Miao Xiang, who was sitting behind Er Meng wearing a veil, asked Meng in a low voice: "Aren't you worried? How will Master Mo Wu make medicine like this?"
The people of Jiuyuan have always had a strangely high trust in the High Priest Mo, and Er Meng, who has been following Yan Mo all the time, is the best among them. If there is a hemostatic drug, there will be a hemostatic drug!"
This confidence!
La Mo Ling also nodded, "Everyone fails, and Mo Wu will not fail either."
In other words, when he came back this morning, he saw a little goblin beside Er Meng, and the two slept together. He has always admired Er Meng's ability to seduce women. It's a pity to say that he is a prince Your Highness, I haven't even slept with a female slave!
For this reason, La Moling looked at Miao Xiang twice more, and Miao Xiang noticed that his eyes gave him a shy smile.
Yuan Zhan leaned on the large stone couch, seemingly relaxed but focused all his attention on Yan Mo. He wasn't worried that Yan Mo wouldn't be able to make the witch medicine to stop the bleeding—all the scorched skin and scorched meat he collected were confiscated by his lord priest. What he was worried about was that someone would do something bad secretly.
Yan Mo doesn't mind using his own flesh and blood as medicine at all. Although the guide is cruel enough to punish him, he can punish him without any room for bargaining, but the body given to him by the other party is also his biggest golden finger. For nothing.
In the past five years, he has conducted many experiments using blood powder—the blood powder is the charred flesh that was ground into powder at the beginning. He found that this thing has an excellent effect on promoting vitality and improving immunity, and it can be used as the main medicine It can also be used as an additive.
He can use a variety of formulas to develop basic drugs like hemostatic powder, but adding blood powder is the best choice if he wants to achieve astonishing effects and minimize the production time.
Other forces also have their own recipes for stopping bleeding. Yan Mo took out Sanqi and thistle in advance. Both Sanqi and thistle can be made into medicine alone. Sanqi is usually dried and ground into powder for use, and thistle can be used fresh for juice.
Yan Mo used the big thistle first.
Shouzhong had already squeezed the juice from the big thistle, Yan Mo signaled with his eyes, asking him to open the small porcelain jar that he had taken out in advance, and use the medicine spoon that was prepared inside, scoop out a small spoon and put it into an empty small porcelain jar In the middle, pour in the thistle juice.
"Use that porcelain stick to stir the powder into a paste."
Shouzhong operated carefully according to the instructions, and soon a thinner viscous ointment appeared in the jar.
In the last step, Yan Mo asked Shouzhong to put the ointment under his palm, and he used his soul power to seal the medicinal properties so as not to let it lose its power.
The hemostatic ointment took no more than 20 minutes from the beginning to the making, and more than half of the time was spent teaching Shouzhong how to use tools.
Yan Mo looked at the others and found that quite a few priests had already completed it.
Everyone is looking at each other, obviously stealing lessons. Although you can't learn everything by stealing, just remembering the shape of a certain herb or the method of handling the herb is still profitable.
All the forces present, including the four intelligent races, as long as they have enough people, are sending people to record the pharmaceutical process of each family. How much they can remember depends on the individual.
Yan Mo paid special attention to the guide, and found that the guide did not respond at all. After thinking about it, Yan Mo asked Shouzhong to help him start refining the second formula of wound medicine. At the same time, he asked the guide to turn on the reminder - if it is not a punishment reminder, generally adding points will not be reminded immediately, and there will be no response until a certain amount has been accumulated.
The wound medicine formula he is going to make now was very famous in his previous life, it was almost called a divine prescription, most people would think of the name of this medicine when they mentioned wound medicine, of course this medicine can not only treat trauma, it has many effects , and this is one of the reasons why it is called a magic medicine.
At the beginning, this prescription was not circulated, but when it was applied for marketing in other countries, because the country required that all drugs sold abroad must provide corresponding drug ingredients, this formula was forced to be made public.
Tian Qi, borneol, dispersing stasis grass, white ox gallbladder, panshanlong, yam, bitter ginger, geranium, the public prescriptions have detailed ingredient ratios, and people like Yan Mo buy more finished products in the laboratory After several trials and comparisons, you can almost prepare the medicine by yourself.
Of course, there are other extended formulas for this formula, and the ingredients of the formula will also change according to the different effects.
And Tian Qi is Panax notoginseng. In fact, he did not collect all the medicines in this prescription before he came to Wucheng. He entered the standing herbal medicine library in the main hall to choose the medicine he needed.
In the end, he didn't find the yam medicine in the herbal medicine library, but Er Meng took the blueprint he had drawn before to the trading market to look for it, and found the yam medicine from the people in Shuicheng. Although this thing is not necessarily the yam medicine, the yam is right. . The people in Shuicheng didn't use it as a medicinal herb, but as a common food. Because of the lack of taste, they didn't like this kind of food that only old people, women and children ate. Ermeng bought a large root with a few bone coins.
Because he has been trying to find alternatives to develop this traumatic medicine before, he has already processed most of the medicines that need to be processed in advance, so he just needs to take them out and synthesize them.
He can't do it during the synthesis, so he naturally has to point out Shouzhong. Unlike other priests, when asking the drug slave to help, he only said vague words such as "the one on the left, the green one, the rattan one", he directly said The name of the herbs, and casually explain to Shouzhong the efficacy of these herbs, the geographical environment where they grow, which parts are useful, and how to deal with each part.
Shouzhong was about to cry, not because what Yan Mo asked him to do was too difficult, but because of Yan Mo's attitude towards him.
He came to Jiuyuan for two and a half days like a dream, not only can he eat and drink enough every day, he even eats three meals a day! There was very little work for him, and he even had to compete to get work for him. Even if everyone in Jiuyuan didn't smile at him, no one bullied him, let alone beat or scolded him. They also gave him new clothes to wear, which were precious cloth, still shiny new!
He is a slave, since he started serving Guizheng, he was often beaten and scolded, and the days when he was not beaten and scolded were already blessed by the god of the earth. And Yan Mo is also a priest, but he treats him so well, not only smiling at him, but also teaching him so patiently, my lord, what he said is a precious inheritance that the priests regard as a secret!
The god of the earth, he must have heard his prayers before letting him be taken away by Jiuyuan!
If this was a dream, he would rather never wake up again.
Seeing Shouzhong doing things while crying, Yan Mo couldn't help but laugh and cry, but the more he comforted the other party, the more he cried, and finally he just stopped caring about his mood. Fortunately, Shouzhong is not stupid, he will cry, and he can do well what he is asked to do.
I also said before that most of the people present were paying attention to the small circle of Jiuyuan. When they first saw that the little priest prepared a jar of ointment so simply, they all felt that the little priest had either given up or found some kind of ointment. Special magical medicine.
Interestingly, most agree it should be the latter. After all, the little priest healed Huo Yuntian the day before yesterday, and today there are rumors that Wu Xiang was able to wake up because of him.
This is a very contradictory mentality. Although most people don't want Jiuyuan's little priest to win, and they don't think he can win after seeing his quadriplegic state, but people's hearts are so strange, because Yan Mo's limbs Paralyzed, and they don't even have a skilled hand to help, but deep down in their hearts, they hope that this little priest can do something.
"What is the little Mo Wu doing?" The Lord of Mucheng couldn't help asking the high priest Chao Ge.
"Hush." Chaoge was listening to Yan Mo's explanation, and signaled the city lord to talk to her later.
The same scene happened in many forces, and Tucheng Keizheng directly sarcastically said: "Is the little priest of Jiuyuan an idiot? He even said so much to a slave, and everyone who can hear heard it!"
Snake Dan couldn't figure it out, which priest didn't keep his inheritance tightly covered? If anyone finds some kind of magical medicine or gets some kind of witchcraft formula, they would like to hide it from others. Why did the little priest say it in front of so many people
He is stupid? She Dan sneered, saying that Gui Zheng was stupid, he believed it, and saying Yan Mo was stupid, he didn't believe it.
The second priest of Tucheng is good at refining witch medicine, and his process of refining medicine is also very like a witch, the stone pot is bubbling and steaming, and he is talking about something from time to time. The herbs are thrown into the stone pot and boiled.
Yan Mo saw his right palm light up frequently, and knew that his "unnecessary action" just now was not in vain. At the same time, he also verified one thing - the guide didn't recognize the formula he just used to add blood powder with thistle juice, so he made it There are no minus points either.
But when he started to prepare the second formula, every time he explained, the guide would deduct points for him, and this reduction was quite a lot. Obviously, as many people heard it, he would get as many points as possible. After he finished the complete formula, his point reduction directly jumped out to a high score value of "-10000". The guide recognized the value of this formula and classified it as an advanced formula.
However, he still added some blood powder to the wound medicine, I believe the effect will be much better than the original effect of Daji ointment and this white medicine.
The medicine is about to be finished, and Yan Mo occasionally distracts himself to look at the other priests. He has learned to live forever, but he dare not say that the medicine he refines must be better than these old monsters who are soaked in herbs and witchcraft all day long , not to mention that this world cannot yet use common theories.
"Cuckoo!" The time flew by as soon as it rang.
"This is the end! Everyone stop!" Luo Jue raised the small horn and shouted to stop.
Yan Mo also happened to prepare the second wound medicine.
After the medicine is made, it is natural to test the effect.
The scene of the primitive society checking the effect of the wound medicine is very cruel and very direct.
Luo Jue first asked eleven slaves to collect the medicines refined by the priests on wooden trays, and stood in the open space in front of Wucheng.
Then eleven young slaves who were about the same height, short, fat and thin were pulled onto the field, and three priests supervised them personally. Blood gushes out from wounds that are almost identical in depth and length.
Luo Jue raised his voice: "Now the priests can instruct those medicine slaves to heal the wounded and stop the bleeding."
Shouzhong was hesitating whether to hug Yan Mo, Yuan Zhan on the stage had already made a leap and appeared beside Yan Mo.