Song Yizhi's understanding of pharmacology was unique. After her modification, Ye Su's prescription was changed beyond recognition.
Looking at the prescription that was completely different from his own, Ye Su thought and marveled.
Song Yizhi's understanding of pharmacology can be regarded as a new approach, and her novel combinations directly expanded Yesu's ideas.
"It's incredible, it's really better than the old." Ye Su said in admiration.
No wonder such a picky husband would be full of praise for Zhizhi. Zhizhi’s understanding of pharmacology is completely unique!
Song Yizhi smiled shyly and said, "Thank you, Goddess. I'm just trying to match my skills in front of you."
Yesu shook her head, and the pearl tassels on her temples swayed slightly. With a look of disapproval, she said, "There is no need to be humble. Your attainments in pharmacology are definitely not lower than mine."
Song Yizhi's heart trembled.
My godmother’s words are flattering, right?
Looking at the little girl who looked a little frightened, Yesu smiled and said, "This matter is only known to you and me, and no one else will know."
In Zhizhi's current situation, it's better to hide his clumsiness.
Song Yizhi had a relaxed look on her face. She rubbed Yuyu's head twice and said, "Goddess, why don't you tell me the situation and I'll write you a recipe and then you can take a look?"
Ye Su was also curious about what the prescription written by Song Yizhi would be. She nodded without hesitation and then informed her of her physical condition.
There was no need for Song Yizhi to get up. Ye Su raised his hand and moved the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the table.
Song smoothed the paper with a branch, then stretched out his hand to write.
Seeing that Song Yizhi was writing very steadily, Ye Su knew that she was recovering well.
After a while, Song Yizhi put down the brush and blew on the wet ink marks. After most of the ink marks were dry, she handed over the prescription.
Ye Su took the prescription and looked at it, then studied it carefully.
After she figured out the idea of using this prescription, she looked at Song Yizhi with even more surprise and affection.
This recipe is more perfect than the one I wrote.
"Zhizhi, you are really a treasure." Ye Su said, "You have a solid foundation and unbridled ideas. You dare to practice and innovate, which is rare among the younger generation of alchemists.
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Song Yizhi said, "Godmother, I dare to innovate and practice because I feel that I have a solid foundation. The reason why the younger generation of alchemists are not like me is because they respect life. Before they are sure that they have mastered most pharmacology, they will refer to their predecessors.
Experience, steady learning and progress.”
Ye Su reached out and touched Song Yizhi's head, "I didn't say they were bad, it's just that you are so outstanding, I couldn't help but sigh."
Most of today's alchemists just copy the gourd and draw the scoop. Many people no longer know how to think. They only repeat and imitate. This is very bad.
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes.
Ye Su suddenly became serious, and she said seriously, "Zhizhi, do you want to inherit my mantle?"
Song Yizhi was startled. Looking at Ye Su who was not joking, Song Yizhi raised his hand and scratched his head, "Godmother, don't you have two children?"
Ye Su said, "Ye Chao can barely do it, but now there are better choices, why should I look for him?"
A long time ago, she realized that she was limited and began to expand her ideas. Many of the ideas in her mind coincided with the branches.
In fact, it is better to say that it is for Zhizhi to inherit his mantle, but for them to exchange experiences with each other.
Song Yizhi: "..."
This is... not easy to say.
"That's not the right thing to say. You can't say that you will inherit my mantle. It should be about the exchange of experiences between mother and daughter." Ye Su said.
Song Yizhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, I am really lucky. The experience accumulated by my godmother is like a priceless treasure, hehe."
Ye Su's eyes are full of kindness and gentleness.
Adhering to the principle that it is better to choose the day than to hit it, Ye Su took Song Yizhi to share her experiences after confirming that she could bear it.
…
After the alchemist conference ended one day, Ye Mo and a few elders summarized the day's situation, and then went to find his wife.
When Ye Mo learned that his wife was occupied by Song Yizhi, he couldn't help but raise his hand to his forehead.
Song Luo left, and Song Yizhi came. He hasn't had a good conversation with his wife for several days!
Seeing Ye Mo's somewhat resentful look, brothers Ye Chao and Ye Hanxing looked at each other with gloating in their eyes.
Knowing his wife's temper, Ye Mo really didn't have the courage to disturb her, so he could only turn around and walk to another study room.
Ye Hanxing said he was going to help Shen Yiping recuperate and left, leaving Ye Chao to face his father.
The next day.
The closed door opened, and Song Yizhi was sitting in a wheelchair holding Yuyu in her arms. Her eyes were watery from yawning several times.
Ye Su touched Song Yizhi's head lovingly, "Zhizhi, don't forget to come here later."
Mother and daughter held a candle and talked all night. They could have continued talking, but Song Yizhi, who had just recovered from a serious injury, was too sleepy.
Yesu simply asked her to go back and have a good sleep, and she happened to refine the elixir at this time.
Song Yizhi nodded obediently.
The maid and Feng Changchang walked up and lifted the wheelchair out.
Looking at Song Yizhi who could hardly open his eyes, Yuan Xu asked, "Will I let you rest when I return to Qingshan?"
Song Yizhi said, "Go to the conference."
Yuan Xu responded.
Feng Changchang consciously walked up and pushed the wheelchair.
By the time they arrived at the conference, Song Yizhi had already fallen asleep in his wheelchair.
Looking at Song Yizhi who was sleeping in his wheelchair, Wei Ling lowered his voice and said, "Asleep again?"
Bei Xianyue spoke to Yuan Xu in a low voice, "It's noisy here. If she wants to sleep, she should be in Qingshan."
"She is coming." Yuan Xu's low and hoarse voice sounded.
Beixianyue was helpless.
When Song Yizhi woke up from his sleep, the sun was already high in the sky.
The warm power was like soaking in a hot spring. Song Yizhi felt comfortable and wanted to stretch his arms and legs.
Looking at Song Yizhi who was in good spirits, Wei Ling joked, "I thought you could sleep until the sun goes down."
Song Yizhi spoke, his voice a little hoarse as he had just woken up, "Then I'll go back to sleep?"
"Go on to sleep? Can you still sleep at night?" Wei Ling asked.
Song Yizhi thought for a while, "I should be able to sleep."
Wei Ling said, "It's better not to sleep and come and chat."
Song Yizhi took out the dried fruit and handed it to several people, then said, "Is there anything interesting about the game I missed?"
Wei Ling raised his eyebrows and couldn't hide the smile on his face, "Yes, yes, there was an alchemist who accidentally exploded the cauldron before, but you didn't see it..."
…
"Boom!"
The sound of a bell suddenly cut off their conversation, and the nine people looked at each other in unison.
Eight people were watching the alchemist on the stage, and Song Yizhi was watching Lan Qianqian in the crowd.
What exactly is Lan Cixi’s goal?
Song Yizhi fell into thinking.
The injury from One Hundred and Seven Jiefang cannot be healed like this.
Seeing Lan Qianxi turn around and disappear into the sea of people, Song Yizhi raised his eyes and looked at her leaving back, his eyes dim.
Lan Cixi's walking posture and steps are not so relaxed.
It can be seen from this that her whiplash wounds have not healed at all, and she definitely came to Yaowang Valley for some kind of heavenly spirit and earthly treasure.