Song Ci held the small oval pill in her hand. She walked to the invigilator's table, looked up at the respectable-looking gentlemen, and frowned as she asked, "Gentlemen, I have a question. I wonder if you can help me."
"You say." They stared at the medicinal herbs in Song Ci's hand and probably guessed what the child was thinking.
Song Ci said, "This pill..." She held up the pill, a puzzled look on her face. She said, "This is clearly a pill, but I smell a bloody smell in it. It's not animal blood, it's more like human blood."
"I would like to ask you gentlemen, is it that my judgment is wrong, or is it that this medicine contains human blood?"
The invigilators exchanged glances, and finally the oldest-looking gentleman spoke. "Song Fei is truly a genius," he said. "I just saw the answers of the forty of you, and only you and Mo Fengying have the correct answer sheets."
"You are not wrong. There is indeed human blood in this medicine."
Song Ci's expression changed slightly. She angrily said, "Since when can human blood be used as a medicine? This is against morality and ethics!"
"Student Song Fei, this is only a rare case. However, adding a small amount of human blood to certain medicines can indeed enhance their efficacy. This was discovered by my Mo people after hundreds of years of research."
"If adding just a tiny amount of blood can improve the efficacy of the drug and benefit more patients, then why not?"
The old man spoke very slowly, sounding very soothing. Song Ci stared at him for a long while, then suddenly said, "Are you the old patriarch?"
Mo Zhangkuang was stunned.
Then he chuckled, quite amused, "How did you recognize me?"
Song Ci: "A feeling."
Mo Zhangkuang had just said that out of the forty candidates, only she and Mo Fengying had answered the last question correctly. This also indirectly revealed a piece of information: in this Mo family, most people were actually unaware of the existence of the medicine man, so they couldn't guess where the fishy smell in the medicine came from.
It seems that Mo Zhangkuang and the others are also very clear that using pharmacists to increase the purity of drugs is a shameful thing to do.
Song Ci looked at Mo Zhangkuang deeply. If she wanted to gain Mo Zhangkuang's trust and love, she could only approve of Mo Zhangkuang's approach!
Song Ci suddenly laughed again. She stood in awe and said, "What the old master said is true. It's just extracting a little human blood. It won't cause any harm to anyone, but it can save more lives. This is also another kind of great love."
Hearing this, Mo Zhangkuang nodded repeatedly. He looked at Song Ci with a smile and said, "You are very good. I am very optimistic about you, kid. Try your best to get into the top three!"
Song Ci's cold eyes gradually showed some curiosity. She boldly asked Mo Zhangkuang: "What rewards are there for those who get into the top three?"
Mo Zhangkuang said bluntly: "Becoming my last disciple, is this considered a reward?"
Song Ci's face flickered with excitement, but she concealed it, a behavior consistent with her age. "I'll try my best!" Song Ci put away the pill, said goodbye to the invigilators, and left.
Staring at Song Ci's departing back, the others asked Mo Zhangkuang, "Old Patriarch, are you really going to accept Song Fei as your apprentice?"
"She is very outstanding and smart, and she can better understand our approach. Such a person is most suitable to be a student of my Mo family, isn't she?"
The existence of the medicine man can only be revealed to those who agree with their style of doing things. Most of the children in the Mo family are kind-hearted and cannot accept the existence of the medicine man. But Song Fei is different. Song Fei can understand and agree with their approach. She is the best successor!
Everyone looked at each other and agreed with Mo Zhangkuang's opinion.
After Song Ci returned to the dormitory, she sat at the table, feeling heavy-hearted and not wanting to talk.
Song Fei poured her a cup of tea and took the pill from her fingers. After examining the pill, unable to discern what it was, Song Fei asked, "What is this? Why are you staring at it?"
Song Ci looked at the pill with disgust, feeling nauseous. She said, "There's a poisoned person's blood in that pill. This is part of today's exam. I smelled human blood, and I also saw the old patriarch, Mo Zhangkuang, today."
"What do you think of Mo Zhangkuang?"
"He has a kind and gentle face." What a beast in human form!
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