In the dark night, Yun Sheng's eyes flashed with excitement and joy.
Xiao Hei's unintentional action caused her to burst out of inspiration, thinking of the last raw material she lacked for the hemostatic agent.
Surprised, she picked up Xiao Hei, and instead of going home, she hurried towards the Fa Temple.
Sometimes there are patients in the Fa Temple for night consultations, so the door of the Fa Temple has never been closed at night.
At this hour, Great Magician Yang should also go to sleep.
Yun Sheng returned to the pharmacy, turned the pine oil lamp to the darkest, took out the puree of the hemostatic agent that had been ground earlier, and carefully added the dew she collected in the medicine field into the puree.
The medicinal herb system of the Promise Continent advocates the power of nature, and sometimes a drop of water or a leaf can have unexpected effects.
After Yelu was added to the puree, the color of the hemostatic agent changed subtly, and the smell it emitted was almost exactly the same as what Yun Sheng had seen in the pharmacy earlier.
"It's done," Yun Sheng lowered his volume.
But immediately, she realized a problem.
The hemostatic agent was successful, but who should she ask to test the drug
According to Yunsheng's inclusive medical knowledge of the East and the West, a new drug must go through clinical trials before it can be truly applied to humans.
In the village, only hunters can use hemostatic agent when hunting in the mountains. However, because the price of hemostatic agent is too high, most hunters are reluctant to use hemostatic agent. Method, apply Zhixuehua to cure.
As a result, no one in Jiaoye Village has seen the true effect of the hemostatic flower, and no one knows whether the hemostatic agent used by Yun Sheng is a successful hemostatic agent.
"Go to the town to find a special warrior to test?" Yun Sheng was puzzled.
Just when she was in trouble, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the courtyard.
Could it be that at this time, someone really came to treat the illness.
Yun Sheng sneaked into the Dharma Temple, and it would be terrible if that yin and yang Daoist Daoist found out.
Yun Sheng hurriedly blew out the pine oil lamp, held her breath, and tiptoed to the door.
In the courtyard, calm has returned.
Xiao Hei in Yun Sheng's arms suddenly barked outside, and Yun Sheng covered his mouth and nose.
"Keep a low profile, we are thieves," Yun Sheng said angrily.
Xiao Hei groaned extremely wronged, and then yelled twice in a low voice.
At this time, Yun Sheng also smelled a faint smell.
That smell is very special, like mixed with the smell of blood.
"Poison," Yun Sheng became alert, someone was poisoned.
She opened the concealed door, and in the courtyard, she found a black figure crawling on the ground.
Ye Beiming!
Yun Sheng immediately recognized the motionless person in the darkness, Ye Beiming who hadn't seen him for a long time.
Yun Sheng rushed forward, trying to turn Ye Beiming over.
Just as she was about to step forward, a piercing sword light flashed by, and Ye Beiming arched his body. His left hand pressed down on his belly, black blood gushed out from his fingertips, and he held a sword in his hand.
As vigilant as he is, even though his consciousness is already blurred, his body is still on alert, and he will reflexively fight back if anyone approaches.
"The one surnamed Ye scares people, scares people to death," Yun Sheng lowered his volume and cursed viciously.
When he heard Yun Sheng's distraught voice, Ye Beiming's body trembled violently, the sword in his hand dropped, and a smile spread across his mouth, "Little wild cat, it's you."
As soon as the words fell, he couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.
He was seriously injured, and his clothes were completely covered with blood. I really don't know what kind of will he relied on to persist to the Fa Temple.
Considering that the pharmacy was not too hidden, Yun Sheng teamed up with Xiao Hei, and dragged him back to Ye Beiming's own room.
Ye Beiming's room was very simple, except for a few books, there was almost nothing but a bed and a table with a kettle on it.
Yun Sheng lit the oil lamp, and took out the various healing tools he was carrying.
Under the light, Ye Beiming's face was already full of poison, and the lips on that commanding mouth had turned black.
The heaviest wound on his body was on his waist. Judging from the condition of the wound, he must have been attacked by some kind of highly poisonous monster.
Didn't you mean to go to the trial? From the looks of it, it seemed like he was going to risk his life.
Yun Sheng cursed secretly, took out the scalpel, and cut open the blood-stained clothes.
Ye Beiming was in pain, but he refused to hum.
"A dead duck has a tough mouth, let's see how long you can bear it." Yun Sheng glanced at the wound, and decided to scrape off the carrion on the wound first, and then suck out the toxin.
She thought evilly, if she didn't give this guy an anesthetic, he deserved to hurt him to death.
Saying this is just a thought, excessive pain may sometimes have adverse consequences.
Yun Sheng took out the acupuncture needles that had been soaked with mandala juice, and pierced Ye Beiming's abdomen at several key points. The anesthetic quickly took effect, which not only relieved the pain, but also helped to slow down the bleeding of the wound. Happening.
Yun Sheng took out the scalpel and quickly cut off the necrotic muscle on Ye Beiming's wound.
After cleaning up most of the carrion, Ye Beiming's wound finally revealed fresh flesh and blood.
"Further down, the poisonous blood will be removed," Yun Sheng leaned over, sucking the poisonous blood from Ye Beiming's body. As long as the poisonous blood is cleaned up, it will be all right.
She had just taken a sip, and her neck felt chilly. When she looked up, Ye Beiming had woken up.
His complexion was much better than before. Just now, he felt a numb itching in his severely injured abdomen, and an indescribable strange feeling surged up.
He felt that his eyelids were heavy, and after a lot of effort, there was a faint fragrance under his body, and he soon realized that Yun Sheng was bent under his body.
Ye Beiming is a few years older than Yun Sheng, and because of his background, he knows more about men and women than ordinary people.
At this moment, Yun Sheng raised his face. Although he couldn't see Yun Sheng's face, Ye Beiming had already sketched a scene in his mind.
"You! You are dying, the wound is poisonous," Ye Beiming didn't know what to do for a while.
Tsk, he really has a monster-level physique. The mandoline anesthetic that can anesthetize a cow only lasted for half an hour when it was used on him.
Yun Sheng cursed secretly, with an angry mouth: "Poison is transmitted through blood, so you can't die." After that, she leaned over and sucked a few more mouthfuls of poisonous blood for Ye Beiming.
Blood spread, what is that thing
Ye Beiming froze for a moment, not understanding what Yun Sheng was talking about.
After sucking up all the blood, Yun Sheng took out another bottle of newly developed hemostatic agent, and poured most of the bottle on Ye Beiming's body.
"Okay, for the past few days, avoid water, spicy food, and meat. You can't use force. Just cook some anti-inflammatory herbs." Yun Sheng yawned and looked outside. , I'm afraid Yun Canghai is going to come out to find someone.
Ye Beiming lowered his head and looked at the almost perfect bandage on his body. He had a strange expression. Just when he was about to ask a question, his expression suddenly changed. He stretched out his arm and pulled Yun Sheng's body onto the bed. He lifted the quilt and threw her whole. Everyone is under the pressure.