With billions of supplies, it thrived in the 1970s

After hearing so much, I also understood what Elder Hua wanted. I heard that it was an injury caused by the internal energy of ancient martial arts. It seems that I can use the improved repair fluid. The specific situation needs to be seen by his disciple before a conclusion can be drawn.

As for this improved repair fluid, of course, it is all made of ordinary medicinal materials. Although a drop of spiritual spring water is still added to it, the effect is still somewhat different from that made by myself with spiritual medicine.

The original effect of repairing serious injuries can be said to be immediate, but now it probably takes more than a dozen medicinal baths to achieve this effect. But for other people who have no way to deal with it, I don’t know how many times stronger it is.

Jun Qingqing did not act arrogantly, and still expressed her thoughts very politely:"Elder Hua, if you don’t mind, can I go see your disciple?"

"Of course, then you two follow me."

After walking in the corridor for a few minutes, they came to a room. Through the cracked window, they could smell the aroma of medicinal herbs wafting out. By distinguishing the smell, they were indeed life-saving medicines.

During this period, Old Hua was also observing Jun Qingqing's reaction. He himself didn't know whether it was right or wrong to invite a little girl. But this was his only apprentice, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would fight for it.

The three of them walked into the room one after another. When Jun Qingqing saw the man on the hospital bed, he couldn't help being shocked. He blurted out without any hesitation:"Grandpa Li?"

But the man on the bed seemed to be asleep, without any response.

He left a sentence:"Let me take a look first."Then he quickly walked to the bedside, picked up the patient's hand and began to feel the pulse.

It seemed like a long time had passed before he took his hand back.

Grandpa Li was indeed seriously injured. If he was not a person with superb medical skills, he might not be able to do it even if he was hanging on to his life. It seems that this old man Hua is the master who taught him ancient martial arts and medical skills introduced to him by his third grandfather.

No matter what the considerations, Grandpa Li himself must be saved. He looked around the room and finally landed on the desk by the window. There were paper and pens there, but they were not the white paper and pens that everyone thought. On it were neatly arranged the four treasures of the study that could be used in calligraphy. It seems that if you want to prescribe a prescription, you have to write it in calligraphy.

He walked to the desk:"Old Hua, can I use these?"

"Of course, it is placed here for people to use. Do you need help?"

After the little girl shook her head and refused, she was not dissatisfied at all. Instead, she found a place to invite Bai Jincheng to sit down and quietly appreciate it.

The little girl standing in front of the table skillfully added water to the inkstone, picked up the ink block and began to grind it in an orderly manner.

These movements were done smoothly, as if they had been practiced thousands of times, without any panic or unfamiliarity.

When everything was ready, Jun Qingqing took a brush of suitable size from the pen holder, dipped it in ink and began to write seriously on the paper.

In the eyes of the two people opposite, this scene now , is the real existence like a painting.

The sunlight shone on the little girl through the window that had just been opened, but the girl was unaware of it and was quietly writing something with a brush.

In the end, it was also Mr. Hua who couldn't help it and got up first and walked to the desk to see what was written.

When the written words appeared in front of him, the first thing he was surprised about was the words. Authentic Yan Kai, there is absolutely no mistake.

He was surprised again because the content on the paper should be a prescription. As the names of the medicinal materials appeared one by one, Mr. Hua's heart was also excited.

"Yes, yes, why didn't I think of this combination."

But after writing the first page, Jun Qingqing did not stop writing, but took out the paper and continued writing.

On the contrary, the combination on the second page made the old man feel confused, but before the little girl finished writing, she politely did not interrupt.

"Okay, Mr. Hua. Two lists. You should also be able to see that the first one is for internal use. Three bowls of water are boiled into one bowl, and it needs to be taken once in the morning and evening every day.

As for the other one, it is not for internal use. You may need to use the Qingyun Ding, prepare some wood, and prepare the same three sets of medicinal materials according to what is written on the paper."

The old man opposite is no longer as serious as when they just met, and he seems to be completely relaxed. This time he asked directly and excitedly:"So, you want to make medicine?"

"Mr. Hua, didn’t you guess it when I took the picture of Qingyun Ding?"

He touched his nose awkwardly and said,"I guessed it at first, but after seeing you, I am not sure anymore."

"It's okay. If you want to watch the refining process later, you can stay. I only ask you to clean up the disguised things on the Qingyun Ding."

"Hahahaha······It seems that nothing can be hidden from a little girl like you."