Chapter 112 Donate it to me for research
"Let me tell you, Ruo'er just let the flowers bloom outside, and those flowers have cured the people's illnesses. If Ruo'er can cure illnesses, then what will you do in the future? If she takes your job, you will have to beg for food in the future..."
Doctor Du sighed deeply, grabbed Jin Congcong's wrist and began to take his pulse.
"Master, what are you doing? I'm fine. You don't need to take my pulse. Ruo'er was sleeping and couldn't be woken up. You should go see her."
Doctor Du glanced at him and said, "She's alive and kicking now, so she's fine. But as for you, I want to see if your brain can be saved."
"If it really doesn't work...donate it to me for research."
Jin Congcong: ...
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The next day, Jin Congcong came to see Bu Ru happily.
"Ruo'er, do you know? We're getting rich!"
Seeing Bu Ruo's puzzled look, Jin Congcong continued, "Just this morning, the housekeeper discovered a lot of goodies placed at the entrance of Prince Zhan's mansion. There were chickens, ducks, fish, meat, fruits, vegetables, and everything you could want. They were all placed at the entrance by the people. The housekeeper said there was no need to go out and buy anything today."
"And Prince, Mo Bao said that many ministers quietly went to the Prince's Mansion last night. They were busy coming in and out and didn't quiet down until dawn. I guess they were thinking about how to deal with you and the prince."
Bu Ruo raised her beautiful eyebrows and said, "This is not a solution. Now that they are in chaos, let's get ready to set off."
"Jin Congcong, go get ready and pack your things. I already asked the prince last night, and his affairs have been almost dealt with. We will set off in a few days. Remember to tell Grandpa Du."
When Jin Congcong thought that his master was also going, he smiled very much, but he was afraid that he would really be unlucky, so in the end he could only walk away looking back every few steps.
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Three days later, Jin Congcong glanced at Doctor Du, who was riding in the same carriage with him, with an expression that was difficult to describe.
"If you have to fart, just fart. You're always looking at what I'm doing."
Jin Congcong thought for a moment, then, like a lackey, pulled out a small snack from his bag and handed it over: "Master, why did you insist on following me all the way here? At your age, you should be at home enjoying your retirement."
"This trip is definitely dangerous. You said you don't know any martial arts and don't have any internal energy. If something happens, you won't be able to run fast."
Doctor Du glanced at him and said, "You don't need to worry about me. Just take care of yourself and don't cause trouble for Ruo'er. If something goes wrong, who knows who will be the last one to run away."
At this point, Doctor Du threw him a piece of paper and said, "You've almost finished refining the medicine for treating colds. This one is for treating external injuries. You need to learn it along the way. I want to see the finished product in five days."
"Five days?" Jin Congcong's eyes widened. "Master, do you think I can... learn it in five days? And even finish it?"
"Oh, and I didn't bring my medicine furnace or herbs with me this time, so I can't practice at all."
"I brought it for you. This morning when you went out to buy cakes, I specially asked someone to bring all the medicine furnace and herbs from your yard. They are in the carriage behind."
Doctor Du pointed behind him, looking calm and composed.
"You mean, the carriage behind is full of my medicinal herbs?" Jin Congcong's voice suddenly rose, and he looked at Doctor Du in disbelief.
"Old man! Those are the herbs I've been saving for several months! The price of herbs has gone up recently, and I saved all of them to make Wind-Cold Pills. Bring them all to me, and I won't be able to make Wind-Cold Pills and sell them for money when I go back!"
"Wow...why didn't you and Ruo'er leave me any chance to survive? I'm so pitiful."
Doctor Du slapped someone on the head. "You're so disrespectful! Who are you calling old man? I'm your master! You evil disciple!"
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You just think that if I'm not with you, you can blackmail Ruo'er if she needs pills or acupuncture? I raised you, and I don't even bother to talk about your little tricks. Shame on you!"
"Besides, if you refine those herbs into healing pills and powders, you can earn much more money than selling the Fenghan Pills, you idiot!"
Jin Congcong covered his head with his hands, his eyes lighting up. "You mean, the medicine for treating trauma is more expensive than the medicine for treating colds? And it sells better?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Doctor Du just wanted to poison the fool in front of him and said, "It's common for people in the martial arts world to get injured. And there are also the guards and secret guards in the palace. Once you refine it, will you worry about not being able to sell it?"
"You are truly my good master. You are the best master in the world."
When Jin Congcong heard that there was money to be made, and that it was even more than before, he wanted to hug his master a few times.
When they arrived at the first town to rest, Jin Congcong rushed into the guest room holding the medicine furnace and medicinal materials in front of everyone's shocked eyes.
"Don't call me for dinner, I need to make some medicine!"
Bu Ruo looked at Bi'er beside him and said, "Did he take the wrong medicine? In the past, when I asked him to make medicine in the mountains, he would always feel pain here and there, either pretending to be sick or hiding. I've never seen him so active before. Are you sure there's nothing wrong with his brain?"
Bi'er chuckled, "Don't worry, Princess. I heard from Divine Doctor Du that he was worried that Master Jin would cause trouble for you along the way, so he found something for him to do. It seems that he was refining some elixirs and powders for healing external injuries."
"After hearing this, Master Jin wanted to start practicing right in the carriage. It's not easy for him to endure until now."
Bu Ruo looked at Divine Doctor Du and gave him a thumbs up: "Grandpa Du is the one who has the solution, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble this guy might have caused."
Doctor Du stroked his beard and shook his head helplessly: "There's nothing I can do. He's always afraid that I'll come along and steal his limelight. He wanted to glare at me to death the whole way. It's really annoying."
That night, Bu Ruo's spirit came to the underworld and kicked open the door of Yama's Palace.
"Show me the Book of Life and Death!"
The King of Hell was startled: "Little aunt, why are you here again? Didn't you say that if anything happens, you should ask Qian Luan to come to me?"
"What is money? I haven't seen it! I don't know! I want to see the Book of Life and Death."
The King of Hell's eyes widened. "Didn't you see him? I let him go up long ago. And what do you want the Book of Life and Death for?"
Bu Ruo sat down on the chair without any hesitation and stretched out his hand: "I want to read the fate of a fool."
The King of Hell knew her temper, and he sighed helplessly as he handed over the Book of Life and Death. "Inject your spiritual consciousness into it and you will find the person you want to see."
Bu Ruo took the Book of Life and Death and injected his spiritual consciousness into it, looking at the blank page...
"Why not?"
The King of Hell leaned forward and asked, "What do you mean, nothing? Who are you looking for?"
"Jin Congcong, why is his name not listed?"
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