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Chapter 22 Twenty-four hours of counter-terrorism

Let’s not talk about the time travelers of the Blood Demon Sect.

In a double-blind situation, finding a person is like looking for a needle in a haystack in this world of billions of people.

Chen Changyan's eyes are not that big.

What he is thinking about now is the danger that is near before his eyes - how to deal with the three lurkers in the sect.

He has a second to solve the lurker's problem.

Well, as we all know, 1S=24H.

When the bell rang in the middle of the night, what appeared in Chen Changyan's mind was Kiefer Sutherland's face.

Darkness is coming.

Soon, the fluorescent light flashed, and the face of his roommate Xiao Mo gradually became clear in front of him.

From Xiao Mo's perspective, Teacher Chen in front of him had just heard her almost self-deprecating complaints, and his previous sentence was still asking her what Xiao Loach was.

However, Xiao Mo only smiled sadly and did not answer the question about Xiao Niu.

Chen Changyan was also not worried about the little loach's problem... He went to the bathroom first, and from the afternoon to the evening, his bladder was a little unable to withstand it.

Taking advantage of the time he was washing his hands in the bathroom, he also sorted out his ideas.

In fact, he only has two things to do.

First, we must figure out what is the reason for the disappearance of the blood and energy of the Blood Demon Sect?

Second, we must figure out how to pull them out of our side and kill them.

If the third thing can be done - as long as the Blood Demon Sect appears by his side in the future, he will be able to discover it, which would be even better.

But the world is difficult, so you should avoid greed and things should be done one by one.

Crazy...

After Chen Changyan thought about these two points clearly, he washed his face in the bathroom. While listening to the sound of running water, he recalled what Xiao Mo was talking to him before he returned to his own world.

Oh, Xiao Mo said she was a time traveler, and she also said she didn't want to be a time traveler.

She wants to go home.

Judging from her meaning, should she belong to the soul?

One-time, no return ticket.

Alas, a little girl is in the second grade of junior high school. She is just a fantasy time traveling but understands that time traveling will not really happen. She suddenly wears her clothes and inexplicably goes to another strange world and continues the life of another person she doesn't know. It's also quite difficult.

Compared to her peers, her character is already pretty good.

At least she survived.

After Chen Changyan went out of the bathroom, he didn't say anything nonsense. He first made a big call and calmed the nurse's emotions.

"Okay, Teacher Chen, you really don't believe it." As a result, Xiao Mo was not comforted, but laughed with a thud, "Forget it, you don't need to comfort me, I didn't expect you to believe it. It's good to talk to you for five years..."

Comfort a lonely Chen Changyan: "..."

Xiao Mo said: "Okay. If it's someone else, I don't dare to say it regardless of whether he believes it or not."

Chen Changyan: "A woman's mouth is a lie."

Xiao Mo laughed out loud again and waved his fist to hit him.

"Okay, it's not too late. You should have a shift tomorrow, right? Go to bed first." Chen Changyan stood up and said.

"Yeah." Xiao Mo's mood also improved a lot.

"Oh..." Chen Changyan had already stepped into his room with one foot, and suddenly slapped his head, looking as if he was suddenly remembering something...

"Hmm? Teacher Chen has something to do?" Xiao Mo did not see any artificial ingredients.

"I have a friend..." Chen Changyan started.

"Don't! Don't have a friend, just say it, just yourself." Xiao Mo covered his mouth and smiled.

"No, there is really a friend who found out that his mother was taking a medicine recently... He was very worried, but when he asked his mother what was going on, his mother refused to say that I just now, suddenly thought, would you still know?" Chen Changyan said.

"Oh? The old man secretly bought health products? Don't you want him to know?" Xiao Mo said.

"It shouldn't be that his mother doesn't buy health products. She used to be the kind of person who could not take medicine without taking medicine. So now he is very suspicious whether it is a cancer or something."

When Xiao Mo heard Chen Changyan say this, his expression became serious: "After saying this, the old man sometimes gets sick, he just doesn't like to tell his children, for fear of their concern and affecting their work. Do you know the name of the medicine?"

"Telmisartan Hydrochlorothiazide Tablets." Chen Changyan pronounced this name with great difficulty.

"Oh, Megasu?" Xiao Mo said.

Chen Changyan originally thought that she needed to check or call the doctor or something.

Unexpectedly, she, a little nurse, was very familiar with this name.

"Do you know? It's a common medicine?" Chen Changyan asked.

"Well, prescription drugs are prescribed in the pharmacy on the first floor of our hospital." Xiao Mo said, but her expression was not solemn.

Chen Changyan vaguely felt something was wrong.

Although it is a prescription drug, judging from Xiao Mo's reaction, this may be really common, an industrial assembly line drug that is easy to obtain in this world.

"What's the treatment?" Chen Changyan asked calmly.

"Oh, it's the medicine to treat hypertension. The living conditions in this world are good. Older people will have more or less this underlying disease. It's normal... So, if you say to your friend, don't worry too much. Take the medicine as the doctor's advice, don't reduce the dose without authorization, and check it regularly. There is no big problem." Xiao Mo said sternly.

Although Chen Changyan only traveled for one year, not as long as Xiao Mo's five-year penetration age, he still has heard of the disease of hypertension.

Therefore, what the Blood Demon Sect uses to dilute blood and energy on the body... is this kind of antihypertensive medicine that the elderly often use?

"The problem cannot be said to be small. At least we have to ask him to accompany his mother for a review." Chen Changyan said, and seemed to ask casually, "Is this medicine effective stable? Are there any food taboos? For example... the taboos that cannot be used with cephalosporin?"

"It should be considered stable. Usually once a day, you don't need to pay special attention to anything. Otherwise, I will go to the hospital tomorrow and help your friend ask questions?" Xiao Mo said.

"Okay." Chen Changyan said, "I'll bring you milk tea after get off work tomorrow."

"You're off work tomorrow, I've just gone to work." Xiao Mo shook his head, wiped off the last bit of tears from the corner of his eyes, and went back to his room to rest.

Chen Changyan returned to the room, sat in front of a bunch of papers, and sat for a long time.

For the Blood Demon Sect, this medicine that was considered a plug-in is much easier to obtain than he imagined... The big medicines in this world are completely different from theirs. They are produced with beautiful industrial assembly lines very quickly.

There is almost no need to worry about the season, poor quality, and errors in handling the medicine.

"Everything is good, but there are no contraindications, which is very bad." Chen Changyan fell into thinking... If this medicine is like cephalosporin, something happens if it is taken with alcohol, then it would be much easier for him to solve the three lurkers.

But there is no way to do this... A mature medicine must be that the fewer contraindications, the better.

He would never have thought that the inventor of this medicine would be taken to a fairy world to dilute a sign of blood called the Blood-killing Heart Method.

Chen Changyan took a look at the time, at half past twelve.

Go to bed first. No matter how nervous the time is, no matter how bad the situation is, sleep must be guaranteed.

...

The next day, when the alarm clock rang, the hour hand of the watch pointed to seven o'clock in the morning.

Chen Changyan taught the ideological and political education of three classes, but did not lead the class teacher.

Their school is a little busy with Chinese and English teachers, and they both have to teach morning self-study. It is definitely not possible to get up at seven o'clock.

It's seven o'clock in the morning.

In other words, there are still seventeen hours left to solve the problem.

Of course, Chen Changyan hopes that Xiao Mo will go to the hospital this afternoon and ask for some good news, such as the drug has taboos.

But you can't put all your hopes on Xiao Mo, because the probability is really not high.

The modern industrial preparation system is very mature, and it can be seen from the quality of the external medicine he has been using.

He carried two fried dough sticks downstairs, a cup of soy milk, and walked while eating...

Turning his head, he saw the Chutian Oriental Garden Community next door.

In his spiritual consciousness, the Book of Qingnian was floating silently on the head of Sha Diao.
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