The first time he watched Wan He make decoction medicine, Ren Xici stared at the medicine stove as if observing a puppy that had just been born from a horse's belly.
Ren Xici: Master, there is smoke on the stove.
Wan He's explanation: That's water vapor.
Ren Xici: It's too late.
Wan He's explanation: That's the color of the medicine.
Ren Xici: Confused.
Wan Hejie suddenly raised his head, walked over, took a look, and breathed a sigh of relief: ... It's not blurry.
Ren Xici: Then why were you so anxious just now?
Wan Hejie: Because you always tell the truth.
Ren Xici said nothing and continued to observe the puppy.
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Fill in the holes dug years ago.
Please check and write when you are medically related, so don't trust it easily.
Purpose: I hope that people in the world will be free from disease, so why bother to put medicine on the shelf to produce dust?