Chapter eight hundred and twenty first forced to sell drugs
"Don't cry, little baby... Don't cry, little baby... Take a bath, you'll be fine soon..."
Seeing Xiaobao sitting in the bucket and crying loudly, Xuan Ziyue next to him was a little confused, and Pan Xiaoxiao looked at Jiang Yuan next to him with a distressed look on his face and said: "Jiang Yuan... is it almost done?
Let Xiaobao come out when it’s almost done..."
"We have to wait..." Jiang Yuan also looked distressed at this time, but he shook his head firmly and rejected Pan Xiaoxiao's request;
"Wait a minute...it's been more than ten minutes, right?" Hearing the heart-wrenching cries and looking at Xiaobao's red face steamed by the liquid, Pan Xiaoxiao looked at Jiang Yuan pleadingly and said
: "Almost forget it..."
"No, it's only five minutes... If you want the medicine to have the best effect, it will take a quarter of an hour..." Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his watch, hesitated for a moment, not sure whether to comfort Pan Xiaoxiao or himself, and sighed.
He said: "This is good for him..."
Looking at Jiang Yuan's expression, Pan Xiaoxiao pursed her lips vigorously, and then said nothing. She also knew that Jiang Yuan was actually more uncomfortable than she should be, but this was for Xiaobao's own good, and Xiaobao must be allowed to persist.
After ten minutes of waiting, the medicinal solution gradually cooled down, and Xiaobao cried so hard that he lost all strength and fell asleep in the bath, but his whole body was still as red as a steamed shrimp.
Xuan Ziyue reached out and carefully took Xiaobao out of the bucket, then took the cotton towel handed over by Jiang Yuan, helped Xiaobao dry the liquid all over his body, and then wrapped Xiaobao in a blanket.
Holding it in his hands, he looked at Jiang Yuan and said with a bitter smile: "I hope Xiaobao can get used to it slowly, otherwise I think I won't be able to hold on!"
"Ziyue...is this really necessary?" Although he knew the result, Pan Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask.
"Of course it is necessary..." Xuan Ziyue looked at the sleeping Xiaobao in her arms, sighed softly, and said: "We also had to go through this process when we were young, but Xiaobao's luck was much better than ours...
He has a good father who can give him the best medicine and prescriptions..."
"Oh..." Hearing Xuan Ziyue's words, Pan Xiaoxiao could only respond helplessly. Since Xuan Ziyue wanted it when she was a child, Xiaobao naturally had no choice but to do so;
Jiang Yuan also had a headache. The points needed to redeem Xiaobao's marrow cleansing soup were more than one hundred. Although he borrowed several hundred points from Ma Xiaorui, if he used it once a day, it would only be enough for four or five days.
It seems that I have to work harder, otherwise I won’t even be able to raise my son, which is really embarrassing.
Of course, this idea was just for him to think about. If this happened to others, there would be a lot of people wanting to commit suicide in the hospital that day. It would take someone else a year to get half of the marrow cleansing soup, but he would use it in one day.
If someone's income for two or three years is still considered embarrassing, then few people would have the dignity to live.
Returning to the alchemy room, Jiang Yuan looked at Jishi Ding with a headache, then sighed and continued to make alchemy;
A furnace of high-grade elixir costs 30 points, but it takes four or five hours to refine it no matter how fast it is. However, it can only be refined three furnaces a day at most. If the success rate is 100%, it will only cost 90 points. Although, with
With my own mental strength, I can make three furnaces or even four furnaces of high-grade elixirs a day without any problem; but if this is spread out, it will be too scary;
Generally, a senior alchemist, no matter how powerful he is, can usually refine at most twenty furnaces of high-grade elixirs in a month; because the refining of high-grade elixirs is so labor-intensive, under normal circumstances, one furnace of high-grade elixirs can be refined.
After taking the elixir, the alchemist will be quite tired;
Of course, as a senior alchemist, you can continue to refine the elixir, but as you become mentally tired and your mental concentration decreases when refining the elixir, the chance of failure in refining the elixir will be higher.
Under normal circumstances, no one will refine two or three furnaces of high-quality elixirs in a row... You may not care about your points, but the alchemy room will definitely care about the high-quality medicinal materials used in your elixirs.
Therefore, Jiang Yuan thought about it and decided to find other ways...
Two days later, Jiang Yuan handed the three bottles to Ma Xiaorui and said, "Find a way to exchange them for points for me..."
"In exchange for points?" Looking at the three bottles in his hand, Ma Xiaorui opened them and looked at them. His expression changed slightly and he said, "Two bottles of medium-grade pills and one bottle of high-grade elixir?"
"Yes... there should be a lot of people asking for this. You can get it for about one or two thousand points..." Jiang Yuan nodded helplessly and said solemnly: "Be careful..."
"It's okay, I'm here with Ma Xiaorui... This is not a problem..." Ma Xiaorui shrugged, patted Jiang Yuan's shoulder generously and said, "Waiting for me is just... pitiful, I have to do this for my son... ugh...
How pitiful!”
"Pity your sister...my son is not your nephew? Damn...sell it quickly, or your nephew will be useless...bastard..." Seeing Ma Xiaorui's appearance, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but said with shame and anger.
Chapter completed!