Although the Ma brothers were all taken aback by Yang Yonghui's "first time", at this moment, they had no choice but to continue to put all their hopes on this young doctor.
In the room specially arranged for Yang Yonghui, according to his requirements, a large number of medicinal materials such as iron pots, clay pots, stoves, knives and ginseng filled the center of the room of nearly 100 square meters, like an open kitchen ready to cook a big meal.
The little nurse was waiting on the side, and when she saw this pomp, she couldn't help but ask hesitantly.
"Doctor Yang, are you going to make medicinal soup?"
Yang Yonghui's eyebrows jumped, alchemy and soup well, there are still similarities.
"Pretty much.
Come on, you give me a hand.
According to what I said, deal with these herbs first. ” He was vague and said a word, no longer entangled in the issue of alchemy and soup.
"Wash the ginseng first, then cut it into thin slices and mash it" Yang Yonghui said as he demonstrated his hands-on.
His eyes inadvertently swept over Fang Cailing's little tired face, and his heart moved, and he secretly scolded himself for being careless.
He is a prefecture-level powerhouse, and his physical fitness is as strong as a superman, so of course he will not feel tired.
But the little nurse is just a weak female streamer, and she is already tired of working so hard.
"I'm sorry, I rushed to the capital from such a far place in Quang Nam Province, and I didn't have a break on the way, and you were tired.
I'll take care of these things myself, so you can go over there and lie down on the bed for a while. ” The room arranged by the Ma family, if it is changed to the hotel, it is at the level of a luxury suite.
Not only is the living room spacious, but there are also two separate rooms where you can sleep and rest.
How could Fang Cailing listen, although she was confused, she was arranged by the dean to follow Yang Yonghui to Beijing, and she still didn't know what was going on.
However, there is no doubt that the identity of the patient has a lot of origins and great energy.
She has been by Yang Yonghui's side, except for handing him a silver needle, nothing else.
Fang Cailing didn't want to go to Beijing for such a grand occasion, just to be a bag-carrying person and do nothing.
However, Yang Yonghui's medical skills are superb, and even the old Zhao who is said to be a Taishan Beidou in the medical world was shocked, she is a little nurse with shallow qualifications, and she doesn't know how to get started if she wants to help.
Now these superficial efforts to clean and process medicinal materials, if Yang Yonghui has to do it himself, then his partner will be too incompetent.
"Let's do it, although I'm a little tired, I can still do this thing."
Fang Cailing insisted, Yang Yonghui persuaded her, and let her go.
Anyway, medicinal materials are very precious, and from another point of view, the amount is also very scarce.
Even if you do it all, it won't take much effort.
Yang Yonghui stood aside and opened his mouth to give guidance and teaching.
Fang Cailing is estimated to be a diligent and good girl at home, with quick hands and feet, and soon according to his requirements, she grinded ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum and other medicinal materials into powder and stirred them together.
"Is this to make soup or make medicinal powder?"
Seeing the clay pot of medicinal powder in her hand, Fang Cailing was a little unsure.
If you want to make soup, you don't need to make all the herbs into powder.
"Neither."
Yang Yonghui smiled mysteriously: "I'm here to refine the elixir" The little nurse's mouth opened for a moment, but she did not speak.
However, her eyes wandered, and she obviously didn't believe Yang Yonghui's words at all.
Yang Yonghui smiled in his heart, he told the truth, just to make the little nurse not believe it.
He turned on the stove, but instead of putting the clay pot on it to heat it, he just held it with both hands and aimed the bottom of the pot at the flame below.
"Ah, be careful of hot hands" Fang Cailing exclaimed, watching the sparks of the stove fly, rolling up, not only burning to the bottom of the clay pot, but also touching Yang Yonghui's hands.
Yang Yonghui didn't care, turned his head and smiled at her.
"Don't worry, I'm a martial arts master, and I've long since cultivated to the realm of inviolability."
Fang Cailing can't be calm.
Although there was a medical trouble in the hospital not long ago, Yang Yonghui rescued her, and showed strong combat effectiveness at that time.
But in the final analysis, it still belongs to the category of normal people, at most, the body is a little stronger, and the strength is a little bigger.
However, to say that water and fire are inviolable, and that the flames are not injured is really a bit of a deification.
Fang Cailing doesn't believe it, but when the facts are in front of her, it doesn't matter whether she believes it or not.
The stove is a gas stove used in an ordinary kitchen to stir-fry vegetables and make soup, and the flame is not too violent, with a blue-blue luster.
But Yang Yonghui held the clay pot with both hands, just above the stove, and the distance was very close.
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The flames were clear, and they were clearly visible, touching the outer edge of his bare palm.
In the surprised eyes of the little nurse, Yang Yonghui kept smiling, without the slightest painful expression of burns.
At the same time, his palms, which looked like ordinary people, did not show the slightest trace of injury.
It was as if the faint blue flame was just an extremely realistic light and shadow effect, and there was no heat.
Yang Yonghui admired the cute appearance of the little nurse staring at her two big eyes, and there was not much pride in her heart.
As long as a martial artist cultivates to the advanced level of Xuanji, he can already begin to communicate with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and manipulate the surrounding environment of the body on a small scale.
And Yang Yonghui has now stepped into the prefecture-level realm, and he has broken through to the middle level of the prefecture not long ago, and his understanding of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is not known to be many times deeper than the Xuan-level realm.
The temperature of the flame on the stove was unbearable for ordinary people, but when you calculated it seriously, it was far inferior to the flame palm that Yang Yonghui had stolen from the Yiyuan Sect.
Yang Yonghui can drive the Flame Palm to fight the enemy, how could he be afraid of this small flame.
"You, you, you're really not afraid of fire" The little nurse looked at it for a while, and finally determined that the flames on the stove really did not cause any harm to Yang Yonghui.
"It's just that you use a clay pot to dry burn medicinal powder, what do you want to do?"
Although Fang Cailing has been helping to take care of the medicinal herbs, she can be said to be confused about what Yang Yonghui wants to do, and she is completely confused.
If you want to make soup, you need to add water.
If it's a stir-fry, you need to add oil too Just grind all the herbs into powder dryly, stir them together, and then heat them directly in a clay pot Regardless of what comes out in the end, aren't you afraid that the crockpot will be burned to the ground Yang Yonghui smiled slightly, and didn't explain, but said, "You take a good look." ” His face was solemn, he no longer chatted with the little nurse, and immersed his mind in the vitality of communicating with heaven and earth
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