The pharmacy is probably the only place where Ning Yujin can calm down at the moment.
Medicine does not distinguish between poison and poison. The holy medicine that can cure diseases and heal people can also kill people, and the poison that seals the throat after seeing blood can also treat certain diseases. The difference lies in the compatibility and dosage.
As a doctor, what you hold in your hands is the lives of others, and the accuracy of medication and dosage are a matter of life and death.
The so-called difference of a millimeter is a loss of a thousand miles, that's it.
Therefore, the pharmacy is like a barrier. Outside the barrier, you can have all kinds of emotions, but inside the barrier, you must maintain a calm mind and a high degree of sobriety, so as not to take other people's lives as a joke.
After entering the pharmacy, Ning Yujin put on the white coat she had specially made and started working in the room for a while.
The emergency medicine she brought with her was almost used up and she needed to prepare some more.
Moreover, just in case, two types of poison must be prepared.
By the time she finished her work, the sun had set and the sky was already dark. She had stayed in one position for too long, and her body was a little stiff.
She stood up and moved her body, then walked to the special ice and fire box in the pharmacy.
Huoshuang has survived and is growing well.
Several slender leaves complete several arcs, and a slender flower stem is pulled out from the bottom, with a small bud wrapped in a green calyx on top.
She has been carefully observing Huoshuang for the past few days. Once the calyx opens a little and reveals a little red, she will start to officially water the flower.
Seeing this, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile slightly.
At least every time she saw Huoshuang, she would feel that God is not so ruthless.
If not, why did this life-saving thing come so promptly?
"Miss Third..."
Murong Xuan pushed the door open and entered the room, walking next to her.
"Mr. Murong." Ning Yujin turned her head and nodded at Murong Xuan with a smile, "Why are you here?"
"Oh," Murong Xuanpo said helplessly, "Zizhan can come over and invite the third lady out for dinner. If I come back and see you haven't eaten for a day, I don't know how distressed you will be."
"Oh, Mr. Murong," Ning Yujin lowered her head, closed her eyelids slightly, and said with a smile, "I remember this sentence, and I will tell it to His Highness King Ding in the future."
"No," Murong Xuan quickly made a gesture of begging for mercy, "Zizhan just said it so casually, and the third lady just listened casually. You have to be merciful and merciful."
"Haha," Ning Yujin smiled, took off her white coat and walked out, "Let's go have dinner."
Di Changfeng locked himself in the room and studied the art of war so fascinated that he was unwilling to take a step out of the room. Even dinner was brought into the room for him.
Mo Jingxiao is not at home either, and he doesn't know how long he will stay in the palace.
There were only Ning Yujin and Mr. Murong at the dinner table, looking lonely in front of a large table of dishes.
Ning Yujin really had no appetite, so after eating a small amount, she was about to put down the bowl and chopsticks, but at this moment, a shadow guard came in to preach - Mo Jingxiao would go back home soon.
"Since I'm going back home soon, why do I need someone to make this extra trip..."
Ning Yujin also muttered casually, but was listened to by the shadow guard in front of him.
He opened his mouth to explain: "I met King Xing and King Jingyang on the way. It may take a while. I am afraid that the third lady will be worried if she waits for too long, so I specially asked my subordinates to come and report."
Ning Yujin laughed "haha" twice, not knowing what to say.
She wouldn't worry about Mo Jingxiao Le, that god-like figure who carried an invincible kingly aura wherever he went. If she did worry, she would also worry about those who were against him being easy to attack.
Well, no matter what reason she used to hide it, when she heard the shadow guard say these words, she was still a little happy in her heart.
Mo Jingxiao was thinking of her.
This alone was enough to make her laugh uncontrollably.
"I suddenly seemed a little hungry. Well, let's have another bowl." Ning Yujin nodded, picked up the chopsticks and stretched directly towards the largest chicken leg.
Murong Xuan watched from the side and couldn't help but want to laugh: "Zizhan has only heard that love is a good medicine for lovesickness, but he never thought that it can also increase people's appetite. It seems that Zizhan is ignorant."
Ning Yujin raised her head and looked at Murong Xuan. He seemed to be watching the show, with a smile on his face like an old fox, and amusement overflowing from the corners of his eyes.
She couldn't help but smile, and then quickly stretched out her hand, grabbed the other chicken leg, and stuffed it directly into Murong Xuan's mouth.
What is it about being gentle and elegant, and appearing to be aloof from the world?
At this moment, Murong Xuan's mouth was filled with a chicken leg, his fox eyes were almost rounded, and his face was full of disbelief, which was completely different from his usual indifferent smile!
Ning Yujin could hold back one second, but the next second she couldn't help laughing and fell to the side: "Hahaha, hahaha..."
Murong Old Fox, you too have today!
The shadow guard who came to report the news wanted to escape right now.
He saw Mr. Murong in such a shameful state, and wondered if he would be silenced?
The scene in the house was in chaos, but a sudden gust of cold wind blew in at the door, which suddenly dropped the temperature in the house to below zero, and the shadow guard also felt a chill down his spine.
Before you had time to turn around, the cold wind suddenly became stronger. Your shadow guard trembled all over, and you saw a dark shadow passing him and walking straight into the house.
"Master..."
"His Royal Highness Prince Ding?" Ning Yujin heard the shadow guard's voice and quickly looked up.
I saw Mo Jingxiao walking quickly into the house, the breeze was bright, and the figure of Songzhu had already lifted his robe and sat down next to him in the blink of an eye.
"Is the food still to your liking?" He turned his head and asked directly.
"Well, it's delicious!" Someone next to him immediately served Mo Jingxiao with bowls and chopsticks. Ning Yujin politely put the largest piece of meat in his bowl and smiled at him, "You come and eat too!"
"Um."
Mo Jingxiao responded, raised his head and glanced at Murong Xuan opposite him.
Murong Xuan had already taken the chicken drumstick out of his mouth. Seeing the cold look in Mo Jingxiao's eyes, he suddenly felt like a mute eating Coptis chinensis and suffering indescribably.
After being treated by Miss Ning San, they still had to endure the air-conditioning attack from their father. The two of them had not even gone to court to get married, but they had joined forces and made a public announcement.
Yes, yes, who calls him an outsider?
Murong Xuan immediately stood up with good sense, and cupped his hands at the two of them: "Sir, Miss Third, Zizhan has already eaten. I thought I still had something to deal with, so I was rude and took the first step."
Ning Yujin took another piece of meat to Mo Jingxiao: "Didn't the little shadow guard just say that you would be delayed for a while? Why are you back so soon?"
Mo Jingxiao rinsed his hands and rinsed his mouth, picked up the chopsticks and started eating the dishes Ning Yujin gave her: "There's nothing important. Finish it and come back early."
"Well, then you eat more."
"You can eat it too. Just ask the kitchen to make whatever flavor you like. If you have enough food in the house, if you want to eat it from outside, you can ask the shadow guard to buy it."
"I know."
…
Murong Xuan turned into stone on the spot.
These two people... actually ignored him like that?!
A note to readers:
Someone asked where Jiujiu died and why he didn’t update it? Jiujiu replied, yesterday I was riding a bus home and had a car accident. I had six stitches on my head, so...hey, most of them are just tears. Jiujiu didn’t mean to be careless.