"This is the place where pharmacists adjust medicine. There is a first floor on the second floor. As for the third floor, there are some books on medicines. The fourth and fifth floors are placed with medicinal materials. The sixth and seventh floors are some finished medicines."

As Master Yan walked, a low voice came out. He brought Feng Jiu to a room inside and said, "I have asked you to kidnap you. I want to use your talent for refining medicine to develop a medicine that can suppress cold poisons. As long as you can develop it, I can ensure you can go back safely."

"Cold poison?"

Hearing this, she was a little surprised. What she thought of was the thousand-year-old cold poison on Uncle Ling's body. Why did Master Yan also want medicine to cure cold poison?

"Yes, in addition to some of the pharmacists here are developing cold poison antidotes, some of them are helping us extract pharmacies. As long as we do our work seriously, I will not treat anyone badly, but if we make trouble here, I will never let it go!"

Feng Jiu glanced at him and said, "This is not that easy to develop and dispose of. There are many kinds of cold poisons, and the symptoms are different. If you have not taken the pulse or have checked your body shape, which pharmacist dares to dispense medicine at will?"

She spread her hands, shook her head and sat down at the table: "I didn't get my pulse and didn't see anyone, so I can't adjust it."

Master Yan stared at him for a while, silent, and was thinking about what he was thinking, and stood up and said, "Then you can get familiar with it here first, and wait until your pharmacist can be higher than that of the pharmacist in the Medicine Building before talking about this!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Feng Jiu quickly reached out and grabbed his sleeve, grabbed his sleeve and shouted: "Wait!"

Master Yan frowned and turned around, his eyes fell on his white little hand that grabbed his sleeve. His eyes flashed slightly, and he shouted coldly: "Let go!" He flicked his sleeve, bounced away his hand, and pulled back his robe.

Feng Jiu didn't care and said, "Master Yan, you caught me, but you didn't even prepare a place to sleep for me. You asked me to squeeze into the big bunk bed with others. Are you embarrassed? And! My mysterious power has been blocked by you. Your guards are so strict here, are you afraid that I will run away? You don't have to let me go all day long, right?"

She glanced at him and saw that he did not leave without waving his sleeves, and continued, "You invited me to come here. Since you want me to prepare the medicine, you should also treat me as a VIP. You go and inquire. Those people in the black market will provide me like a grandfather. You said that if you compare yourself with others, this way of treating guests is too bad, right?"

Seeing that he was not afraid of death and told Master Yan what hospitality was like, Old Lin and Gray Wolf on the side couldn't help but glance at him, thinking that he was too whimsical. After all, he was a prisoner, so what was the hospitality method!

However, what they most unexpected was that Master Yan's tolerance for this kid was beyond their expectations again and again.

Master Yan glanced at the boy's angry face and told him: "Gray Wolf, go back and arrange an independent courtyard for him, and he will move freely in the Yan Palace."

"Yes." The gray wolf glanced at Feng Jiu, not understanding why his master treated him so well.

Looking at the master walking out, the gray wolf called out and said in a low voice: "Master, go back first. I am not feeling well. Please look for a Chinese medicine doctor in the building."

Master Yan turned around and glanced at him, responding: "Yes."

"Puff!"

Feng Jiu couldn't help laughing, looked at the anxious gray wolf, shook his head and glanced at him jokingly.

"If a man doesn't lift it, he is a disease and needs to be cured."
Chapter completed!