When the Fanlao Fuyan Decoction is boiled to a certain temperature, the entire Cangshan Village is covered with a special medicinal fragrance.

Every poisoned villagers feel refreshed when they smell this scent of medicine.

In fact, we have long heard that the antidote of the miracle Doctor Perilla is being cooked in Cangshan Clinic. Some people can't wait to wait there, hoping to drink the boiled soup as soon as possible.

When everyone smelled the fragrance of medicine, the entrance of the clinic was almost crowded with villagers.

"Everyone line up, don't squeeze it. Doctor Zisu's medicine has made a big pot of soup to ensure that everyone can drink it."

Mo Wen had actually thought that this would be the case, so she calmly asked the villagers to line up and wait for the soup to be cooked.

After boiling over high heat, boiling slowly over medium heat and low heat. After three hours, the Fanlao Fuyan Soup was finally completed.

During this period, Perilla spent most of its time here. As for the purification of the other three wells, it is not the focus now. As long as the largest sweet well is restored, it can meet the daily water needs of villagers.

Mo Wen looked at a pot of soup and medicine that emitted a strange fragrance. She felt relieved when she thought that the toxins in the villagers' bodies could be removed by drinking the medicine.

"Doctor Zisu, what is the dosage everyone takes?"

"Each adult is a small bowl, and the children and the elderly can reduce the amount of money. If the poisoning is particularly serious, you can drink more. Also, women can drink more, this medicine has a good skin-bearing effect."

Zi Yun smiled and asked, "Young Master, can I drink it?"

Zisu joked: "My Yun'er is so beautiful, can you still need to drink medicine to nourish your skin?"

Zi Yun felt sweet in her heart, but on the surface she said angrily: "Young Master, you like to fool people. Yun'er doesn't believe you. Tell me if I can drink it?"

Zi Su shrugged and smiled, "Of course I can drink it. Come on, you and Doctor Mo will drink a bowl first to try the taste of this soup." As he spoke, he had quickly put two small bowls from the pot.

Ziyun and Mo Wen each took a bowl, then picked up the spoon and scooped a little and then put it in their mouths.

"It's so bitter!" Zi Yun frowned.

"A good medicine is bitter and good for the disease, and this decoction should be effective." Mo Wen is a doctor and has been mentally prepared for the bitterness of the decoction.

At this time, the villagers lined up outside asked, "Dr. Mo, what are you drinking? Have you boiled the medicine? When will the medicine be given?"

Mo Wen drank the medicine, but Mingmou looked at Zisu, meaning that he was asking about Zisu’s arrangements. Zisu replied: “Dear villagers, the toxin-relieving medicine has just been boiled. I will give you medicine immediately in the future. I hope everyone will keep order, don’t go to the line, and don’t make noise. By the way, the number of bowls here is limited. If the villagers who are ranked after 100 don’t bring their own medicine bowls, hurry up and get a clean bowl.”

The effect of Xiaoyao Magic Sound calms the villagers immediately and maintains order.

Since Mo Wen had reminded everyone to bring bowls before, only a few of them did not bring bowls, those people had to admit that they were unlucky and quickly went home to get bowls.

A bowl of Rehmannia Soup seems simple, but after drinking it, it quickly had a surprising reaction.

"Mom, it's amazing, you're young."

"Really? The miracle doctor is indeed a miracle doctor. A bowl of decoction solves the problem."

"Wow, madam, you seem to be more beautiful than before you get poisoned."

"Hehe, that's because the miracle doctor Zisu said that this medicine nourishes the skin, so people drank an extra bowl."

"Ah, it turns out that you have drunk two bowls, so I have to drink one more bowl."

"Husband, the miracle doctor said that men can only drink one bowl, otherwise they will easily become a fake girl."

"What is a fake girl?"

"The miracle doctor said that he just looks sissy who is neither male nor female."

"Ah! Then I'll stop drinking."

More and more people recovered, and soon the villagers discovered that the freckles, acne, moles, and even scars on their faces were unexpectedly gone after drinking the soup.

"My magic medicine, this decoction is simply amazing. Thanks to the miracle doctor for his treatment and for his protection."

In fact, even Zi Su never expected that the effect of this Fanlao Fuyan Decoction would be so good.

Zi Yun was the first to drink it. The dark scars on her face soon disappeared, and her ranking in the Fengyun Beauty List rose to 58, up ten, and surpassed Yu Qing.

It can be seen that this Fanlao Fuyan Decoction has excellent beauty effects and is also a good medicine to remove scars. If it is made into pills or powders, it will be much more convenient. Zi Su has already thought of a huge business opportunity at this time, and there is another way to make money.

As the saying goes, everyone has a love for beauty.

I heard that the beautification effect of the soup is so good, Yu Feng and Zi Yan rushed over to drink a bowl.

More than a thousand villagers need more than a thousand small bowls of soup medicine, and in the end there is a small amount of leftover. Zi Su can only sigh that the pot passed down from the Mo Wen family is so big, it is worthy of being the famous Mo family soup medicine that was once famous in the sea.

After saving the villagers, it was already early in the morning.

Mo Tiandao and the elders in the village expressed their gratitude to Zi Su on behalf of Cangshan Village. At the same time, they also specially made delicious late-night snacks to entertain Zi Su and his people.

Mo Tiandao is a wine lover. He has a very good alcohol tolerance and has almost no opponents in Cangshan Village.

But this time he met Zi Su, and the two of them didn't know how many bowls of wine they drank. Anyway, Mo Tiandao was drunk in the end, but Zi Su was fine.

While drinking, Zisu did not forget to agree to the Nine-Winged Blue Bird.

This time he talked three times in a row until Sun Wukong was pressed down under the Five Elements Mountain.

"Poor monkey, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer this time. By the way, you don't seem to have written a letter to Qing Ling these two days. Could it be that there are too many beauties around you, have you forgotten?"

"Thank you, Lord Shenniao, for reminding me, I will not forget it, but I don't want Lord Shenniao to be so tired, and I send letters back and forth every day, so I changed it to write the last one in a few days."

"How can you be tired when delivering a letter? This is so big, just write it every day."

"Ahem, in addition to this reason, I actually think that the frequency is too high, Qingling may feel annoyed, but it is better to write one in a few days."

"Tsk, laziness means laziness, and I'll find so many reasons. If you don't write, I'll go to bed if you don't write."

"Write, why don't you? Since you are not afraid of hard work, what reason do I have to not write? Just wait and send me a letter to the Queen."

"Then you write slowly. After writing, call me and I'll find a place to take a look."

Zi Su shook her head and smiled secretly. This nine-winged blue bird was really trying hard to match him and Qing Ling, but she really didn't care at all, maybe!

For some reason, when he saw the disappearing back of the nine-winged blue bird, he also felt a touch of his heart.

The silkworm will not stop until it dies, and the candle will not stop drying when it turns into ashes.

The Nine-Winged Blue Bird is really nice to him. The kind of effort can be described as without asking for anything in return.

Zi Su shook her head secretly and began to write a letter to Queen Qingling.

Speaking of which, this is the third letter that Zi Su wrote to Qing Ling. Compared with the first two letters, his wording is bolder, his tone is closer, and his attitude is more intimate.
Chapter completed!