Together With the System to Become a Pharmacist at Once a Doctor

Chapter 53's

He was very worried because his grandfather was on the verge of death. Doctors said they were helpless and families were told to prepare for the worst.

Now is a critical time and the situation is very serious.

In fact, it was so terrifying that he forced his last hope onto the young man.

That disease that failed to be cured by those experts and masters could be cured by this young man? thought Guo Sirou.

“You can return in three days,” said Wang Yao.

He had accumulated some bonus points, so he could buy the shanjing and guiyuan needed for Regather's soup. It was only a few days later and they came to him, which was probably destiny. So he decided to help them.

“Three days later?” Guo Sirou frowned slightly.

“Three days is too long?” Wang Yao asked peacefully.

Although he had boiled many herbal medicines lately and he had mastered a lot of relevant knowledge through self-learning and a system of pharmacists that filled the wisdom, he said, there were still two unknown things about the herb: There were two elixirs in the medicine, so he was not sure if the results would work or not. The soup should also not be too hard when it is made.

“Oke, three days. Thank you." Thank you." Guo Sirou and He Qisheng stayed for a while and then they left.

Wang Yao exchanged shanjing and guiyuan for accumulated bonus points so that he had no more points.

Wang Yao looked at the two herbal medicines in his hand. They are rhizomes of licorice root. They looked like wild ginseng, but one was longer and the other a little stronger. They have texture and long thin hair with a faint aroma.

He prepared the potion and firewood in one day and he checked the formula again many times. Later, he read passages from his holy book and practiced his breathing exercises as usual.

The day was bright, and the sun was also bright the next day.

After he finished farming and practicing, Wang Yao started boiling medicinal herbs. He examined formulas and medicinal herbs, firewood, ancient springs, and multifunctional pots for herbs.

The water boiled as the flames beneath it increased.

The boiling time of each medicinal herb was different. Some of them need to be boiled for a long time to be efficient, while some of them take a shorter time because the composition of the drug will be destroyed if boiled longer.

Wang Yao looked at the multifunctional pot for herbs and he estimated the time. He added some wood to the fire occasionally.

Firewood is necessary because natural gas is used to boil, but the effect may not be so good. Firewood is a plant, so it can naturally create fire, just like making pottery. The manufacture of some pottery requires special wood and will not be successfully made with natural gas.

The water was boiling constantly with fire beneath. The composition of herbal medicine is integrated with ancient springs. There was a special medicinal scent in the cottage.

Medicinal herbs should be inserted one by one steadily.

Ginseng, shiny ganoderma, angelica…

Time passed and the soup in the pot slowly changed color.

Two licorice roots are added gradually. Shanjing is included first because it takes a certain time to boil, just like wild ginseng. Guiyuan is included afterwards because unique— can absorb and coordinate the efficacy of all herbs.

The fire still burns hot when the pot is removed from it.

Wang Yao stuffed a bit of red soup into the white porcelain vase he had prepared earlier. With that, Regather's soup was done.

Wang Yao raised his head and looked out the window. It was dark; he paid no attention to the outside when he focused on boiling the soup. Whether it is effective or not will be proven soon.

On this day, the sun rises at about 8 a.m. A vehicle was driven to a quiet village and there were two people coming out from there and going up the hill. They came to the herb field, but they did not find Wang Yao. There was only a dog with thin fur that barked incessantly.

“Where does he go?!” Guo Sirou looked around anxiously and the dog rushed to keep him away.

“Nona, quiet. We should wait for a while,” He Qisheng next to him stopped him.

The dog stopped bothering them when he saw them stopping in their path.

“Sweetest one!”

He found two people when he came down from the top of the hill.

“You are very early,” he said.

“It's done?” Guo Sirou asked.

“It's done.” Wang Yao waved his hand and a white porcelain vase appeared. It was still warm, and Guo Sirou wanted to stretch it.

Mission: There is a price for a good herbal medicine.

“I know!” Wang Yao silently said to the system.

“How much is it?” Guo Sirou asked.

The medicine should be paid for with 4000 kilograms of gold, but you can also exchange that gold for money. It should be 1 million yuan.

That's very expensive.

Listening to the price, Wang Yao sighed. He was not too surprised because Anshensan was also very expensive.

“None Guo. That's the price of the drug.” Although he was unwilling, Wang Yao had to say it.

“What?” Guo Sirou was surprised. “How much?”

“One million,” replied Wang Yao simply.

“What?!” Guo Sirou was still shocked but he immediately returned to himself. “How many numbers of your bank account. I'll transfer the money to you soon.”

That much money could not be earned during his life, but it meant nothing to him. Now, there was a million on Wang Yao's card.

“This should be kept secret,” Wang Yao stressed again.

“No problem. I can do that. How should I use the medicine?” Guo Sirou asked.

“It is better to drink three times a day for two days. It is best to drink while it is still warm.”

Guo Sirou and He Qisheng were already familiar with this method, so they immediately left with the medicine. Their vehicle was shot down on the road and then they left the Qi Province that morning by plane. They flew to Jing city.

In Jing city, there are special hospitals and unique wards. There were several members of the medical staff who were treating an old man. The old man lying on the bed was confused. He looked extremely thin and there were age spots on his face. He could be described as being on the verge of death.

There was a man in his 40s standing to one side; he looked extremely worried.

“How about him, Uncle Chen?”

“We've been trying hard to maintain his health,” the doctor said slowly, “but you all have to prepare for the worst!”

“OK. Thank you,” said the middle-aged man after a few seconds.

He came out of the ward and lit a cigarette. He saw the view outside from the window. The night of Jing City was filled with light. At that moment, there was an attractive middle-aged woman who rushed into the ward.

“How is he? Is there an update?” the woman asked worriedly.

“Nothing, she's still the same.”