The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 3570

Zhu Youcai's action of putting the medicine into the medicine stove was very slow, slow, and could even be described as comical. At first glance, he was not a serious master of medicine refining. The whole process was extremely slow, and he kept making mistakes.

There is only fifteen or six kinds of medicines for a small piece of Huishen Pill. Zhu Youcai spent half an hour picking medicines, and when they were all thrown into the yellow mud medicine stove, he reached into the medicine stove because he didn't know the dosage well. He just took out a handful of black soup before stopping.

"What the hell, it's so hot that it melts as soon as you enter."

This speechless sentence broke everyone, and everyone expressed that they couldn't look directly at Zhu Youcai.

Although Zhu Youcai's actions were an insult to alchemists, even many alchemists despised his performance.

But with Huang Wuchen's presence, no one dared to point fingers at his current actions.

Everyone is waiting to see how Zhu Youcai will die in the end. It can be said that apart from me and Huang Wuchen, no one will hope that he can refine the real elixir.

But Zhu Youcai's appearance seemed to be very sure, and he operated with confidence.

Finally, he threw all the medicinal materials he needed into the medicine stove, and squatted in front of the medicine stove, looking at it again and again, just like lighting a fire, how could there be any demeanor of a pharmacist?
"There seems to be something missing!"

Zhu Youcai seriously lay down at the mouth of the medicine stove, looked again and again, then searched left and right, and finally slapped his hands fiercely as if he had discovered a new land: "There it is!"

Then, under the dumbstruck eyes of everyone, he ran to a willow tree beside the table, stood on tiptoe and broke a willow stick, stuffed the willow stick into the stove along the mouth of the stove and stirred it!

This action once again shocked everyone, Feng Buyu frowned, looking at Zhu Youcai, he wished he could press this pig's head into the medicine furnace to refine it, but Zhu Youcai was so serious and careful in disturbing it. As if taking care of a perfect work of art, from time to time, he tapped the edge of the medicine stove with his fingers.

The whole refining process lasted for two full hours, and everyone stared at him for two hours. Countless alchemists couldn't figure out what the fat man was doing while stirring a pot of stench-smelling soup. what to do.

But only Huang Wuchen and I don't see it that way.

Huang Wuchen might have other thoughts, but he just stared at Zhu Youcai with a smile on his lips, without saying a word.

I think that a person who can squat on the ground and stir a pot of stinky soup for two hours is either a fool or a genius!

But is a person who can become a god a fool?
No, every god is a genius, it's just that they are good at different directions.

Zhu Youcai had been squatting there for the past two hours, like a child playing with ants with a stick, stirring up little by little, the people around him had already lost their composure, and some had already begun to curse, but Huang Wuchen sat No one spoke on the stage, because no one dared to question Zhu Youcai aloud.

Suddenly, the sound of soup in the medicine stove stopped, and when Zhu Youcai was stirring, there was a slight friction sound from inside, as if he was stirring a pot of mud.

If you pay attention to Zhu Youcai's wrist, you will find that the frequency of his wrist shaking is slowing down, the speed of stirring is also slowing down, and the strength is also increasing. Zhu Youcai didn't respond for two hours, but now he started sweating up.

In order to prevent his own sweat from dripping into the medicine furnace, Zhu Youcai began to wipe the sweat with the other sleeve, and kept wiping the sweat.

"Go, help him wipe his sweat!"

Huang Wuchen said to a boy next to him, and took out a handkerchief on his body and threw it to the boy.

The boy immediately ran to Zhu Youcai with the handkerchief in his hand, and carefully wiped Zhu Youcai's sweat.

Zhu Youcai was stunned for a moment, and kept moving his hands. He raised his head and smiled at the boy, and said a normal sentence: "Thank you."

The boy seemed to be unresponsive, and spit out two words: "No need."

Zhu Youcai immediately became abnormal: "When I become a local pharmacist, I will definitely reward you heavily."

"You'd better practice the medicine first and then talk about it!"

The boy remained expressionless.

Zhu Youcai smiled, and didn't speak any more. His wrist became heavier, and it took more effort to stir, and the original stench in the air was gradually replaced by a faint fragrance. People can't help but want to step forward to see what's inside.

The boy who was standing next to Zhu Youcai to wipe his sweat was the one who touched him the most. He looked down upon and contemptuously at first, but then became cautious, and then he moved his nose a little greedily, and finally he poked his head into the medicine furnace from time to time. Take a look.

"How is it, is it fragrant?"

Zhu Youcai turned his head to look at the boy, and gave a smirk.

"Well, fragrant!"

The boy changed his attitude and replied honestly.

"If you can practice two more in a while, I'll give you one."

Zhu Youcai said in a rare and generous way.

After hearing this, the servant didn't refute, but was a little excited. It seemed that Zhu Youcai's success rate in refining medicine this time was ridiculously high.

After Zhu Youcai stirred for another half an hour, this guy took up the lid of the medicine stove, covered it gently, and then sat cross-legged on the opposite side of the medicine stove, covering the lid with his hands, a trace of divine power flowed from his body. Surge out, conduction into the medicine furnace.

At this moment, he was really like a pharmacist, and he really made a decent posture.

But he was handsome for less than three seconds, and this kid showed his secrets. He only held on for three seconds, then took off his hand, and pouted at the boy: "Come on, get ready to turn on the stove!"

The boy was taken aback: "Huh? Shall I drive?"

Zhu Youcai nodded triumphantly and said, "Let's go!"

"This……"

The boy turned his head to look at Huang Wuchen, this is not just for fun, what if the medicine made by a local pharmacist breaks down?He is a follower, but he can't bear this responsibility.

Huang Wuchen nodded at him, indicating that he could go up.

"What are you still doing in a daze? You can do it if you are told to do it, and you can still eat it?"

Zhu Youcai patted the boy on the shoulder with a smile: "It must be good!"

The little servant swallowed his saliva, and there was a little excitement on his face that was not originally excited. He reached out and put his hand on the lid of the medicine stove, and then gently opened it...

'Shuh...'

The tangy fragrance rushed into everyone's nostrils, everyone greedily opened their noses, and opened their eyes, wishing to absorb the lingering fragrance in every inch of the air, wanting to be the first to see it. What the hell is inside the medicine furnace!
At this moment, the audience was shocked!

(End of this chapter)