I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 392: Drugged
After the pills were made, the deaf old lady took out eight or nine exquisite small porcelain bottles from the cabinet. Then he put the pills into a small porcelain bottle. The porcelain bottle was corked with a wooden stopper and finally sealed with wax.

Until this time, I had been busy until two or three in the morning, and finally I saw the deaf old lady seemed to let out a sigh of relief, poured herself a bowl of water, and drank water while resting. What are you still thinking about when you frown?
Song Wu thought she was going to rest.

Unexpectedly, she poured all the medicine in the medicine bag that she had not processed just now into the basin, poured in water and started to boil it over the fire.

While cooking the medicine, she put all the eight or nine small porcelain bottles into a paper box lined with soft cloth, sealed it and put it in the bedside cabinet.

The medicine in the basin was boiled for about half an hour.

The deaf old lady brought down the basin, divided out the cooked concoction and poured it into a bowl. The remaining dregs of the medicine were mixed together again with the dregs of the three medicines just cooked.

And the concoction she had brewed just now was mixed with the remaining concoction in the bamboo basket.

Then, Song Wu felt that she carried the concoction out of the house, went directly to the middle courtyard, poured the concoction into the sink, and then rinsed it clean with the faucet. She washed the bowl again before returning to her room in the backyard.

When the deaf old lady was making the concoction in the sink just now, Song Wu noticed that she was taking a very long time, as if she was afraid that there would be any residue.

As the deaf old lady walked into her room, Song Wu temporarily relaxed his mind and recalled the entire operation process of the old lady today.

What made Song Wu most regretful was that the old woman was really cautious. She basically took care of her hands and tail on the day she made the medicine.

At the very least, the powder to be made into the pills can be researched and discovered by experts. What kind of medicines are it composed of? It is difficult to estimate the weight, but at least the type can be figured out.

Then she returned to the backyard and went into the house to rest.

This wave of operations was really unexpected by Song Wu. To be honest, he was really prepared to wait for her to throw away the dregs of the medicine before he picked it up and took it over for Huizhen to study.

When Song Wu contacted what happened today, he estimated that Ling Li might have asked for this kind of pill when he met the deaf old lady.

Overall, I feel that this step by step is obviously done by a skilled practitioner, and he is careful in every step, just for fear that others will find out the secret of making pills from the dregs and powder.

He now has this special ability of perception and hearing, which is like giving a kindergarten child a microscope in his home.

However, perhaps her biggest miscalculation was that she did not expect that someone would watch the entire pharmaceutical process and have an amazing memory.

The same microscope is like a magic weapon in the hands of a scientific researcher, but when placed in front of his eyes, it can only be a spectacle. Alas, he could only comfort himself. At least he could discover so many details and situations. If you didn't have these special abilities, you wouldn't have known that the deaf old lady also made traditional Chinese medicine pills.

The biggest secret in the hands of the deaf old lady is not a treasure, but probably this little pill.

Who is the deaf old lady giving this medicine to? What is this for? The most frustrating thing about Song Wu now is that he doesn't know Chinese medicinal materials. Otherwise, it would be easy to figure out the secret.

Just when Song Wu thought that all the processes should be over today, he did not expect that the deaf old lady came out of the house carrying the remaining medicine dregs and went straight out of the yard. She scattered the medicine dregs in the garbage and took another The stick stirred the garbage pile vigorously for a while.

Song Wu now regrets that he does not have the incense of the flower picker in his hand. Blowing it through the window can make the people inside sleep more soundly. You must know that old women are the lightest sleepers. Even if you make the smallest move to get something in the house, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not wake her up.

And it is very likely that brushing the basket with the juice boiled by these three medicinals is a very critical step. Without the medicinal juice boiled by these three medicinals, even if the medicinal powder is balled into pills, it is estimated that the effect will not be completely absent, but there will be The efficacy of the medicine may be greatly reduced.

Song Wu decided to steal a bottle, pour out a few pills, and let Huizhen study it to see what effect it had.

If we don't take action now, we still don't know how long these 9 bottles of medicine will last until the deaf old lady gives away the medicine.
If you want to meet a deaf old lady to make pills again, you will probably have to wait for a long time, and there may be some abnormal changes in the middle.

No, we must take action today. Song Wu thought about it carefully and realized that he still had to take some risks.

Now it seemed that the deaf old lady was more careful than he thought.

Huizhen was probably very alert even when she was sleeping, so she could feel movement in the house after just knocking once.

After asking for ideas, he came out of the house and went directly to the workshop in the yard outside, and climbed into the fenced yard. Then, she knocked gently on Huizhen's door.

However, Song Wu believed that the juice from the three medicines she used to wash the basket would be difficult for others to detect.

In Song Wu's perception, Huizhen was already awake, but she did not ask out loud. Instead, she held her breath and listened quietly to the movement outside the house.

Song Wu didn't have time to wait, so he whispered: "Huizhen, it's me, Song Wu."

It was obvious that after Song Wu announced his home, Huizhen suddenly became nervous in the room, and her body seemed to freeze.

When Song Wu whispered again: "Huizhen, open the door quickly. I have something urgent to do with you."

Song Wu could feel that Huizhen's breathing was a little rapid, but soon she took a deep breath, relaxed her body, bit her lip gently, seemed to have made up her mind, gently turned over and got off the kang, walked to the door and stood quietly for two more seconds. After three seconds of hesitation, he opened the door. Song Wu didn't care so much. As soon as the door opened, he squeezed into the room through the crack in the door.

Song Wu first looked at the little flowers on the bed, sleeping soundly.

He looked at Huizhen standing in front of him, and was about to speak, but found that Huizhen's face was crimson, her breathing was a little short, and her eyes were different from when he usually saw her during the day.

Then, he heard Huizhen say in a voice as small as a mosquito's hum: "It's inconvenient in this room, it will wake up Xiaohua."

Well, Song Wu nodded and was about to speak when he woke up suddenly. He looked at Huizhen's crimson face again and realized that Huizhen had probably misunderstood.

However, this misunderstanding seems to be very beautiful. The timing just wasn't right.

Song Wu swallowed and tried to calm down his sudden excitement and regain his emotional stability. He said to Huizhen: "I want to ask you for a favor."

Huizhen lowered her head, a little embarrassed, but after only a short while, she said "Yeah".

The way Song Wu looked at her was indeed very attractive, but he really didn't have time to appreciate it at this moment. He said directly: "Do you have the kind of medicine that can make people faint? It's best to blow it like in the novel. Smoke makes people in the room faint, and they can't wake up even if there is any movement. "

"Huh?" Huizhen, who had no idea what she was thinking, suddenly raised her head and looked at Song Wu in surprise.

"What are you going to do?" Huizhen blurted out.

Song Wu waved his hand, "I don't want to do anything bad, I have a legitimate purpose, but I don't have time to explain it to you now. I will explain it to you when I have time, but I need it now. Do you have it?"

Huizhen's eyes were fixed on Song Wu, as if she wanted to see through his true purpose.

But after watching for a long time, Song Wu's eyes did not dodge at all, but were frank.

"It really has a legitimate purpose, but I don't have time to tell you now that it's more complicated. Do you have one? If not, I'll find another way."

Huizhen had some hesitation on her face, pursed her lips tightly, and her eyes were still on Song Wu's face, glancing back and forth.

It wasn't until a minute or two later, seeing Song Wu getting more and more anxious, that she finally nodded.

"There is no narcotic powder like you mentioned that is blown in through the window. It is just used for anesthesia. It can be stuck on a handkerchief and put on a person's nose. The effect is very fast and very good."

Song Wu thought for a while, this was fine, it was better than nothing. Anyway, he didn't know where to find useful things for a while. It seems that being a flower picker is also a technical job, very high-tech.

"Then give me some now. I need to use it now." Song Wu said eagerly.

This time Hui Ru Huizhen no longer hesitated, but looked at Song Wu seriously, then turned and walked into the back room.

Song Wu did not let his senses go in with her, but waited obediently in the outer room.

Just two or three minutes later, Huiru came out holding a neatly folded embroidered handkerchief.

She handed the handkerchief to Song Wu, "It will be effective within half an hour. The longer it takes, the worse the effect will be."

Song Wu looked at the wet handkerchief in his hand and couldn't help but blurted out and asked in a low voice: "Isn't it sticky ether?"

"What ether?" But she reacted quickly and glared at Song Wu with dissatisfaction, "How could I have that kind of thing? It's a controlled substance. I prepared it myself using traditional Chinese medicine, and the effect is no worse than ether. And It has no side effects, but can promote sleep and relieve nervousness and anxiety.

Song Wu looked at the handkerchief in his hand with surprise, and couldn't help but ask: "Does it really have the effect you said?"

"Of course, I have tried it myself. If you don't believe it, you can try it by covering it on your face. I believe you will have a good sleep." Huizhen said in a teasing tone.

Looking at her expression was really tempting, but Song Wu didn't have time to be upset at the moment. He took a deep breath, and then said to Huizhen: "I'm leaving first, I have to use this handkerchief quickly." Woolen cloth."

Huizhen looked at Song Wu closely and whispered: "I believe you."

Song Wu's body that had turned halfway stopped again and looked at Huizhen again. Looking at the determined expression on her face, he hesitated a little and reached out to touch her face.

Huizhen didn't hide, but her face turned red again. Song Wu said to her seriously: "Don't worry, I definitely didn't do anything bad. I'll tell you in detail when I'm done. I'm leaving."

(End of this chapter)