"Purple Jade Hairpin."

Ling Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead and face.

It’s not that the kitchen is very hot. In the early March, the temperature is actually relatively low, and most people have not removed the cotton and down jackets.

But he didn't know the precise refining techniques in his personality, and his control over the heat was only based on his feelings, using a gas stove to adjust the heat.

"This is considered to be accentuating medicine with modern technology."

Ling Xiao smiled mockingly.

I don't know if it will succeed in the end?

All the medicinal materials in this formula cost a total of 426 yuan, and Ling Xiao saved up more than a year of pocket money, and only about 500 yuan.

Now that I have a full family fortune, I only have 113 yuan left.

A lunch in the school cafeteria costs only 5 yuan. If you think it is expensive, you can go to the small noodle restaurant opposite the school and order a bowl of plain noodles for only 4 yuan.

426 yuan is enough for him to eat vegetarian noodles for three months.

"So poor."

Ling Xiao felt a little distressed and took out the last medicinal herb, the purple jade hairpin.

In traditional Chinese medicine, this medicinal material has the effects of purulent detoxification and muscle growth.

He had checked the Internet before and had a certain understanding of the medicinal properties of Zi Yuzhan. It is mild in nature, sweet in taste, and poisonous, and it belongs to the kidney meridian and lung meridian.

This is what is introduced online.

But he was a little puzzled at this moment.

The effect of the "Purple Clay Body Tempering Prescription" is used to increase the strength of the human body. How can the poisonous and muscle-generating medicinal materials be mixed into it? Could it be that among other medicinal materials, there are medicinal materials that can neutralize the toxicity of Zi Yuzhan?

"What if not?"

A few drops of cold sweat came down Ling Xiao's forehead. Is this really okay? This pile of Chinese medicine should be mixed with, so don't boil a bowl of poison in the end.

I hesitated for a few seconds.

But time doesn't wait for anyone. If the last medicinal herb cannot continue, then this medicine may be refined and wasted.

"call."

Ling Xiao spit out a breath of turbid air and put the "Purple Jade Hairpin" into the medicine pot. This was the last medicinal herb. In just one quarter of an hour, this body-tempering medicine will be refined.

"The next thing is to wait."

He adjusted the heat and should use low heat to slow down the temperature at this time. His memory is not bad, and the last step is definitely right.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly. If the quarter of an hour mentioned by those personalities is calculated based on the current time, it would be 15 minutes. Ling Xiao is still very clear about this point.

"Is it done?"

Ling Xiao felt a little throbbing.

The white air was sucking and emitting from the mouth of the medicine pot. The smell was not too bad, but it smelled a bit like ginkgo, and it felt bitter when it smelled.

He turned off the gas stove.

Looking at the medicine pot, I was actually a little hesitant.

For a moment, I didn't lift the medicine pot with a wet veil and pour the medicine into the bowl.

"Do you really want to have a gamble?"

Ling Xiao raised his head slightly, and the gray-black smoke marks on the wall were still so annoying, and the roof of the wall had already been yellowed by the kitchen smoke.

He let out a breath of turbid air and lowered his head.

The white tiles on the dishwasher had cracked many cracks. He remembered that the decorations at home were done by his parents before they got married. It was almost twenty years since then, and the cracks of these tiles turned black.

I just haven't been willing to redecorate it.

"Gamed."

Ling Xiao closed his eyes for a few seconds, and then opened it suddenly.

With his current grades, if he performed slightly worse in the college entrance examination, then the first one would basically be out of the way. As for the previous second one, who had been working hard in society for several years in his previous life, how could he not know how difficult it is for college students to find a job now?

Even many companies have clearly stipulated that as long as students graduated from 985 and 211 colleges and universities don’t even want an ordinary student, they will not give you an interview opportunity.

Martial arts are the better shortcuts than the ordinary college entrance examination.

Wrap the handle of the medicine pot with a wet veil, Ling Xiao took a porcelain bowl and tilted the medicine pot.

Puff puff puff puff.

The dark yellow medicine liquid was poured into the bowl, and the medicine liquid was a little sticky, which was obviously very different from the traditional Chinese medicine that Ling Xiao cooked for his mother.

The last bit of medicine was poured out.

Ling Xiao silently carried the porcelain bowl and returned to the room, then locked the door.

He didn't know whether this medicine liquid could work, nor was he sure whether this medicine liquid was poisonous, so he didn't dare to drink the Chinese medicine prepared from the "Purple Clay Body Tempering Prescription" in front of his mother.

"Whether you have the chance to enter the martial arts department depends on this bowl of medicine."

Ling Xiao breathed a long sigh, raised his head slightly, and put the bowl to his mouth.

As the throat moved, bitter medicine flowed into the stomach along the esophagus.

For a moment, he felt his stomach thorned into a ball, and it hurt like a fire.

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth, and the blue veins on his forehead swelled, but he didn't make any noise even when he died. He just quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes and bit it tightly in his mouth.

The blood seemed to be burning, and beads of sweat as big as beans continued to drip down their foreheads and cheeks.

Soon, his clothes inside were soaked, and his face seemed to be thrown into a boiler, as if it was red and bleeding.

"Fuck, is it a fake medicine?"

At this time, Ling Xiao had already started to have a little tinnitus and his steps were staggering, just like he was drunk, he fell to the bed staggeringly.

"Sure enough, you won't die if you don't commit suicide."

His eyes could hardly see clearly, and he felt that the light in the room was so dazzling. His vision was full of dazzling white spots, and he couldn't see clearly what was in the room.

The tinnitus became more and more serious, and my mind was filled with buzzing noises.

Ling Xiao shook his head with great effort, feeling that he was about to fall into a coma, and what appeared in his mind at this moment was the personalities in that strange space.

"Take a fool!"

The last bit of consciousness disappeared, and Ling Xiao fainted happily.

If there is still a chance, he must kill these personalities one by one.

They are all selling fake medicines.

......

At noon, Luo Ying walked out of the room and knocked on the door of her son's room.

But it was strange that Ling Xiao didn't see him open the door.

"Are you asleep?"

She didn't turn the door handle directly, because Ling Xiao got up before 7 o'clock this morning, got up to make breakfast, and then hurried out to get medicine for herself.

Sometimes she felt that her son was very tired because she had dragged down the whole family. Ling Xiao not only had to go to school, but also had to always think about family affairs.

Housework is basically never allowed to be touched by oneself.

I don’t know when Ling Xiao learned to cook. Later, when Old Ling was at home, Ling Xiao arranged food for the house in most cases.

This is a good child who is sensible and makes Luo Ying, a mother, feel guilty.

"Let him sleep for a while."

Luo Ying quietly walked to the kitchen. Although she had already cooked her own meal, she just made a meal. She felt that her body should not have such a big problem.
Chapter completed!