Chapter Sixty-Five

Ning Tao saw the medicinal materials that Fan Huaying bought at Zhao Wushuang's home, some were more, some were less because they were hard to find, all packed in a big cardboard box, exuding a strong smell of medicinal materials.

The only thing left now is the white snake slough, once the white snake slough is in hand, the medicinal materials for refining the primary prescription pill will be ready.

Fan Huaying said: "Brother, the medicinal materials you asked for are very precious and not cheap. They cost a total of 1.67 million and left 330,000. Give me a card number and I will transfer it to you."

Ning Tao said, "You don't have to be so polite, do you?"

Fan Huaying said with a smile: "I originally wanted to buy these medicinal materials and give them to you, brother, but you insisted on giving the money. How can I be ashamed to ask for your hard work?"

Ning Tao smiled and said the card number.

Fan Huaying used his mobile phone to transfer the money, and a few seconds later Ning Tao received the payment information, and 330,000 yuan had already arrived in his account.

To a person like Fan Huaying, this sum of money might be money that can be easily bought for a watch, but to Ning Tao, it is a huge sum of money, and the effect it can play is too great.

Zhao Wushuang came out from the kitchen, "Have you guys finished chatting? I've already settled the matter. Do you want to continue chatting, or enjoy my cooking?"

Today, she is not wearing a mask, and scars are faintly visible on her left cheek and chin, but compared to the first time we met, this is already a thousand times better. Now she can cover her scars with just a touch of makeup, and she won't attract strange eyes when she goes out.

Ning Tao's treatment is equivalent to giving her a second life, which is why she cooks herself.

Fan Huaying laughed and said, "Then I'll be in the honor of Brother Ning."

Zhao Wushuang smiled and said, "I hope Dr. Ning won't dislike my cooking."

Ning Tao smiled and followed Zhao Wushuang and Fan Huaying to the restaurant.

There are several dishes on the table, all of which are high-end ingredients. There are two kinds of seafood, Aolong and sashimi, and two kinds of Sichuan cuisine, one is fish-flavored shredded pork, one is mapo tofu, and one is vegetable salad. There is also a bottle of valuable red wine, which has already woken up.

Fan Huaying sighed in admiration, "I like the combination of Chinese and Western. But Wushuang, you are really biased. You know that Dr. Ning came from a mountain city, so you specially cooked Sichuan cuisine for him. You didn't even specially cook a dish for me."

Zhao Wushuang rolled his eyes, "You can cook what you want, the kitchen is over there."

Fan Huaying smiled wryly, "Brother Ning, look, this is the same fate."

Ning Tao smiled and said, "Thank you so much."

"Stop talking too much, let's have dinner, the grilled lobster won't taste good if it's cold." Zhao Wushuang said.

The atmosphere at lunch was pleasant.

Ning Tao thought that Zhao Wushuang's cooking skills would be average, but he was amazed when he ate it. He couldn't help but praise, "I really didn't expect Miss Wushuang's cooking skills to be so good. Your dishes are so delicious."

Zhao Wushuang said with a smile: "You are my benefactor, if you like it in the future, come here, and I will make it for you."

Ning Tao said with a smile: "Don't mention the benefactor or anything else. I am a doctor, and it is my bounden duty to see and treat patients. From now on, we will be friends. If I have time, I will definitely come to bother you."

Zhao Wushuang raised his wine glass, "Cheers to our friendship."

Three goblets collided.

But Ning Tao knew that the reason why Zhao Wushuang and Fan Huaying treated him so kindly was because of his medical skills. If he was still that poor intern, they probably wouldn't look him in the eye, would they? This world is so realistic, the rich have distant relatives in the mountains, and the poor have no close neighbors in the downtown.

He understands and can take it lightly. He won't feel honored because he met celebrities like Fan Huaying and Zhao Wushuang, and of course he won't refuse the other party's kindness.

After lunch, Ning Tao drank tea with Zhao Wushuang and Fan Huaying for a while, and then left with the cardboard box full of herbs.

After taking a taxi back to the community where Jiang Hao's house is located, Ning Tao didn't enter Jiang Hao's house, but went directly to the rooftop,

Use the key to open the blood lock and return to Tianwai Clinic.

Everything in the Tianwai Clinic was as usual, and the tripod of good and evil was "sleeping" with its eyes closed, with a face that was too lazy to talk to Ning Tao.

Ning Tao took out the medicinal materials from the cardboard box, handled them briefly, and then stored them in different categories. When the white snake sloughs out, he can start refining the primary prescription pill.

After finishing the medicinal materials, Ning Tao took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was only four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still early before the appointment with Bai Jing. He simply took out the pieces he found in Panjiayuan's house.

There are eighteen fragments in total, each of a different size and shape.

Ning Tao held a piece of fragment in his hand, opened the state of seeing and hearing skills of the eyes and nose, and carefully "diagnosed".

It is still difficult to determine the material of the fragments. It is not metal or porcelain fragments. The feel and weight, as well as the material characteristics observed by the eyes are very similar to a kind of rock. There are some strange lines and patterns on the surface of the shard, but they are too blurry to make out.

"Could it be a magic weapon?" Ning Tao had such a thought in his heart.

It has aura, strange lines and patterns, and it really looks like the magic weapon described in Xianxia novels.

Ning Tao put all the pieces together and got the shape of a broken inkstone. The fragments that the mustache sold him were not complete, at least half of them were missing.

Ning Tao was a little disappointed that half of a treasure was missing.

"After the white snake slough is done, I'll go to the deep pool to see, maybe I can find other fragments." Ning Tao made up his mind, he wrapped the fragments, and put them on the shelf where the Tiangou Ding and Rotten Ding were placed.

The golden Tiangou tripod and the ancient style heavy broken broken tripod came into sight, and an inspiration suddenly flashed in Ning Tao's mind.

He has used all three tripods in the Tianwai Clinic to refine Meixiang ointment and spices, but only the Meixiang tripod can succeed, neither the Tiangou tripod nor the Rotten Supplies tripod. But whether it is the Tiangou Ding or the Rotten Ding, it must have its unique features, even if it is the Tiangou Ding left by Chen Pingdao, it must be useful. After all, Chen Pingdao is a cultivator who has lived for thousands of years. The owner of the Tianwai Clinic of the previous generation, how can the things he left behind be ordinary?

"Ran Sui, Lan Sui... the Lan Sui tripod is not for repairing things, is it?" This is Ning Tao's sudden inspiration.

Meixiang can turn ordinary herbs and ingredients into treasures.

Rotten broken, broken broken, isn't it just a special tripod for repairing things?

As soon as the inspiration settled down, Ning Tao couldn't wait to take the fragments and the rotten tripod to the open space in the middle of the clinic, and then put all the fragments into the rotten tripod.

After making preparations, Ning Tao converted his spiritual power into pill fire, and then put his palms on the broken wall of the cauldron.

buzz buzz...

The sound of the rotten broken tripod was like thousands of monks chanting scriptures, like the arrival of the Great Dao, mighty and mighty.

Under the pill fire, the complex lines and patterns on the Rotten Cauldron "lighted up" one by one. When it was fully lit, a black and white flame burst out suddenly in the cauldron! This scene is like Ge Ming showing off his craftsmanship to the children in the kitchen of the Sunshine Orphanage, deliberately pouring a spoonful of oil into the red-hot pot, and a big flame ignited in the pot.

This kind of situation has never occurred in Meixiangpao and Tiangou Ding, even when the Meixiangpao and spices were refined with rotten broken tripods, it has appeared now, which shows that his guess is correct, it is used to A special tripod for repairing things!

buzz buzz...

Amidst the sound of the cauldron, the black and white pill fire was burning, but Ning Tao could not see the changes in the tripod, he could only see the pill fire amplified and strengthened by the rotten broken cauldron, and his eyes were full of fire.

A full quarter of an hour passed, and Ning Tao became more and more tired, and the pill fire in the broken cauldron became weaker and weaker. This kind of refining consumes far more spiritual power than refining balm and spices, and he couldn't hold on for a quarter of an hour.

Really unable to hold on anymore, Ning Tao was forced to withdraw the pill fire, and his palms also left the Rotten Cauldron.

The black and white flames disappeared, and more than a dozen fragments in the rotten broken cauldron had joined together to form a two-thirds black inkstone. However, the cracks in the remnant inkstone are still obvious and not firm.

Ning Tao carefully took out the remnant inkstone that was not firmly bonded, and it was heavy in his hands, much heavier than when it existed as fragments.

"Sure enough, it's not a mortal thing!" Ning Tao exclaimed in his heart, and then awakened the state of seeing and hearing skills of eyes and nose.

After "diagnosing" again, the result is quite different from before "repairing the bad".

The lines and patterns on the remnant inkstone are obviously clear and can be seen clearly at a glance. Lines are lines, criss-crossing like rivers and rivers on the earth. The pattern is not a pattern, but a mysterious rune.

Ning Tao looked left and right, but he couldn't understand it for a long time. After all, he was just a rookie in cultivation, and the basic cultivation techniques he used only taught him to practice spiritual power, convert pill fire and so on. They were all very basic things, and did not involve the knowledge and skills of runes. Therefore, even if he could see clearly, he would still be blind.

In addition, the aura released by the barely bonded inkstone was several times higher than before the "repairing", and he could even feel a magical energy faintly flowing in the remnant inkstone. However, he still didn't know what it was.

No matter how long the research on this situation will lead to no results, Ning Tao finished the diagnosis of Wangshu and Wenshu, and he put the broken tripod and inkstone back on the shelf. During this process, a plan was brewed in his mind, "With this rotten cauldron, why don't I expand the business of the clinic? Not only can I treat people, I can also repair broken magical instruments, even if I don't earn rent for good and evil. , I can also earn medicine and materials for alchemy from cultivators or monsters!"

Ning Tao's eyes moved to the golden Tiangou tripod again.

Meixiang Ding is used to refine medicinal materials and spices, and of course it is the best choice for refining primary prescription pills.

The Rotten Cauldron is used to repair broken magical artifacts, and alchemy is unnecessary. It is definitely a wrong choice to waste materials.

So, what is this golden belly Tengu Ding used for?

Ning Tao stared at the Tiangou Cauldron for a while, and said something out of nowhere, "Chen Pingdao, Chen Pingdao, this is not your dog bowl, is it?"

Chen Pingdao is still missing, but even if he is here, he will not admit it, right?