Mingruo asked softly: "Are people still alive?"

"I am alive at the moment." Jun Che added, "But it seems that I won't live long."

Mingruo went up to check the lower pulse and looked at his nails again: "He has internal injuries on his body, mainly poisoning."

"There is a poisonous miasma on the mountainside of the Immortal Doctor Valley, and he must have come up." Jun Che simply searched the man and found a black black token. Seeing the simple patterns on the token, Jun Che raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What should I do?" As a doctor, Mingruo subconsciously wanted to treat the person who was injured and poisoned. However, this place is different from the peaceful era in his previous life.

"Take him back." Jun Che made a decision without thinking.

"Then feed a Qingling pill first. Although it cannot detoxify, it will at least not continue to deteriorate." Ming Ruo took out a pill from the "sleeved bag".

Jun Che's mouth twitched, and the junior sister sent out the North Chi holy medicine, just like she was giving sugar beans. But she still took the Qingling Pill and stuffed it into the man's mouth.

My boyfriend wants to carry him, and my senior brother wants to carry a bamboo basket. This person is a bit redundant. Ming Ruo called out: "Three Years of Junior High School."

"Master." The third year of junior high school came down from a book not far away.

Mingruo thought for a while before asking: "Senior Brother, do you still want to carry a bamboo basket?"

"Bamboo basket." If the basket wasn't too small, he would have considered putting the basket in the basket.

Mingruo said to the third year of junior high school: "Take this person with you and go with you."

"Yes, master." The third year of junior high school is a tool for feeling, and he doesn't care whether the person is comfortable or not, so he just carried it and left.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Jun Che told his disciples who were responsible for patrol to search the mountain.

The disciples in the sect took the order to patrol the mountain, and they returned to Lingyun Peak.

The Lord had already chosen the gift to Mingruo, and the disciple who was waiting to go out to play came back. Seeing the secret guard carrying a bunch of people on his shoulders, the Lord was so nervous that he was so angry that he was overwhelmed by the man's stomach.

"Where did this person come from?" The Lord looked at the unconscious person suspiciously.

"I picked it up when I picked up mushrooms." Ming Ruo answered truthfully.

"That's how it is." The Lord should have been downplayed, but asked Jun Che with his eyes why he wanted to bring people back to Lingyun Peak.

Those who break into the inner sect will be thrown directly to the precepts hall for treatment.

Jun Che did not answer, but just searched the token from the man and gave it to his master.

The Lord threw the token directly to Mr. Qing Wei, who was finally able to rest for a while after the renovation.

He went up to take the man's pulse: "Some internal injuries, and he was still infected with two kinds of poisonous miasma in the lost mountain forest and the Xianyu Valley... Well... Ruo'er should have given him the Qingling Pill. If you want to completely detoxify, you still need to take the antidote."

Mr. Qing Wei was stunned with the token in his hand, and then said to the third year of junior high school: "Come with me."

The third year of junior high school followed Mr. Qingwei to his yard. Mingruo looked at his senior brother and then at the master. They and Mr. Qingwei seemed to recognize the token.

Jun Che explained: "That person should be a member of Mr. Qing Wei's tribe, but it is still impossible to judge whether he is an enemy or a friend."

"Oh." Mingruo was shocked. To put it, Mr. Qingwei is also a person with a story. "If you need an antidote, I can help you with it."

"Mr. Qing Wei has the antidote to poisonous miasma, and healing medicine may be needed even more." Jun Che said.

"That person's internal injuries are not serious." Ming Ruo took out a few wax-sealed snow elixirs from his sleeve bag and handed them to Jun Che, "That's enough."

"Then I will thank my junior sister for Mr. Qingwei." Jun Che saw the small wax-sealed box with 'Xuerong Dan' written on it... Well, my junior sister has been giving me sugar beans again.

"I'm going to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner. If that person needs me to treat, please come to the kitchen to find me." Mingruo picked up the bamboo basket he carried by his senior brother and asked An Xin to take her to the kitchen.

"I'll go with you." Si Haochen helped Mingruo hold the bamboo basket.

"I'll be frying hot pot base later." Ming Ruo smiled badly at Si Haochen.

"Cough." Si Haochen felt sour when he thought about it, but he still walked firmly beside Mingruo.

Lingyun Peak has not many "permanent population", but the kitchen is not small. There are four stoves under the window, and in the middle is a long table for washing and cutting vegetables.

The three walls were racked, and the front shelf was a variety of kitchen utensils and seasonings. On the left shelf were jars and jars. You can see from the paper signs above that the jars were filled with grain and smoked pickled products. On the right shelf were neatly packed with fruits and vegetables.

All the items in this kitchen are not only clean and tidy, but also arranged in a regular manner - from small to large, they are divided into blocks by color, which is simply a blessing for obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Seeing Senior Sister Mingruo's surprised look, An Xin quickly explained: "Senior Sister said she wanted to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner yesterday, so Mr. Qingwei came to see it first. She disliked the messy kitchen, so she made it clean up like this."

"Haha." Ming Ruo estimated that Mr. Qing Wei was a Virgo with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Do you think this is OK in the kitchen?" An Xin asked with some uncertainty.

"Okay, it's very good." Ming Ruo chose some suitable ingredients to let the chefs clean what should be cleaned and what should be soaked.

I took out a set of steamer from the bamboo basket while everyone was not paying attention. I washed the big red mushrooms I had just picked and cut them into pieces, and asked my boyfriend to chop the local chicken into pieces, put them in the steamer together, and added seasoning, which required steaming for an hour.

Then, prepare all the seasonings needed for stir-frying hot pot base. The master and senior brother are both practitioners of Taoism. Mingruo replaced the butter pan with a clean oil pan. Because the stir-frying base has too much lethality, Mingruo decided to make it in the end.

Mingruo cooked everything and the chef had almost finished all kinds of sautées.

Si Haochen suddenly asked: "Don't you make dumplings this year?"

Si Haochen remembers that he had chopped the meat filling for a long time last year.

"Don't you eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year?" Mingruo saw that the chef had prepared sugar fillings and glutinous rice flour, so he should make dumplings.

"I think eating dumplings is good." Si Haochen no matters what the custom is to eat, what his little princess is used to eating is what he needs to consider.

"There are fresh shrimps just now, so let's make shrimp and vegetable filling." Mingruo also felt that making dumplings was more like the New Year.

"I'll chop the stuffing." Si Haochen rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands.

Last year, the two of them often cooked together in the valley. So now they cooperated very well. Si Haochen chopped the stuffing, Mingruo seasoned it. Si Haochen rolled the dough, and Mingruo made dumplings.

An Xin was watching the fire of the steam pot chicken next to him. When he saw the chubby dumplings, born from the hands of Senior Sister Mingruo, he felt very magical. Two unparalleled people, when they were eating, were as beautiful as a scroll.

After wrapping the last few dumplings, Mingruo started to stir-fry the hot pot base. He first took out a mask from the "sleeved bag" and put it on, and then went to the stove closest to the door to cook and stir-fry.
Chapter completed!