The four children of the Mei family happily took it and put the pill into their mouths without any hesitation.
"It's delicious!" Mei Qinghuang's eyes lit up, "Like candy!"
Qiao Huaping slowly covered the bowl of small pills she had kneaded out with her hand, "Don't eat too much sugar!"
Mei Qinghuang smiled softly at Qiao Huaping and said obediently: "Mom, I won't eat if you don't nod."
Qiao Huaping nodded to Mei Qinghuang with satisfaction: "This is my mother's good boy."
Although Mei Qingyu and Mei Qinghuang are twins, the two little guys are curious about the pill in completely different directions.
Mei Qinghuang was only thinking about the taste of this little honey pill, but Mei Qingyu asked Qiao Huaping seriously what the name of this pill was.
Qiao Huaping: "..."
Somehow, she actually forgot to name her.
In modern times, when she was on a mission, she accidentally obtained an ancient book. The ancient book recorded many methods for making such pills.
However, in that ancient book, the pill was not given a name, only its effects were noted.
Qiao Huaping thought for a moment and then decided directly: "Let's call it Qianshenjianphen!"
Mei Qingyu: "..."
He looked at Qiao Huaping silently.
Mom, can you be more perfunctory and obvious?
Qiao Huaping and her four children were talking and laughing when they saw the young man from the Guo family running over again, covered in sweat.
It was obviously a scorching heat and he was sweating profusely, but the face of the young man from the Guo family was extremely white, and there were obvious tears in the corners of his eyes, indicating that he had obviously cried.
"...Ms. Qiao," the young Guo family member named Guo Youhai had red eyes, panting slightly, trying to regain his strength, and his voice was a little broken due to excessive fatigue, "You... Doctor Zhu asked me to come, come on.
Let me ask you, have you made the pills?"
Qiao Huaping paused slightly: "Tell me slowly, what happened?"
Guo Youhai was obviously very anxious. He took two quick breaths and his eyes were so red that he was about to cry: "My grandpa, grandpa is dying. He needs something to hold his breath. It just happened that we ran out of ginseng at home..."
Dr. Zhu didn't have that either. He remembered that you wanted to refine pills to strengthen your body and improve your health. Let me ask you if the pills are ready? Can you sell me some?"
Qiao Huaping didn't expect Zhu Xiangyi to trust her so much.
She pointed to the small half bowl of pills in the bowl: "It's done, but it's best to hang up the clothes... Since this is to save lives, I'll go with you first."
Although she knew that the pills contained good things, what if Mr. Guo was too ill and couldn't resist even after taking her pills, and this stupid debt would be settled on her head?
Just like before, the Qiao family nearly drank Qiao Jing'er to death by slandering her herbal tea.
It's important to save others, but it's also important to save yourself.
When Guo Youhai heard that Qiao Huaping wanted to follow him, he hesitated a little and then agreed.
Qiao Huaping knew where the Guo family was resting, so she didn't need Guo Youhai to lead the way. She held the bowl of pills in her hand and walked quickly to the place where the Guo family was resting.
Guo Youhai almost failed to keep up with Qiao Huaping!
He watched Qiao Huaping striding forward in a fashionable manner, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Mrs. Qiao's physical strength is really great!
Before reaching the resting area of the Guo family, Qiao Huaping saw that the Guo family was already full of people, surrounding them and watching Dr. Zhu extend Mr. Guo's life.
Guo Youhai's face turned red, he pushed away those who were watching the excitement and said loudly: "Doctor Zhu, Mrs. Qiao, come here!"
Zhu Xiangyi was performing acupuncture on old scholar Guo. When he saw Qiao Huaping coming, he was overjoyed: "You're here."
Qiao Huaping responded: "Xiao Guo said he wanted to buy these pills from me. I haven't seen Mr. Guo, so I don't know for sure. I might as well come over and have a look."
Zhu Xiangyi nodded and silently gave up half of his body.
The meaning was obvious, he wanted Qiao Huaping to come over and take a look at the situation of the old scholar Guo.
The old scholar Guo was unconscious at this moment, lying on the ground and letting Zhu Xiangyi administer the acupuncture.
Qiao Huaping didn't make any excuses. He squatted there and took his pulse.
She quickly retracted her hand and did not say a word more about the illness of old scholar Guo. She only said: "It seems that my body-building pills are suitable for the disease."
Zhu Xiangyi was obviously relieved.
But Qiao Huaping did not immediately feed the pills to old scholar Guo. She took one first and handed it to Zhu Xiangyi: "Doctor Zhu, test it for me first? You are the professional after all."
Zhu Xiangyi didn't hesitate, raised his hand, took the small pill from Qiao Huaping's palm, and put it directly into his mouth.
The taste of the medicine melted in his mouth. Zhu Xiangyi paused for a moment and tasted the medicine carefully, showing a somewhat shocked look: "...What a powerful medicine! I was already a little tired, but as soon as I took this medicine, I almost felt exhausted.
It’s all gone! The effect of concentrating and boosting energy is excellent!… This is exactly what the old scholar Guo needs!”
Qiao Huaping: "..."
I may feel a little sorry for Dr. Zhu when I say it, but Dr. Zhu's words and expression look like she was the one she hired when she was selling Shiquan Dabu Pills.
However, with such an endorsement from Zhu Xiangyi, Qiao Huaping didn't even have any ink left. He picked up another pill and asked the Guo family: "Do you want it? There is a fee, but it's not expensive."
The Guo family members looked at each other with some hesitation, probably because they were afraid that Qiao Huaping's self-made pills were poisonous.
It was Guo Youhai again, gritting his teeth: "Grandpa is like this, the worst is just..."
He didn't finish his words, but everyone understood what he meant.
The worst is death.
Let’s treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Guo Youhai personally stuffed the pill into old scholar Guo's closed lips, and then stepped away.
Zhu Xiangyi had just finished the injection, and now he was looking nervously at the old scholar Guo's face, which gradually turned from pale to a faint red.
That is the color of life.
He was a little unsure, so he quickly felt the pulse of the unconscious Guo Xiucai.
After retracting his hand, Zhu Xiangyi breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body felt much more relaxed.
"Old scholar Guo has passed this hurdle!"
After hearing Zhu Xiangyi's words, the Guo family almost cried with joy.