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Chapter 656 Home remedy?

Song Shushu reopened his terminal brain.

After the re-examination, Fu Xuan's condition did not improve at all. The pulse monitor next to him was beating quietly, and even the lines on it had no vitality.

"Fu Xuan." Song Shushu stood in front of him, "You must hold on."

"Your Majesty, Empress Empress!"

Li Li hurried over, forcing Song Shushu to go out again.

"What?"

"I want to report to my lord, I have searched all the classics, and there is a prescription about epidemic disease among the formulas of my ancestors."

"Well, bring it here." Song Shushu took the new prescription he gave.

There is still a small stack of prescriptions that have not been tested yet on the experiment table.

"Still trying your luck with these indigenous folk remedies?" Wu Xuehai looked at the earthen prescriptions on Song Shu's desk with a retort bottle, "Instead of focusing on this, you might as well get rid of the mold together with me." Get it out."

Song Shushu looked at these prescriptions, "What Streptomycin lacks is the time to cultivate, and you alone are enough. You can't put all your hopes on this one thing."

Wu Xuehai yelled loudly, "Your odds are lower than winning the lottery."

"Instead of talking here, you might as well go and see the results of the experiment right away." Song Shushu looked at him indifferently, "If Fu Xuan has any problems, you will die."

Wu Xuehai was in a bad mood, so he quickly shut up.

Today's younger generation is a little evil star, whoever sees it will know how terrifying it is.

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The words Wu Xuehai said, although Song Shushu didn't say anything on the surface, actually touched Song Shushu's pain point.

Finding an unlikely cure for plague from so many prescriptions depends on illusory luck, which is even less likely than winning the lottery.

Song Shushu took a deep breath, looked at the Fangzi in the row above, and took two deep breaths.

Close your eyes and take out two sheets from it.

Since it's a matter of luck, she should try her best. If it still doesn't work, she will put all her bets on streptomycin.

Just two!
Song Shushu moved Fu Xuan's hospital bed to his side.

After sitting quietly for eight hours to no avail, Song Shushu stood up hesitantly, and poured himself a cup of strong iced coffee.

When she stood up, she dropped a prescription with her elbow, and the black ink stuck to her clothes.

Song Shushu was taken aback for a moment, picked it up and looked at it, and suddenly wanted to try again.

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After sitting there for two hours, Wu Xuehai opened his eyes and saw that Song Shushu was still working.

Wu Xuehai glanced at the clock with "2:00am" written on it, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Wu Xuehai looked at the experimental results in front of him, raised his head by the way, and glanced at Song Shushu next to him, "Later, younger generation."

Wu Xuehai stood up, and flew to Song Shushu's side, looking at the plague virus under the super monitor.

"what is this?"

"The prescription given by Li Li." Song Shushu never took his eyes off the screen, the light in his eyes was astonishingly bright, "I won the lottery! There is a new ingredient in it that can kill the plague.

But too little of this ingredient is extracted by steaming alone, so the curative effect of this prescription is not good. "

Wu Xuehai was also shocked to the extreme. He really didn't expect that the indigenous folk remedies could save people.

"Let me just say, something that has existed for hundreds of years cannot be totally unreasonable." Song Shushu was extremely excited, and was about to cry with joy when he saw Fu Xuan.

(End of this chapter)