The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

"I—" Ming Bufan was speechless.

He is stupid enough, but he can't admit it.

"Don't stand and talk without back pain. If it were you that day, you would be able to follow me?"

Qiongqi: "..."

If he goes to follow him, even if he can't keep up, at least he can let the sensitive powder that the lady gave him play a role, right?

Where as it is now, it is completely passive.

"My lord, the detoxification pill is almost used up."

If this goes on like this, those who are injured by ghost corpses will really be set on fire, and there is no way for him to save them anyway!

"What?!" Hearing what Qiongqi said, Ming Bufan was really shocked.

Immediately, he rushed two steps in front of Qiongqi, and was about to grab Qiongqi's collar, but fortunately, Qiongqi dodged in time.

"What did you say, say it again!"

The detoxification pill is gone, so what's the matter?

Those ghost corpses have not been caught yet, and the number of injured people in the academy is still increasing. If there is no antidote pill, those people will have to wait to die?

"Then why didn't the girl refine a few more?" He couldn't help complaining.

Hearing this, Beiyehan raised his eyebrows, and his eyes, with unknown meaning, locked onto Mingbufan.

"How many pills are you going to refine?" he said.

I have no skills, and dare to dislike my original intention?

"Uh." Ming Bufan twitched the corner of his mouth, his face froze.

"I'm not in a hurry, you are too, why don't you give me a few more days of effort."

If it was decided according to the past, and the flame beast array would be opened after ten days, there would be so many things, and there would not be so few detoxification pills.

"Master Bufan, you can be content, at least the corpse poison in the academy is still under control," Qiongqi said.

The lady only refined it for one night, and it is the luck of Qinglong Academy to save so many disciples.

"Then we have to find a way." Ming Bufan said.

Being able to control it now doesn't mean it will be under control in the future.

"Also, Ah Shang, you have to find a way to detoxify the pill, even if it's for that girl, you can't stop detoxifying the pill."

He expected that Bei Yehan would never let outsiders know that the person who could actually refine the seventh-grade ghost pill was Sheng Chuxin.

"Qiongqi, you will personally follow up tonight." Bei Yehan's eyes darkened as he looked at the table of red boxes in front of him.

"Yes, my lord." Qiongqi responded.

"It is to refine the detoxification elixir, medicinal materials..." Bei Yehan kept tapping the fingers of his left hand on the table, his eyes fixed on Ming Bufan.

The corner of Ming Bufan's mouth twitched secretly, his heart was bleeding.

"Why do you get treasures and I get silver?"

This guy wants him to prepare all the medicinal materials again. This is simply... Treating his money as not money!

"It's not who you are. Could it be that we didn't catch the ghost corpse?" Qiongqi replied naturally, choking all Ming Bufan's words in his throat.

"I... count me unlucky!" Ming Bufan knew he was wrong, so he could only accept his fate.

Turning around, he walked out the door.

"Why are you going?" Seeing him leaving, Qiongqi hurriedly asked.

"Prepare the medicinal materials!" He gritted his teeth and replied.

Hurry up and get ready, hurry up and prepare the detoxification pill, otherwise, Qinglong Academy will really be in chaos.

In fact, it is already very chaotic now, and the disciples of all the halls want to leave the academy and go home. If it weren't for the Qinglong Academy's detoxification pill, they would have left long ago.

...

‘Chi Chi, Chi Chi. '

Sounds continued to be heard from the fire, and it was another night.