"Master, he, he is the weirdo I told you!"
Chu Jiaotong's excited voice awakened Ye Hong from his thoughts.
He turned around and saw Chu Jiaotong pulling a woman towards him.
Looking at Ye Hong's indifferent eyes, Chu Jiaotong was immediately frightened and hid behind the woman.
And Ye Hong couldn't help but focus on this woman.
I saw that the woman Chu Jiaotong brought was also wearing a white coat.
But compared to Chu Jiaotong's petite figure, this person's figure was much taller, rivaling Murong Tingmeng in height.
Women of this height are not common in Jiangnan water towns.
Looking up at her face, she was inevitably startled by her frosty face.
This is a mature face that is not inferior to beauties such as Murong Tingmeng and Qin Hongshuang.
The same oval face without makeup is as white as snow.
But the expression on his facial features was as cold as snow, like an iceberg that would never melt.
Her long, shiny black hair was pulled into a high bun, with a lavender-like lilac hairpin slanting through it.
Seeing the mature charm exuding from her movements, Ye Hong guessed that she should be over thirty.
This woman is very difficult to mess with at first glance!
But the woman who suddenly appeared immediately focused her attention on the soup being brewed in front of Ye Hong.
Her nose twitched slightly, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Bingcube's face!
"Phoenix Yi, Liuyuehan Bezoar and Silkworm Silkworm Sand. How can these medicinal materials be mixed together and boiled?!"
This woman's voice was as cold as her person, like the sound of falling snow splashing in the cold winter months.
At this time, the voice was full of surprise and anger.
Because what Ye Hong is doing has subverted all her knowledge of ancient medical techniques for more than thirty years in her life!
But when she smelled the medicinal fragrance in the air again, her expression became confused again.
"How is it possible that several medicinal materials with such different medicinal properties can taste so mellow and sweet when cooked?"
Seeing her master muttering to himself while his expression kept changing, Chu Jiaotong suddenly looked at her master curiously as if she had discovered a new world.
This was the first time she had seen her master with so many emotions.
After all, in the past, this scary woman only had a cold face.
Even when facing the mysterious president whom he had only met once, his master had never been so moved.
Because of this, the master and apprentice were shocked and dumbfounded, but they completely forgot about Ye Hong.
When Ye Hong saw that they did not come to disturb him, he did not care about them and continued to complete the final process.
A few minutes later, when a wisp of golden-green gas began to emerge from the casserole, Ye Hong knew that he was done.
In order to get back to the ground as quickly as possible, he didn't have time to pour out the medicinal soup inside, but ran directly out with the casserole in his arms.
Chu Jiaotong's attention was immediately drawn back by Ye Hong's movements. When she saw Ye Hong's fleshy palms directly touching the outer wall of the steaming casserole, she subconsciously exclaimed: "Be careful!"
"Ding! Trigger entry-level heat resistance, automatically form an anti-heat film, and reduce hand temperature."
But Ye Hong didn't even frown, as if he didn't feel anything at all, and left the medicine room like a gust of wind.
"Is he practicing Iron Palm?"
Chu Jiaotong only felt that her outlook on life and world view had been impacted again.
But she quickly remembered something and exclaimed to the tall woman beside her: "Master!"
The woman frowned deeply and said coldly: "There is no room for loss of medicinal materials in the base, chase!"
(End of chapter)