Iron Cross Fire

Haha!

Hearing this, Yue Feng smiled faintly: "Just because you can't treat it doesn't mean others can't... You have to know that medical skills are boundless. A true doctor can make bones grow flesh and bring the dead back to life."

"You..." Yang Qingyun's face flushed, and he wanted to refute, but he couldn't say anything.

The medical skills of growing flesh from bones and bringing the dead back to life only exist in legends. How could they exist in reality?

However, Yang Qingyun didn't know at this time that the person in front of him was not the real Yueyang, but from the brilliant civilization of Jiuzhou Continent, and he was a disciple of Shennong, the ancestor of medicine. His medical skills were far beyond his imagination.

"Lin'er!"

At this time, Yue Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense, and his eyes turned back to Su Lin'er: "If you believe me, let me try. If it succeeds, everyone will be happy. If it fails, you think I colluded with Jiangyang bandits or drugged Liu Ying, and I won't frown even if you arrest me and send me to the government office."

This...

Seeing Yue Feng's sincere face, Su Lin'er bit her lips tightly and pondered.

If what he said was true, and the disease was cured, he could live peacefully in the future and no longer have to worry about the disease recurring.

"Yueyang!"

At this time, Master Su, who had been silent all the time, also looked solemn: "Are you sure you can cure Lin'er's disease?" His voice was not loud, but his eyes were full of expectation.

He only has this one daughter, who is like a pearl in his palm. In recent years, he has been working hard for her disease. If there is really a way to cure her, it would be a big surprise.

"Absolutely true!" Yue Feng answered seriously.

Hearing this, Master Su couldn't hide his excitement and nodded at Su Lin'er: "Lin'er, let him try."

"Okay!"

Su Lin'er responded and looked at Yue Feng seriously: "You can start preparing the medicine now!"

What? The lady actually agreed.

Seeing this situation, both Qiuhong and Yang Qingyun were shocked.

Especially Yang Qingyun, who looked anxious at this time: "Miss, taking medicine to treat illness is not a joke. You should know that medicine is three-point poison. If it fails, the consequences will be disastrous."

Su Lin'er did not respond, obviously she had made up her mind.

Yang Qingyun was speechless, but she was not giving up. She tilted her head and looked at Yue Feng: "Yueyang, I want to ask, how do you plan to prepare the medicine?"

Prepare medicine?

Yue Feng smiled slightly: "Simple preparation of medicine, of course not, I need to use Jianmei grass as a medicine to refine a blood-purifying pill!"

What?

At this moment, whether it was Yang Qingyun, Su Lin'er or the people around, they were all shocked and looked at Yue Feng in great surprise, and they were all shocked.

He...what did he say?

He wants to make pills?

You know, Ziwei Continent has a long history, and there have been alchemists, but a thousand years ago, a catastrophe occurred in the alchemy world, all the pill recipes were burned, and the alchemists disappeared.

It can be said that the art of alchemy has long been lost in Ziwei Continent, and Yue Yang in front of him actually said he wanted to make an elixir?

It was really unbelievable.

"Alchemy?" At this time, Su Lin'er was also extremely surprised, looking at Yue Feng and confirming: "You want to make an elixir?"

Oh my!

Seeing this situation, Yue Feng frowned secretly, very speechless, just making an elixir, why is it so surprising?

Thinking of it, Yue Feng smiled and nodded: "Yes!" As he said, he told the maid next to him about the other materials needed, and asked them to arrange the elixir furnace.

Those maids were still in shock, but under the reminder of Master Su, they hurried to prepare.

After a while, several maids got the elixir furnace.

Yue Feng took a look and found that the elixir furnace was a bit old, but it was still bronze, not bad.

Soon, the medicinal materials were also ready. At that time, Yue Feng did not hesitate, directly lit the furnace, and then skillfully sorted the medicinal materials and put them into the furnace in an orderly manner. Every step, Yue Feng was orderly and serious.

Huh!

Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall looked at Yue Feng with extremely complicated eyes.

It started now? But it looked like it was true.

Especially Yang Qingyun, who watched every step of Yue Feng closely, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, and was shocked in his heart.

He...he really knows how to make pills?

There was a half-page of pill recipe in Yang Qingyun's home, and the details of the pill making described on it were not much different from the steps just now taken by Yue Feng.

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