The butler listened to Mo Siyu's explanation and thought about it carefully. Although he faintly felt that something was wrong, he also felt that it made sense, so he was relieved: "Miss Yu Mo, don't be too stressed. The high priest has been waiting for so many years. A few days earlier I won't care too much about it a few days later."
Mo Siyu nodded, watched the butler leave, and locked the door behind him.
This pharmacy is the largest pharmacy in the priest's mansion, and there are more and more rare and rare treasures in it. Mo Siyu collected several blood-enriching and refreshing medicinal materials, ground them into powder, made them into pills, and fed them to Huo Mei lying in the palm of her hand. The beast eats.
The little thing was a lot more timid, he took a sip first, smelled the unique aroma of the medicinal material, and then carefully swallowed the pill into his mouth and began to chew.
Mo Siyu looked at the wounds on its body, and saw long cuts all over its small body. If it wasn't because it couldn't die, the two doctors had to keep it alive. Killed.
Mo Siyu suppressed the anger in his heart, touched the fire monster: "I will never raise you to other people again, don't be afraid."
The little guy rubbed Mo Siyu's palm and took another pill.
For three days in a row, Mo Siyu groped to make pills while recuperating the body of the fire monster. There were several furnaces for refining medicine in the compartments of the pharmacy, lined up from big to small.
At the last step of making the pill, Mo Siyu looked at the fire monster that was alive and kicking again, and took out the syringe from the medicine bag, "Chu Yan, you hold it, and I will take some blood from it."
Chu Chuyan hugged the Fire Charm Beast, turned its head aside, and fed it pills.
Mo Siyu's needle landed on it, the little thing just paused, and started to take the pills given by Chu Chuyan as if nothing had happened, without feeling any pain at all.
When Mo Siyu got the blood, he let go of it.
So many medicinal materials were put in, only three pills were produced.
Qin Wuyan stared at the milky white pills on the plate, and there was a storm in his eyes: "How effective is the medicine? Does it work?"
"I don't know." Mo Siyu shook his head truthfully: "The wizard's handbook only recorded the general process of refining pills at that time, I integrated it, and I almost figured out the process and sequence of these wizards' refining pills. It has been made, and the colors match, which shows that the pills I made are successful."
As for the effect of the medicine, no one took it, and of course they didn't know what the consequences would be.
In front of Aoki, there are also pills, but the color is a mixture of red and gray, the color distribution is uneven, it looks extremely ugly.
Qin Wuyan glanced at Qingmu's plate, and asked Mo Siyu: "Then what are these pills?"
"The color is too red, indicating that there is too much blood, and the color distribution is uneven, indicating that the heat is not well controlled. The steps of making these pills are correct, but the proportion of the medicine is wrong. It is also effective, but it is not obvious. .” Mo Siyu casually commented: “It’s a waste of herbs.”
Aoki: "..."
Qingmu Qingbai's face trembled, if eyes could kill, Mo Siyu would have been killed by his eyes long ago.
Qin Wuyan held Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand, and said with great interest: "Then how do we know the effect of the medicine?"
Aoki seems to have found the confidence: "Ms. Yu Mo's evaluation of others is very clear. The correct color of the pill does not mean that the effect of the medicine is also correct. Let's wait until the effect of the medicine is exerted, otherwise, it will become a lie."