The transformation of yin and yang grass

Chapter 197 C2, Drug Effects

"Come here!" Wang Zi suddenly waved to Liu Yiran.

Inexplicably, a bad premonition rose in Liu Yiran's heart, but he moved over obediently, and asked cautiously, "Well, isn't the medicine ready? What's the matter? It's okay, I'll go first."

"Why are you in such a hurry, I have something to teach you, so I stretched out my hand." Wang Zi arrived.

What is this for?Why is the bad feeling getting stronger and stronger, whether to stretch it or not?This is a very serious problem.

"It's slow!" Wang Zi cast a dissatisfied glance at him, and took his hand directly.

The first time she was held by Wang Zi's hand, Liu Yiran only felt that her little hand was so soft and smooth, so comfortable to hold...

Just thinking about it in a mess in his heart, his face was a little red, and a sudden sharp pain woke him up.

Looking down, the hand caught by Wang Zi was cut with a big gash, and bright red blood flowed out continuously.

"What are you doing!" Liu Yiran turned pale in shock, and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Then Wang Zi's hand pinched him tightly like a pair of pliers, glanced at him with eyes like dead fish eyes, and said slowly, "What's the hurry, I can't die!"

Hearing Wang Zi's words, Liu Yiran became anxious, this is not cutting your hands, of course you are not in a hurry.

He pulled his hand several times, but he didn't pull it back. He watched the blood flow out of the handwriting. He had never experienced this before, and he felt like he was going to die.

Wang Zi saw that it was almost done, so he grabbed a handful of black stuff from the pot and applied it to his wound, and spread the sauce all over the wound.

This black thing is what Liu Yiran burned the firewood all afternoon and boiled the water dry.

Liu Yiran only felt that the burning sensation soon disappeared and the blood stopped flowing from the wound wrapped by the black mass of residual heat, replaced by an indescribable itching.

He couldn't help but want to grab it, but this hand was tightly held by Wang Zi, and he no longer felt that Wang Zi's hand was soft, it was simply a pliers.

"How do you feel?" Wang Zi suddenly asked.

"Uh, it's a little itchy and numb." Liu Yiran said, he understands now, but he's using himself as a guinea pig. I don't know if the medicine is really effective, isn't it poisonous?He made wild guesses in his mind.

After touching it for about ten minutes, the itching disappeared and the pain disappeared, which is amazing.

Then he watched Wang Zi scrape off the dried black substance on his hand, revealing the wound, which made Liu Yiran's eyes almost come out.

"Okay?" Liu Yiran felt unbelievable. It only took about ten minutes. There was a big gash and blood rushing, but now it is completely healed, leaving only a small pink scar. If you don't look carefully, you can really see it. not come out.

"Well, well, this medicine is miraculous." Wang Zi said a little boastfully.

"God, it's amazing!" Liu Yiran was already shocked. If it wasn't for the pain before and the pool of blood on the ground, he even wondered if he was hallucinating.

"It's good if you think it's miraculous. Take some of this medicine home and show it to your grandpa. By the way, show it to the other companies too." Wang Zi said.

"Why?" Liu Yiran was puzzled. With such a good thing, shouldn't he hide it and make a fortune in silence?
"I want it to be the second Yunnan Baiyao, get it!"

Having said that, Liu Yiran understood.

"Then I'm leaving!" As he said, he picked up the pot in a numb manner, ignoring the dark pot ashes on it, wrapped it in his arms and ran away.

He can already see how crazy this thing is in the market. This is a complete miracle medicine, and it is also an opportunity for the few of them.

Seeing Liu Yiran's excited look, Wang Zi nodded in satisfaction, this is the effect she wanted.

Suddenly, she thought of something, "By the way, pot, what the hell, why did you take my pot away... Forget it!"

Liu Yiran has already run far away, although he can catch up, but it is not so much effort to let him and her run away just for such a pot, it is still comfortable to lie down.

Looking up at the sky, the sun is already setting, the day is coming to an end, and today is considered to be a meaningful thing, there is no more salted fish.

But if Zhang Yingying or Pan Xiaoyun heard these words, there would definitely be a roll of eyes?
Are you ashamed to say there is no salted fish?All afternoon, Liu Yiran's little friend was lighting a fire for you to cut, and he was lying there with salted fish, but he didn't let anyone tell him, and he still didn't accept it.

Speaking of Liu Yiran’s little friend, when he returned to his grandfather’s house and saw him so dark by the smoke, Grandma Liu felt distressed for a while. When she asked the reason, she blamed Wang Zi in her heart. This is her grandson, of course Distressed.

However, when Liu resolutely took out the pot and told Grandpa Liu the magic of the medicine in the pot, Grandpa Liu was very suspicious. After all, this has seriously violated the common sense of human life.

"Grandpa, what I said is true. If you don't believe me, I'll show you." Liu Yiran said a little excitedly, and picked up the knife as if to cut off his own hand, so scared that Grandma Liu quickly snatched his knife away, and felt The resentment towards Wang Zi deepened, what kind of ecstasy soup was poured into her grandson.

"No, you don't believe what I said, and you won't let me do the experiment." Liu Yiran was also a little anxious, this is the task assigned to him by the boss.

"How about this, call and call some other old guys over to have a look together." Mr. Liu thought for a while and said, he still doesn't quite believe his grandson's words, after all, this matter is too mysterious.

The sun has completely disappeared, the sky is completely dark, and the bustling magic city has turned on the night market mode.

Mr. Liu's house was brightly lit, and eight old people sat around together. In front of them was a pot of dark things that had completely dried up.

After this thing was fished out, it was ground into powder, which was the messy hemostatic powder that was approved by the famous bull.

"Boy Liu, are you sure what you said is true?" Mr. Li stared at Liu Yiran with piercing eyes. If he said a false word, the stick in Mr. Li's hand would fall on Liu Yiran's head.

Liu Yiran, who had already washed and changed his clothes, said neither humble nor overbearing, "I promise, I have burned this medicine all afternoon, and I have already done experiments."

"An experiment? What about the result?" Mr. Li asked with great interest.

"Just as I said." Liu Yiran said.

"Then where did you do the experiment?"

"On my hand." As he spoke, Liu Yiran raised his hand. There was still a very thin pink scar on the upper part, which was very fresh. The dark medicine and pot ashes had been washed away. On the white and tender skin, this The scars are very conspicuous.

The scar is absolutely invisible unless you look carefully. Mr. Liu narrowed his eyes, and he can confirm that his grandson's hand was not injured.

There is no injury anymore, he doesn't know.

The wound doesn't look small, and it won't heal in two or three days. The wound is still tender, which is just a recent thing, but he doesn't have any impression that his grandson was injured, so...

Is what he said true?That would be really scary!

(End of this chapter)