A few hours later, a group of Baiyu's bodyguards surrounded Wen Xiaoyun who was burying his head in a pile of bottles and cans, looking dumbfounded.
The bottles and cans were all borrowed from my own team, and the smashed willow leaves were ripped from the riverbank trees.
The juice that is boiled together with the crushed leaves is also extracted by steaming their own wine.
At the same time, vinegar steamed with charcoal was also carried out.
There is only one kind, which is not from their motorcade.
That's ice.
They saw Wen Xiaoyun searching for many stones around the river bank, and finally found a piece soaked in a bucket that turned into ice.
They were dazzled and amazed by this series of operations.
"It's some unorthodox medical skill. Why do I think this black guy is practicing Taoism?" A guard whispered.
"I think it's a spell." The other guard looked serious.
"It's not some kind of magic, isn't it?" The third one broke into sweat.
However, their master, Mr. Bai Yao, was sitting on the chair next to him with a calm expression, not showing any signs of surprise, and several of his subordinates could not say anything.
Finally, before the sun set, Wen Xiaoyun panted and developed a simple aspirin.
While wiping the sweat from her forehead, she looked at the results of her hard work and secretly felt happy.
Based on Bai Ya's symptoms, she had deduced that his illness should be a febrile neurological headache.
The fastest and most effective drug is aspirin.
Fortunately, she is a dedicated cartoonist and carefully studied how modern technology was applied to ancient times before getting involved in time travel themes.
In the original world, she experimented many times in order to skillfully develop rare drugs such as aspirin and penicillin.
Well, how did you say that sentence?
Yes, liberal arts students who don’t want to be scientists are not good cartoonists!
She carefully picked up the fruits of her labor and walked to Bai Yao, "Mr. Bai, whenever you are sick and the pain is unbearable, just take this medicine. The method of making medicine has been written down by Wu Cao and handed over to me.
Your home guard. Experiment a few times and compare it with the acceptance method on the prescription, and you can use it for a long time."
Although this recipe can definitely make Wen Xiaoyun rich in ancient times, now his life is in the hands of others. Keeping the recipe secret is tantamount to asking for trouble, so he just shows it openly to show his sincerity.
At this time, Bai Yao had tied up his hair, changed into clean brocade clothes, sat on a mahogany chair with exquisite carvings, and looked at Wen Xiaoyun with a faint smile.
The male duck-voiced guard was the first to step forward, stretched out his hand to grasp Wen Xiaoyun's wrist, and sneered, "I'd like to trouble Mr. Wucao to show you how to take this medicine."
Wen Xiaoyun was not angry, scooped out a dose with a spoon, and raised his head to take it.
After taking another sip of water, he wiped his mouth and shrugged, "Just take it, it's very simple."
The male duck voice was careful about the result. Just to be on the safe side, he took another spoon and tasted it to make sure it was non-toxic, and then offered it to the white duck.
"This time, it's really hard for Brother Wucao." Bai Yu stood up and nodded, then took the same medicine.
"As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. A misunderstanding led Bai Yao to get acquainted with a worldly master like Brother Wu Cao." Bai Yao said, giving a gentle look to the male duck beside him.
The male duck immediately took out the prepared money bag and presented it respectfully.
Wen Xiaojun beamed with joy, "Wicao offers medicine to the young master, which is the blessing of the young master. The young master sends money in the snow, which is the blessing of Wucao. Wucao thanks the master."
Bai Yao raised his head and looked at the last red glow at the end of the river, with a serious look in his eyes, "In these barren mountains and ridges, I must invite Brother Wu Cao to go together. But Bai Yao's trip is very dangerous, and his enemies are chasing him all the way.
, asking Brother Wucao to go with you is tantamount to harming Brother Wucao."
Wen Xiaoyun took over the words very discerningly, "I am a mountain villager. I am a child of the mountains. I often sleep in the wild. Brother Bai Yu doesn't need to worry.
Bai Yu looked at Wen Xiaoyun and smiled tenderly, then led everyone towards the cavalry and left.
Seeing that the crisis was completely resolved, Wen Xiaoyun took a long breath.
Surviving in the wild is not a problem for her, a popular cartoonist. She can make aspirin and penicillin, and survival in the wild is something she has at her fingertips.
But before that, Wen Xiaoyun decided to use the last light of the afterglow to see what she looked like now.
After taking a few steps to the river, a young man in ancient costume covered in mud was reflected in the cool water.
Wen Xiaoyun looked around. Well, although it was a little dirty, her face and body were still the same as before, but her dress had changed.
etc!
She suddenly remembered something. The cheating system said that she was now the pile of ashes, and her current attire was clearly that of a man.
That is to say...
Without saying anything, Wen Xiaoyun waved her hands and began to inspect her important parts.
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