Douluo: The soul skills are too abstract, Tang San burst into tears!.

But the boss waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Young Master, I will not charge you for the medicine today. Your experience was so wonderful, and you used your own medicine to solve this dispute ingeniously. Consider this medicine as a token of my appreciation to you."

Zhuge Lan was a little surprised and said quickly:

"How can I do this, Boss? It's not easy for you to run a shop and do business. I must pay for the medicine."

The boss refused to accept it and said:
"Young Master, don't refuse. You see, you have taught me a lot. Moreover, I admire your loyalty and righteousness. Just treat it as making friends. If you have any good things or interesting experiences in the future, don't forget to come to my store and tell me about it."

Zhuge Lan was touched by the boss's sincerity, so he stopped insisting on paying and said,

"Then Zhuge Lan would like to thank the boss. The boss is so generous, I will definitely come here often in the future."

The boss smiled and nodded, saying:
"Okay, okay, take care, young master. I wish your friend a speedy recovery."

Zhuge Lan walked out of the pharmacy, looked back at the sign, and thought to himself:

Jishidiang, although this pharmacy is not big, it is full of warmth and kindness. I will help you if I have the chance in the future.

After returning to his residence, Zhuge Lan saw Dugu Bo taking care of Su Biluo in the room.

"Old Poison, I bought the medicine."

Zhuge Lan said happily.

"Oh? Did you encounter any trouble? Did you not get discovered by the Spirit Hall people?"

Dugubo asked.

"Of course not."

Zhuge Lan told Dugu Bo what happened in the pharmacy.

"Wow, you're pretty smart. You knew to use the potion to exchange for the Oriental Leaf. But that guy is too arrogant. If I were there, I would definitely teach him a lesson."

Dugubo said.

"Oh, it's better to have less trouble than more. And that's not what you said about keeping a low profile. The most important thing for us now is to heal Biluo's injuries."

Zhuge Lan said.

Zhuge Lan came to the bedside and looked at Su Biluo's pale face, feeling distressed.

"Biluo, I bought the medicine. You will get better soon."

Zhuge Lan said gently.

Su Biluo opened her eyes slightly and looked at Zhuge Lan, her eyes full of gratitude.

"Thank you, Zhuge Lan."

Su Biluo said softly.

"Stop talking and have a good rest. I'll go make some medicine for you now."

After Zhuge Lan finished speaking, he took the herbs and went to the kitchen of the inn.

In the kitchen, Zhuge Lan carefully prepared the medicine according to the prescription.

While he was boiling the medicine, he was thinking:

Spirit Hall, ah, Spirit Hall, it seems that you don't want to gain a foothold in this Douluo Continent anymore.

We were originally not interfering with each other, but you guys harassed me and bullied my people like this.

Then don’t blame me, Zhuge Lan, for being rude!
After the medicine was boiled, Zhuge Lan took it back to the room.

Dugu Bo helped Su Biluo up so that she could drink the medicine smoothly.

"Biluo, this may be a little bitter, just bear with it."

Zhuge Lan said.

Su Biluo nodded and slowly drank the medicine.

After drinking the medicine, her complexion seemed to be better.

"How do you feel? Are you feeling better?" Zhuge Lan asked with concern.

"Yeah, I feel much better. Thank you, Zhuge Lan."

Su Biluo said.

"Don't be so polite. I'll be relieved as long as you get better soon."

Zhuge Lan said, hugging Su Biluo gently.

Su Biluo leaned her head on Zhuge Lan's strong shoulder, and a sense of security enveloped her whole body.

Su Biluo leaned in his arms, feeling the security and care.

at this time.

The room was filled with a faint scent of herbs, mixed with the subtle yet deep emotional atmosphere between the two.

Dugu Bo looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

He knew very well how rare sincere emotions were in the Douluo Continent, and the relationship between Zhuge Lan and Su Biluo was obviously one that could stand the test.

"Okay, you two have a good rest, I'm going to be out first."

Dugubo said.

"Where are you going, old poisoner?"

Zhuge Lan asked.

"It's better for you to worry about where I go than to just stand there and be a bright light bulb. I'm going to study the poison recipe from the Spirit Hall, find the poison in the recipe, and see if I can make it."

Dugu Bo said with a smile, then gently closed the door, leaving the space to them.

After Dugu Bo gently closed the door, the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a look of concentration and determination.

He opened the worn-out poison recipe.

The handwriting on the paper was a little blurry, but Dugu Bo, with his keen perception of poisons over the years, carefully identified every ingredient and step.

There was a gleam of inquiry in his eyes, as if this prescription was a mysterious treasure map and he was the persistent treasure hunter.

He arrived at the bustling town streets.

The town was bustling with activity, and all kinds of sounds blended together to form a unique din.

Dugu Bo moved among the crowd, but his mind was completely focused on the poison recipe in his hand. As he walked, he was thinking about the poison ingredients and possible methods of making it.

"Why don't we go look for the materials we need first? There is a poisonous orchid on the list. Poisonous orchids are quite common. Let's go to the market first."

Dugu Bo thought about it and was about to rush to the market.

Just as he turned a corner, the sound of a heated argument came into his ears.

"Humph, what do you know! The poison of the seven-colored giant python is the strongest. Its entire body is poisonous. Once you are touched or bitten by it, your entire body will be paralyzed in an instant, and you will die in a moment!"

A burly man with a full beard shouted at the top of his voice, his eyes revealing the firmness of his opinion.

"You can pull it down!"

Another tall and thin man jumped out. He was wearing a white robe and holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a cultured man with some knowledge.

He retorted to the burly man:

"The poisonous mandragora is the real king of poisons! Its toxin is colorless and tasteless, and can invade the human body without people noticing, causing people to fall into endless pain and eventually die slowly. The poison of the seven-colored giant python is nothing compared to it!"

Two men, one black and one white, were arguing in front of a pawn shop on the street, neither of them giving in. Gradually, more people gathered around to watch the fun.

Everyone started discussing the issue, some supported the man's point of view, while others thought that the intellectual was right.

Dugu Bo originally didn't want to pay attention to these trivial matters, but when he heard that they were arguing about the toxicity of poisons, he couldn't help but feel a little interested.

"Speaking of poison, I have to teach them a lesson!"

He stopped and stood outside the crowd, listening quietly to their argument. (End of this chapter)