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"How can it be that simple? These poisons have been in his body for ten years and have already become a part of his body. If they are all removed, it might not be a good thing." Yao Qingcheng poured some of the medicinal herbs together, stirred them up, and passed them to Little Fishy, asking her to write her name inside a bag.

"Ah, I can't remove all of them?" The little fish had a bitter expression on her face. She wished that she could cure Night Nine's illness in one fell swoop.

Yao Qingcheng shook her head. This was like a turtle carrying a tombstone. It was so heavy that it couldn't even breathe, but once she took away its tombstone, it would suddenly become easy and she might not be able to continue living.

"How did you think of using poisonous insects to ingest the poison in his body?" Yao Qingcheng intentionally spoke to her, dispersing her concentration. Regarding this point, she couldn't wrap her head around it at all. What she learnt was acupuncture, not poison. How could she have thought of such a method?

"I saw it in a book," replied Xiaoyu as she meticulously sorted through the herbs.

When she first saw this scenario, she felt her blood run cold, but after reading "Ghost Blows Out the Light", she was especially impressed by these literati. How did they come up with this idea, each of them is more abnormal than the other, does the writer look like a pervert, but the reader is more perverted, because they all like this, and she only remembered it because this plot was too perverted, she didn't expect it to be used by someone else, or by someone she loved.

"Oh?" Yao Qingcheng thought that it would be some kind of ancient medical book, but she didn't expect it to be a book. She froze for a moment.

When she poured out the 'little thing' out, she let Little Fishy watch from the side. She pointed at the little things' movements, made Little Fishy carefully observe them, even explained how to catch these things once, then threw Little Fishy a pair of suede gloves, and told her to grab the scorpion, centipede, and toad, and put them back into the bag.

Little Fishy looked at the "little things" crawling around on the ground. She felt her scalp go numb, and the hairs all over her body started to explode. She was a person that even the caterpillars were afraid of.

Xiao Yu grabbed the last "little thing" and put it back in her bag, feeling weak all over, wanting to sit on the ground and not get up, but she couldn't, the matter of cleaning Night Nine's body was urgent, after all, she had become Yao Qingcheng's disciple, she didn't feel relaxed at all, instead she had a lot of odd jobs to do, she pushed Night Nine out of the steam room, and after throwing it to the fifteen of them, she was carried away to do some odd jobs.

Although Yu Di was extremely tired and scared to death, she refused to shout out. Just as Night Nine was about to speak, she looked at him with a pleading look and begged, "Good Little Nine, do you know? I found that I really like to learn these things, and I really like to smell the traditional Chinese medicine. "

Since she had already said so, what else could others say? Moreover, they believed that Little Fishy only learned how to recognize Chinese herbal medicine. No one would have thought that a little fish that had been crawling on its body for half a day would actually be able to catch those poisonous things.

Every day, he would follow in front of Little Fishy and run back and forth for her. He was never tired of it, ever since he saw Yao Qingcheng calling her grandmaster, he called her by that name, causing her scalp to go numb. He stared at Little Fishy. Master Ancestor. " Doctor Lu shouted from outside the door.

The feeling of being called grandteacher by an old man with a face full of chrysanthemums was always a little strange.

Xiaoyu let out a dry laugh. "Master, your disciple isn't talented, but she did take in a disciple. Although your disciple is a bit clumsy and stupid and also took in some disciples, master, although there aren't many disciples now, there are quite a few of them."

"What disciple? Tell him to hurry up and leave." Yao Qingcheng impatiently waved her hands and said.

Doctor Lu looked at Xiaoyu for help.

"That's enough, Lu Buwei. You can leave now." Fishy winked at him.

Doctor Lü called himself Lu Wei. Xiaoyu heard the name and thought it was too vulgar. Doctor Lü quickly called him Master's Gift. Xiaoyu waved her hand and said, "Lu Buwei."

Doctor Lü became LU Bwei.

"Master." Little Fishy had a flattering smile on her face as she went over to hold onto Yao Qingcheng's arm.

"You're smiling so lecherously, don't think that I will let you go." Yao Qingcheng held the bag and waved it at Little Fishy.

"What?" Xiaoyu was so scared that her face turned white.

"Refining poison."

Yao Qingcheng stared at the little fish with shining eyes, tempting the fish further. "Refining the poison out would make it easier to refine the antidote."

Xiaoyu snatched the bag away, "Master, I'll take it."

She knew this and understood it, just like when she first grew smallpox, or when she was researching vaccines against SARS, she could not leave the mother vaccine. As long as she was able to refine the poison in Night Nine's body, she believed that she would be able to cure Night Nine's illness very soon.

She had almost suspected that Yao Qingcheng had also transmigrated here, because her laboratory was too similar to a laboratory. Originally, she had thought that there would be many bottles and jars, but who would have thought that she would not see so many porcelain vases, instead seeing so many glass jars. The translucent glass bottles were glowing with a rainbow of colors, it was truly a pleasing sight to behold.

"What are you daydreaming for? Get to work." Yao Qingcheng patted Little Fishy's head.

"Aiyo, Master, be more gentle. Master, do you know what Einstein was like? No, I should ask, do you know that it's useless to ask? " Eindstein and Beethoven were not doctors.

"What are you talking about?" Yao Qingcheng cast a strange glance at Little Fishy.

"No, nothing." Little Fishy was a little disappointed. Do you think it would be so difficult to find a companion in ancient times?

After coming out from Yao Qingcheng's place, Little Fishy stretched her back and sniffed a few times. She could not rid herself of the stench from her body, and the moment she thought about detoxifying the poison, she felt that this laboratory was too eerie and scary. It was better to leave immediately.

Little Fishy fled like she was escaping. Yao Qingcheng waited for her to leave the room before pensively looking at her back. Just how strong was she exactly? She thought she was going to faint, but she actually became strong.

She could see the shadow of herself in her body back then, stubbornly protecting a person. However, the person she was protecting with all her might had vanished because of a man who was unwilling to return, causing her to hate everyone under the heavens ever since. Elder sister, do you hate him? Yao Qingcheng went back to her room gloomily.

Little Fishy said that she was running away, but she didn't dare to run. If she fell down, that would be no joke. After walking for a long distance, and no one was around, Little Fishy finally collapsed and sat in the pavilion.

She covered her stomach with one hand and her mouth with the other. Thinking of what happened just now made her feel nauseous. How did she insist on just now?

Looking at the clear river, Little Fishy's heart gradually calmed down.

The sound of footsteps came from behind. Little Fishy turned her head, and her face suddenly became pale from fright. She fiercely stood up, her eyes flashing with fear. She subconsciously protected her stomach with one hand as she leaned against the pillar.

"Why is it you?"