are densely covered, changing rapidly.

"By the way, Xiaowen." Leng Yijiao looked away, looked at the maid beside him and asked, "Is Boss Mo back?"

"not yet."

"Aren't you coming back for dinner?"

"That hasn't been said yet."

"Oh."

"Doctor Leng is hungry? I'll let the kitchen make dinner first."

"No, I'll wait for Boss Mo, and we'll eat together." Leng Yijiao stretched a lot as he spoke, and the blanket on his shoulders fell to the ground.

"I'm a little sleepy." Leng Yizhen stood up as he said, not noticing that the blanket on his shoulders had fallen off at all, "I'll sleep for a while, call me after dinner."

Leng Yizhen read the book all afternoon and took notes for a full ten pages.As soon as I relax at this moment, I feel very tired.

"Okay, Doctor Leng." The maid hurriedly bent down to pick up the blanket that fell on the ground, and held it in her arms, "I'll make your bed right now."

I don't know how long I slept, but it was already night when I woke up.

Leng Yizhen turned over and woke up for a while.Sitting up again, he looked up at the dark night sky outside the window.

The night was getting darker, the moon had already revealed its head, and stars began to appear in the night sky.

It's already so late, Mo Yu should come back, right?

Leng Yijiao came out of the room and asked the maid who happened to pass by.After learning that Mo Yu hadn't come back, she was obviously a little disappointed.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" Leng Yijiao stood at the door, looking forward all the time, talking to himself.

It's been a whole day, and even if there is a big and important matter, it can be discussed.

At the same time, a maid came running from not far away, and when she got close, she bowed slightly to Leng Yijiao, and said politely, "Doctor Leng, Boss Mo called just now and said he won't be coming back for dinner tonight. You have dinner by yourself, don't wait for her."

"Oh, good." Leng Yijiao responded lightly, feeling a little depressed suddenly for some reason, even worried.

Turning around and going back to the room, Leng Yizhen closed the door and leaned his back against the door.

Why worry?