Chapter 955 954 The Boat Is Connected with Iron Ropes, Just Like Walking on Flat Ground
Mo Cheng didn't rush to argue, because he knew one thing very well, that is, for people like the boss lady, she just wants to see your red-faced rebuttal.
Mo Cheng didn't really want to do that kind of thing, and ignoring the boss's words wasn't a good idea. After all, he had to ask her to make perfume.
So Mo Cheng rubbed his cheeks and chuckled, "What's wrong with this?"
Cooperate with the other party to perform for a while, then turn around and leave after getting the perfume.
"Unexpectedly magnanimous, but the young master is so handsome, and he does have the capital to flirt with women." The landlady walked around Mo Cheng with a smile, as if she was sizing up something, "The poem goes: The flowers bloom and the beard is broken. Don't wait until the flowers are gone and break branches. The young master is a talented person, and he must understand the meaning better than the slave family. Who can say that the young master did something wrong? "
"After all... the romance between a talented man and a romantic man has always been a good story."
For a moment, Mo Cheng suspected that he was not meeting the proprietress of a rouge shop, but the group of veteran drivers who called the speed police in [Foreign Land].
Looking at Mo Cheng's expression, the landlady seemed to have discovered something very interesting, "Okay, now I'll just help the young master make the perfume, just follow me."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the shop, with Mo Cheng following behind. After a while, he saw a pile of complete small items in the backyard of the shop, so much so that Mo Cheng suspected that this place was still a small pharmacy.
Considering the customers of this rouge shop, it may also be a part-time medical clinic dedicated to treating women.
Mo Cheng's ears twitched slightly, and after finding no other voices inside, he continued to follow the landlady.
The proprietress sorted the medicinal materials in the package and arranged them one by one. "It is better to make an agreement with the young master in advance. The recipe given by the young master has never been made in my family, so whether it can be made depends on luck."
Mo Cheng's package contained not only herbs and medicinal materials, but also minerals and even some small organisms that could be used as medicine.
"It doesn't matter. If it can't be made, it's a problem with my formula."
After all, the level of [Heart-Ending Halo] is too low. Even Mo Cheng is not sure that the information he senses is correct, but at this time, there is only this idea, so he can only give it a try.
After hearing Mo Cheng's words, the landlady no longer had any scruples. She first picked out a few medicinal materials and said, "Then please, Master, grind these into powder first. Next, you will have to use them when making the perfume." All my thoughts are focused on the slave family."
"I've always been single-minded and never half-hearted."
After replying to the landlady, Mo Cheng began to grind the medicinal materials into powder, which made the landlady smile.
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The process of making perfume is not too complicated, and the amount of medicinal materials is not too much. The two people quickly used the medicinal materials to create three different perfumes, each of which was filled with two glass bottles.
"Is this the perfume?"
Mo Cheng picked up a bottle and looked at it carefully. What he saw in front of him was not so much an antidote to cure the plague as it was simply some kind of perfume developed using ancient methods.
"It can be considered that we have finished making all three kinds of perfume." The landlady tapped her waist gently. It took her a lot of effort to prepare the many raw materials. She picked up a few bottles of perfume from the table and poured out a few bottles. He dropped it on the back of his hand and smelled it, "It's done. All three different formulas can be used as perfume."
Then the landlady looked at Mo Cheng, "I didn't expect that the young master would be able to work so hard until now. The slave family thought that the young master would walk away impatiently soon. It's really rare."
"Ah, because all my thoughts were on you just now."
Seeing that the finished product was finished, Mo Cheng didn't mind a few words of interaction with the landlady.
"Young Master is more lovable than expected. If you're not careful, even the servants will be tempted." The landlady put the prepared perfumes in pairs, each in a different bottle, "Three The scent liquid has different flavors, and it depends on who you give it to, so please remember the difference."
While he was talking, he took out the box from somewhere, put all the perfume in it, and put a piece of paper in it.
"I have included the introduction of different fragrances, so that you can give me the right medicine for you. Seeing that you are uneasy, I will not ask you to sit down any longer."
"By the way, let me give you a final message: If you want to step on three boats, you have to decide which foot to lift first."
"It's okay." Mo Cheng shrugged. He was in a good mood and replied with a smile, "The boat is connected to the iron rope, and it's like walking on flat ground."
The landlady was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Then you have to be even more careful, be careful not to set fire to the chain boat and set yourself on fire."
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After leaving the rouge shop, Mo Cheng took out a few bottles of perfume. He could feel through the power of [Enduring Halo] that the plague had different reactions to these bottles of perfume.
This thing can prevent the plague in a certain sense. This is the result that Mo Cheng came up with, but it is not enough.
What Mo Cheng needs is an antidote, a vaccine, something that can restore all patients infected with the plague to health.
This is not enough.
At the same time, through the feedback from the plague, Mo Cheng can feel that there is still something missing here. Only by adding that thing, these things that can only act as perfume, will they become an antidote.
But what exactly is that?
The information Mo Cheng obtained from the plague was too fragmented and did not even have complete information, making it even more difficult to come up with an answer.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through Mo Cheng's mind, allowing him to catch the glimmer of inspiration. He took out a bottle of perfume, then cut his finger open and dripped a drop of his own blood.
"Bacteria and viruses have followed me here, so that means that the basic structure of my own immune system is still the same as that of the Earth. And since I have survived the outbreak of the plague, the vaccine may have been produced in my body."
When the blood dripped into the perfume, a violent reaction immediately occurred, like boiling at a temperature of hundreds of degrees, with a large amount of steam coming out. At the same time, the liquid in the bottle began to solidify due to the evaporation of water, and gradually turned into something like an ointment.
Success?
[Heart-Ending Halo] Sensing the extremely violent fluctuations of the plague and the birth of an emotion similar to resistance, Mo Cheng did not go directly to Ling Ying, but first went to Dr. Changzhou.
He also needs an experiment and a person's guarantee, and there is no better guarantor in [Yueting] than Dr. Changzhou, who has been infected with the plague and is also a disciple of a doctor.
Doctor Changzhou was still wondering why Mo Cheng came to the door again not long after they met in the morning, but as soon as Mo Cheng entered the room, he put the ointment in his hand on the table.
"This may be the antidote to the plague. Is there any way to try it?"
"Let me see."
After hearing about the antidote to the plague, Dr. Changzhou didn't say much. He divided the ointment into two parts, swallowed one part and applied it externally.
I don’t know if he believes that [Qilin Talent] will not tease him with this kind of thing, or if he has no other way out, no matter who proposes the thing, he plans to give it a try.
Then, Dr. Changzhou watched in surprise as the skin on his arm with the sores fell off in pieces, along with the abscesses, leaving only the new skin.
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