Looking at the excrement stirring stick stirred up and down in the decoction, Ke yun'an used up all his strength, all his mind and all his will to resist the urge to vomit. But this time, he said nothing more.
Herbs are originally born in heaven and earth. This excrement stirring stick... By the way, it should be that the stick is more nimble and more grounded because of the wind and frost every day and the rain and dew at night, and the effect of the decoction is better. He can think of the answer without asking.
It's no wonder that master Yan's Alchemy attainments are different. Even those masters from Shengzong admire him for their wonderful ideas, and even ask him for advice in private. How can he understand such alchemy? Since he doesn't understand, don't say anything more.
Besides, he doesn't drink the soup anyway. Master Yan can stir it as he likes. He can stir it as he likes. Let him go... Well, that's the main reason.
After a while, a pot of steaming juice was boiled. It was just the colorful color, the sticky appearance, and the lingering sour smell. How could it be so like... Forget it. If you think about it again, the history of Keyuan is really going to spit it out.
"Mr. Yuanzheng, the taste of this decoction may not be very good, but the good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. You can bear it. Come on, open your mouth." Master Yan takes the hot medicine and coaxes Shen Zhengxing like a child.
Shen Zhengxing looks at master Yan in horror and doesn't know whether to open his mouth. However, whether he should open his mouth or not, whether he wants to open it or not, he can't open it. If he could open it, he would have vomited a long time ago.
"How can I forget that the president of the hospital is so poisonous that I can't open my mouth." Master Yan patted his forehead heavily and said.
"I'll do it." Ke Yunan reached out to hold Shen Zhengxing's chin.
"Don't bother. Even if you open his chin, he can't swallow it. I'll do it." Master Yan stretched his left hand, pinched Shen Zhengxing's chin and pulled it down.
"Ha!" The president of the hospital dislocated his chin and opened his mouth.
Ke yun'an wiped his forehead secretly. He is worthy of the title of master Dan Dao. Look at how skillful and relaxed master Yan's movements are. You can see that he has not practiced less. However, isn't it too violent? This is the president of the hospital. You're not afraid that he won't finish with you after he recovers.
Ke Yunan doesn't know what kind of violence it is. What's more violent is still behind.
Master Yan's left hand pulled open the chin of the master Yuanzheng, and his right hand immediately produced a thick bamboo tube like a magic trick, which was inserted into the master Yuanzheng's mouth in a flash, and then he took the medicine juice and poured it down.
"Gudong! "Gudong" with the decrease of the juice in the medicine jar, Shen Zhengxing's eyes swelled like a toad, rolling his eyes, and his old face turned red.
"Hoo..." Ke yun'an's cold juice is flowing, and he can't wipe it.
Violence is really too violent. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he really didn't know that master Yan's medical methods were so violent, and he was not afraid to suffocate the president alive.
Wait a minute, this scene is a little familiar. It seems that I have seen the same scene long, long, long ago, but it's too long to remember.
Finally, a jar of medicinal juice was poured down. When master Yan pulled out the bamboo tube and clapped it to help him close his chin, the master Yuan Zheng was as straight as a dead fish, and his white eyes were full of fear and sorrow.
It's terrible. The medical skill of master Dan Dao is really terrible. If he had a choice, he would rather lie down like this all his life, rather than suffer the living sin.
A living sin? Obviously, the master Yuan Zheng underestimated master Yan's medical skills.