Open A Clinic To Cultivate Myself Chapter 77 The Fine Primary Elixir

It was late at night, and there were no lights in Garden Street.

In the Sky Clinic, Ning Tao was doing something extremely important.

After returning from Qing Zhui's room to the Sky Clinic, he left everything that had happened recently behind and prepared to make Primary Elixirs. After all, his life was at stake. Having collected all the materials, he had no excuse for delay.

After taking out all the materials, he treated water and impurities with alchemy fire. This was the technique he learned from the chapter of elixirs in the nameless medical book. It was also the first step. The second step was to cut up all the materials, pound them into powder with stone mortar, and then concentrate the powder with alchemy fire and the delicate perfumed tripod.

After the above two steps, the original pile of materials were left with a small pile of crystal clear powder, which looked like the powder of crystals. After completing these two steps, the third step was to make elixir blank. Ning Tao cut his wrist and dripped his blood onto the powder. Then he divided the powder soaked with blood into 21 parts according to the weight of the Primary Elixir, and twisted each part into the shape of a pill. After this, there was only one final step-to refine the pills, which was the most important yet the most difficult step.

This was the "four steps of alchemy" in the chapter of elixirs of the nameless medical book— removing impurities, grinding, concentrating, refining elixirs. This process might seem simple, but it was not. In this world, except Chen Pingdao, Ning Tao was the only one who could refine the special medicine of the Sky Clinic, because and refining the Primary Elixir required the blood of a natural go-between of good and evil and special spiritual power, which no one else could have.

Then 21 elixir blanks were put into the delicate perfumed tripod, as crystal clear as blood-red agates, sending out a mysterious fragrance.

Ning Tao sat cross-legged beside the delicate perfumed tripod, excited and worried. "The Primary Elixirs Chen Pingdao left behind are bronze, but mine are red. When my elixirs are refined, will they be bronze? If I fail, or make a mistake, I'll be in big trouble..."

Calming the nervous mood for a moment, Ning Tao released the alchemy fire, put his palms on the delicate perfumed tripod and started his first alchemy.

Buzz...

The tripod made a buzzing noise, which sounded mysterious and sacred, as if it was an old language from another world.

Boom!

Black and white alchemy fire rose, and swallowed the 21 elixirs, making them invisible.

Subsequently, a strange drug fragrance spread out of the delicate perfumed tripod, smelling refres.h.i.+ng, and making the spirit stable.

About half an hour later, the delicate perfumed tripod gave a tremble and the alchemy fire went out.

The refining was over, and Ning Tao nervously cast his eyes to the tripod.

There were 21 pills lying quietly in the delicate perfumed tripod. Each of them was round as pearls and smooth as jade, glittering and translucent, just like the bead carved out of chalcedony, but its surface had blood streaks. They didn't look like pills at all, but looked like works of a master's art. In fact, if these 21 pills were strung together and worn around a woman's neck, people would surely think it was an expensive agate necklace.

Ning Tao was a little dumbfounded. The Primary Elixirs that Chen Pingdao left were bronzed and far less fragrant. But what he refined was like the bead of chalcedony with pungent exotic fragrance. Were these Primary Elixirs?

No one could tell Ning Tao the answer, but he had the way to get the answer.

Afterward, Ning Tao took out the ledger of bamboo slips, opened it, and put the 21 pills on the ledger.

This was elixir identification.

After the owner of the Sky Clinic made some elixirs, he had to use the ledger of bamboo slips to identify the elixirs, which was similar to the way a hospital pharmacy registered drugs, which ensured that doctors in the hospital could see what was unavailable and what was still available through the hospital's internal system, as well as making it easier for doctors to see patients, write prescriptions and dispense drugs in pharmacies. Similarly, the ledger of bamboo slips was, in a sense, actually the "internal system" of the Sky Clinic, so, the elixir should be determined by it.

Through this function of ledger, Ning Tao could immediately know whether what he had refined was the Primary Elixir or not.

A few seconds later, several words appeared on the ledger— Fine Primary Elixir.

Ning Tao was stunned. The Primary Elixir he produced for the first time was given the t.i.tle of "fine" by the ledger, while the Primary Elixir produced by Chen Pingdao, a powerful pract.i.tioner, had no t.i.tle at all. What was the matter?

At this point, there was a paragraph on the ledger— being able to make skin exfoliate and owning the function of curing severe burn and skin disease.

After reading this content, Ning Tao suddenly realized that it was not because he had a great talent for alchemy, but because the white snake slough he used was from a snake demon. Obviously, Chen Pingdao did not get this kind of precious medicine. In fact, even if Chen Pingdao could get the white snake slough of the snake demon, he probably wouldn't be interested in making Primary Elixirs with that, because it would be a nice addition to the healing machinery of the Sky Clinic, but not necessary. The Sky Clinic was not a burn hospital, and the Fine Primary Elixirs were of no practical use to it.

However, this content inspired Ning Tao a lot. According to the same formula, the quality of different materials resulted in different elixirs. He couldn't help wondering what the grade of the Primary Elixir would be if he used medicine on the same level with the white snake slough he got from Bai Jing.

But such things could only be imagined. Despite the fact that he couldn't possibly find so many superb materials, even if he could, he wouldn't use them to refine elixirs because of the cost.

Subsequently, Ning Tao put the 21 Fine Primary Elixirs into a small porcelain bottle, and then placed into the small medicine chest. When the 21 Primary Elixirs were put away, Ning Tao relaxed. He now had 23 Primary Elixirs in total, which would be enough for him to use for a while, and ensured that he would no longer have to go out of his way to select patients with great merits or sins of evil intention.

As soon as he relaxed, the excessive exhaustion of spiritual power hit Ning Tao, and he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

A few hours later Ning Tao showed up at a snack bar and ordered a bowl of beef rice noodles and two buns. After breakfast, he again walked the streets with his advertising sign trap. Now his purpose as a roving doctor was no longer to make money, because he had more than three million yuan in his bank account, which was enough to cover his expenses. He carried his advertising sign trap for a roving doctor and walked through the streets in order to look for patients with "payment of good or evil".

This month, the rent of Sky Clinic was 300 points of good-evil rent, but he had only a few dozen points of balance, which was far from enough for this month's rent. If there was any pressure on him this month, it was the good-evil rent and the coming meeting with the mysterious man, who was a pract.i.tioner or a demon.

On the street, there were always people looking at Ning Tao with strange eyes, and some even muttered that he was a liar, but he didn't care. The only thing that depressed him was that, similar to the last time he practiced on the street, almost half a day had pa.s.sed and no one asked him to treat disease.

Near noon, Ning Tao sat down to rest on a parterre on the street. He browsed the news on his phone for a while, only to find nothing about Beidu Club. Pondering for a moment, he found it was not a surprising situation. Both the Ding family and the Huai family would block the news. And with their ability, especially the control of the Huai family to the entertainment circle, it was not difficult for them to block the news.

In this moment, a middle-aged man and woman walked to the parterre and sat down. They appeared to be a couple from the countryside, and their clothes were simple and a little bit of a mess, especially the man's shoes. It was a pair of outdated green shoes, one of which had a hole in the vamp, through which one could see his toes without socks, which could not have been shabbier.

The man took out a round flat cake from a dirty woven bag and handed it to the woman beside him, saying, "Shufen, here, eat it."

He looked and sounded tired.

The woman pushed it back and said, "No, you eat it. I'm not hungry."

"We went out yesterday afternoon, but all you've had is a piece of cake. I don't believe you're not hungry. Take it. I'll get you some water," the man said and tried to stand up.

The woman got a little angry, and scolded, "G.o.d! I told you, I am not hungry. I asked you to eat it, then just eat it. If you are sick from hunger, who can work in the fields? Our child is studying in the city. Where does the tuition come from?"

The man also got cross and retorted, "How can you starve when you're sick? You need nourishment. How can you not eat?"

Listening to their conversation, Ning Tao felt both bitter and touched. Then he awoke his eyes and nose to make them enter the state of looking and smelling, looking at the woman's innate aura, and smelling her scent.

The woman was a little emotional. "Sick, sick, sick, you always say I'm sick. I'm not sick. That doctor is a fraud. Hospitalization for surgery costs more than 10,000 yuan. How can we afford it? The child is only a freshman and needs thousands of tuition every year and living expenses..."

"Alas!" The man sighed heavily, then crouched down on the ground, holding his head in his arms, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Men did not shed tears lightly when he was not sad enough. With his wife sick and no money for medical treatment, and his child in college and no money for tuition fees, the poor man was overwhelmed by the pressure of these two mountains.

"You stand up and eat it. Don't cry. The young man will laugh at us." The woman reached out and pulled the man up from the ground.

Ning Tao stood up, went over to the couple, and said softly, "Excuse me, I'm doctor. I happened to hear your conversation just now, so I know your difficulty. Tell you what, how about I treat you for free?"

The husband and wife looked at each other at the same time, and there was incredulity on both of their faces.

Were there still doctors who treated people for free?

The man wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and said warily, "Young man, we are from the old mountains. We spent all the hundreds of yuan we brought in the hospital, leaving only over 10 yuan. If you have any intention, you'd better find someone else, instead of wasting your mind and time on us."

The woman stretched out her hand to pull the man's sleeve, as if to suggest that her husband should not say this, but the man still stubbornly spoke out what he thought.

Ning Tao didn't care. He smiled and said to the woman, "Your liver is bad. The doctor told you it would cost more than 10,000 yuan, and that's just for the operation. There are a lot of hospital expenses and medicine expenses. I can cure you, and I don't want your money. Instead, I'll give you 100,000 yuan."

The couple immediately froze on the spot.