The conversation between colleagues made Song Zimo enlightened.

yes!

This is the fragrance of roasted grasshoppers. He did this a lot when he was a child.

But can grasshoppers strengthen their bodies and cure cerebral infarction?

Unscientific, unrigorous, a fantasy.

But he can't analyze the more specific ingredients now, what should he do?

After some consideration, he decided to eat.

Test the medicine with your body and verify it.

If it works, he will buy another one to study it. Anyway, his hand speed is fast.

...

The next morning, Song Zimo deeply realized the effect of Jianti Pills.

Refreshing and energetic.

Myopia, which was originally three hundred degrees, has returned to normal!

This is absolutely unscientific!

It can strengthen the body, cure cerebral infarction, and treat myopia... If there were such grasshoppers, then grasshoppers would have long been extinct in nature!

There must be something he doesn't know, it must be.

So a week later, he bought another health pill in Wu Quan's living room.

Wu Quan:...

This time, Song Zimo did not analyze himself, but instead entrusted his classmates to help him analyze in the university laboratory.

The result disappointed him very much, and it was almost not very different from his results, except that there was a little more sugar. It seemed that the pill was very casually prepared.

He has always been a rigorous person and he never believes that a grasshopper can have such magical effects.

So he found Wu Quan and wanted to contact the old Chinese doctor through him and ask for advice sincerely.

Although Sis cares about Wu Quan, a die-hard fan, she cannot easily agree to such a thing. After being on Earth for so long, she still knows that some things cannot be made public.

But Song Zimo did not intend to give up.

This pill is so magical that it has exceeded his understanding. If energy is produced, it is definitely the greatest medical discovery of the century.

"Can you even have a video? I told her myself."

"This should be unlikely, right?" Wu Quan said, "But if you really want to find him, I can help you find the address, but you can't say I did it."

"How do you plan to check?"

“ip.”

Yes, there is also this method.

He is indeed a programmer and reliable.

That night, Song Zimo arrived in Xilin City and arrived at Sisi's studio early the next morning based on the address.

"Who are you looking for?"

Seeing someone standing at the door, chicken legs with their left hand and chicken legs with their right hand, and a chicken legs with their mouths, Si Si couldn't help but ask.

Song Zimo turned around and said, "Hello, I am..."

"Second Brother!"

Song Zimo:...Beauty, although it's a bit rude to me if I don't sue, I don't need to scold me, right?

Besides, I am so thin, how can I look like my second senior brother?

"Are you really the second senior brother?"

"Uh...my name is Song..."

"Father Eagle Brother! Brother Trump!" Sis rushed into the stairs excitedly and shouted as he walked, "You guys come down quickly, the second senior brother is here!"

Song Zimo:... Did I go to the wrong place?

Also, this girl's big tail seems... not fake?

No, it must be because he didn't see clearly. It was impossible for someone to grow up such a big tail.

Unscientific and rigorous.

"Second Brother, did you come alone?" Sisi rushed back at this time, "Is there anyone else with you?"

"Well... I think you probably recognized the wrong person, we probably haven't met you."

Ss looked at him strangely, and touched his forehead with his greasy little hands.

I don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?

Tugging his face again.

That's right, the dull face that never melts for thousands of years.

The moles on the ears are also suitable.

...

In order to get in touch with the old Chinese doctor, he had imagined various possibilities after seeing SS and formulated various response plans.

But he never expected that this would end after meeting.

Speaking of beauty, if you want to touch my face, please wipe off the greasy ones on your fingers first?

At this time, the Yingxiao brothers also walked down.

Their attitudes seemed much more respectful.

After all, the second senior brother is not only unfathomable, but also has always been serious and mysterious. Only Shis, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, dares to be careless in front of him.

"It's really the second senior brother here!"

"Second Brother," Trump happily took Song Zimo's hand, "I've been very worried about the pills recently. Just come."

Song Zimo felt that the way the sun came out must be wrong today.

Why do you seem to be familiar with him even though you have never met someone before?

This is not scientific at all.

"You really recognized the wrong person, we really never met."

The three brothers and sisters looked at each other, and it was Trump who first reacted.

Could it be... this second senior brother didn't come from nine thousand years later?

It's very possible.

The second senior brother specializes in researching elixirs and poisons, which are very important things, so he has been secluded behind the scenes, which is very mysterious and may not be able to meet for hundreds of years.

So except for the eldest brother and my father, no one knows where he comes from or what race.

Now it seems that he should have walked out of the earth like his father.

This is an amazing discovery.

But... now the second senior brother obviously hasn't become a disciple yet, which is a bit embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Sce quietly took two steps back.

After all, she just applied so much oil to a "stranger" person's face... and pulled his face... and grabbed his ears...

Brother Second, shouldn't he think she has something wrong with her mind, right?

If the second senior brother doesn’t take his father as his teacher, wouldn’t it be awful?

I feel like... I made a mistake inadvertently.

"Sorry, we recognized the wrong person. You look too similar to our second senior brother." At the critical moment, Trump was still quick to react, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

"I'm here to find the anchor of Sce."

"Look for me?"

"Yes," Song Zimo replied while wiping his face with a tissue, "I want to know where the old Chinese doctor who made health pills is. I beg him to see him."

He is so obsessed with elixirs, he is worthy of being the second senior brother.

Although I don’t know how he became a disciple, Trump thinks this is an opportunity.

My father and senior brother went out for a run, so before they came back, let’s take him to visit.

With his persistence in elixirs, after reading the materials of Jianti Pills, he would definitely admire him and then naturally become a disciple.

"It's OK," said Trump, "but he'll have to wait a moment before he comes back. If you want, go and check out the materials first."

So refreshing?
To be continued...