Metaphysics tycoons rebuild the underworld in the interstellar

Chapter 72 Herbal Medicine
Lingchu looked into Sergeant Mi Yuan's eyes, and said very seriously, "I said it would be effective, of course it would be effective. There is no need to lie to you about this kind of thing. After all, you are the police chief and I am a commoner. It is right to lie to you." What good do I have?"

"This one……"

Sergeant Mi Yuan hesitated, what he said made sense, but...

Lingchu knew what he was thinking, and said directly: "This is called a medicine talisman. It's a bit far-fetched to tell you these things now. It is also difficult to explain them to you one by one. You just need to know that this nourishing qi Talismans and Qi-invigorating Talismans are not paper, but medicine, that’s enough.”

Sergeant Mi Yuan looked at the two pieces of paper in his hand.

Think of these two sheets of paper as medicine...

It's really hard for him.

However, Lingchu's explanation is also easy to understand.

Sergeant Mi Yuan got a general idea, "Then, will this medicine work for my brother?"

Lingchu spread his hands, "I don't know about this either. After all, I haven't seen your brother with my own eyes, and I don't know his specific focus and condition. I can only try it. You send these three talismans over first. If you can survive For these three days, there is still hope."

When Sergeant Mi Yuan heard this, his heart ached again.

He gritted his teeth and nodded heavily, "Okay, I'll send it over right away."

Now they have no better way, they can only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

No matter what method you have to try, it's better than waiting to die.

Sergeant Mi Yuan finished speaking, and started to leave.

"and many more."

When Lingchu saw this, he stopped him.

Sergeant Mi Yuan looked at her puzzled, "Miss Ling, what's wrong?"

Lingchu didn't speak, but picked up the brush, took out a blank yellow paper, and wrote a few lines on it.

Sergeant Mi Yuan looked at the words on it, and he could understand each word, but when combined together, he really didn't know what it meant.

Angelica, ginseng——

What is this all about?
"This is the prescription."

Lingchu picked up the written paper, handed it to Sergeant Mi Yuan, and took the initiative to explain: "It's all Chinese medicine——I remember, there seems to be a Chinese medicine hospital in Imperial Star, is it a research institute?"

This is in the memory of the original body.

Lingchu suddenly remembered it just now.

"Yes, it is a medicinal material used to study the ancient earth—"

Sergeant Mi Yuan said, then realized, "Are these the names of medicinal materials?"

Although he can't understand these words, he has heard before that the names of the medicinal materials that the Chinese Medicine Hospital is currently researching are almost as awkward.

It sounds quite similar.

Lingchu said: "If there is a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, you should be able to find these medicinal materials. They are not rare medicinal materials. They are common. You can take a prescription to grab a little medicine and bring it back. Add three bowls of water to each portion and boil it into a bowl of medicine. "

Sergeant Mi Yuan's expression was very complicated when he heard this, his eyebrows were all knit together, "...it's a bit difficult."

Lingchu raised his eyebrows, "What's the difficulty in grabbing the medicine?"

Sergeant Mi Yuan did not answer immediately.

Yan Chen glanced at him and explained to him: "Miss Ling doesn't know that the Chinese Medicine Hospital is only responsible for researching the medical techniques and medicinal materials of the ancient earth. It is not open to the outside world, and the medicinal materials will not be sold to the outside world. Herbs."

Lingchu: "... isn't the purpose of researching medical skills and medicinal materials to help the people? What's the point of not buying them?"

Yan Chen pushed the frame, "It's like this. Chinese medicine hospitals grow their own medicinal materials, and the quantity is limited. Generally, they are only used for their own research and cannot be sold outside."

The corner of Lingchu's mouth twitched.

Dare to love this technological society, there is nothing good about it.

You can't even buy Chinese medicinal materials.

Seeing that he was angry at the beginning, Yan Chen was silent for a moment, took out a pure black card with no pattern, and one character, and handed it to Sergeant Mi Yuan.

"Officer Mi Yuan, take this to the director of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he should be able to get the medicinal materials for you."

(End of this chapter)