Chapter 1998
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"Just, just like that?"
Patriarch Gu was in disbelief. Wasn't this the same as asking them to be the spiritual medicine supplier of the Heavenly Pill Building? This was a cooperative relationship. Not to mention them, it was an extremely good thing for any family that was in the business of spiritual medicine.
However, what surprised them even more was that it only took her half a day to find out that they were in the business of medicinal herbs. When they thought of the three 500-year-old spiritual medicines that he had just taken out, they couldn't help but blush.
Although those three 500-year-old spiritual medicines were hard to come by and were part of their collection, for a medicinal family like the Gu Clan, it wasn't difficult to obtain such aged spiritual medicines. All they needed was time.
However, the other party didn't care about it and instead threw out such an opportunity for cooperation, which made him feel that he was a little narrow-minded.
Fengjiu smiled and said, "The spiritual medicines that I want are the best. Not just any spiritual medicine can be given to me. Other than your Gu Clan, I have another source of spiritual medicines. However, if you want to expand your business, you can't lack spiritual medicines."
Gu Xiangyi, who was next to him, nodded when he heard this, "That's not a problem. In the future, I will personally check all the spiritual medicines that your Heavenly Pill Building wants."
"Very good." She nodded in satisfaction and said to him, "Come in with me!" Then she turned and walked to another empty room.
Gu Xiangyi followed her, but Family Head Gu wanted to follow her, but was stopped. "Family Head Gu, just wait here!"
When they entered the room, Fengjiu gestured for him to lie down on the bed. He took out a small knife from his space to disinfect it and said, "The rotten flesh on your wound needs to be removed before I can apply medicine. Otherwise, it will be useless. The process of removing the rotten flesh will be a little painful, so bear with it."
"En."
Gu Xiangyi responded and lay on the bed without moving until a sharp pain hit him. His body immediately tensed up, and the sweat on his forehead gradually seeped out and dripped down drop by drop.
Leng Hua, who was next to him, stood still and watched his master, who was wearing a mask, remove the rotten flesh on the wound bit by bit and clean the wound. As time passed, the rotten flesh on the wound was removed, and a fist-sized hole appeared. His shoulder was oozing black because of the poisonous fire. His master took a sharp knife and scraped the black bone until the black poisonous fire was removed. Only then did he apply a light green transparent ointment to the wound.
The cold feeling seeped into his bones and flesh, and Gu Xiangyi couldn't help but exhale softly. The cold feeling gradually eased the burning pain of the wound, and the numbness of the pain disappeared. What replaced it was a kind of heart-piercing coldness. Faintly, under this coldness, he felt that the fingers of his right hand, which had been numb before, were gradually regaining feeling.
Fengjiu cleaned and disinfected the knife and put it away. He washed his hands, then took off his mask and stood up, "The wound has been treated and the ointment has been applied. Here is the ointment, which has the effect of restoring muscle and relieving pain. When you go back, apply it once in the morning and once in the evening. It will take about half a month for the wound to recover."
"Thank you." He sat up and tilted his head slightly to look at the wound on his shoulder that was covered with ointment.
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