Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

The small bamboo house was packed full.

A dozen women lay sprawled on the ground, their suppressed groans and faint breathing contrasting sharply with the frenzied atmosphere outside.

"My husband, I've found you."

Jiang Zhiwei had already pulled out a thick ancient book from a bookshelf and turned to one of its pages.

The recipe and preparation method for "Qingling Soup" are clearly marked on it.

Lin Mo glanced at it; the formula was complex and the steps were cumbersome.

Moreover, the amount of medicinal materials that need to be processed is enormous.

"We don't have enough manpower."

Lin Mo made a judgment immediately.

He glanced at the inside and outside of the house and made a decision immediately.

"All of you, get the hell over here and get to work!"

"If you keep drooling over that wretched grass, I'll pull it out and give it to you as a dipping sauce!"

Lin Mo rushed out of the bamboo house and shouted at the group of doctors who were still in the medicinal herb field with all his might.

The doctors were jolted back to their senses by the shout.

Only then did he reluctantly climb off the various rare medicinal herbs, and slowly make his way to the door of the bamboo house, turning back every few steps.

Lin Mo slapped the prescription into Manager Sun's hand.

"If you save them, I'll give each of you a herb from this garden."

"But what if he can't be saved..."

Lin Mo paused, a fierce expression appearing on his face.

"I'll leave you all here as fertilizer for them!"

This punishment is terrifying.

But the reward is also very tempting!

Manager Sun was startled and immediately led all the doctors into the pharmacy next to the bamboo house.

"Quickly! Remove the roots and keep the stems of the Dragon Blood Vine, and grind the Nine-Leaf Ganoderma into powder! Hurry!"

Manager Sun's voice was hoarse from shouting.

"Manager, shopkeeper!"

An apprentice held a freshly picked resurrection plant, his face full of confusion.

"This is too old, the medicinal properties are too potent. According to the ancient method, it must first be soaked in rootless water for forty-nine hours!"

Manager Sun slapped him on the back of the head.

"Wait for nothing! Do you think Lord Lin's magical herbs are the same as ordinary ones? Just crush them! Might makes all the difference!"

"Yes, yes!"

The young apprentice covered the back of his head and ran away happily.

The entire pharmacy instantly became bustling with activity.

"Quick! Grind this into powder!"

"That over there, add the juice from the dragon's blood vine! Yes, that pot that's glowing green!"

Manager Sun spun wildly in the small pharmacy like a top injected with three pounds of adrenaline, his voice already split in two.

A primary school student nearly spilled the entire basin in with a trembling hand.

"idiot!"

Manager Sun kicked him in the butt.

"Three coins! I said three coins! Do you think this is pig feed?! One basin of this and even a god would be poisoned!"

Lin Mo leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, watching in awe.

Good heavens, these old doctors are going wilder than the chefs in the kitchen right now.

In particular, Manager Sun has completely abandoned the old saying that slow and meticulous work is the best approach, and has perfectly grasped Lin Mo's core idea of ​​"great effort produces miracles".

"Crush it! Turn up the heat! Take it out of the pan in three minutes!"

Manager Sun's voice echoed in the room.

Jiang Zhiwei held the ancient book and stood quietly beside Lin Mo, like a ruthless censorship machine.

"The pot on the left is overcooked."

She spoke softly.

"Old Sun!"

Lin Mo shouted at the top of his lungs,

"That pot on the left! It's overcooked! Quickly, add some coral powder to neutralize it!"

"The one on the right is in the wrong order."

Jiang Zhiwei uttered a few more words.

"Dr. Zhang! Don't touch that bowl of Nine-Leaf Ganoderma powder in your hand!"

Lin Mo immediately turned his head.

"Wait a minute, put the roots of the divine herb back first!"

Under Jiang Zhiwei's precise control and Lin Mo's wild command, the entire pharmacy achieved a strange balance.

Shangguan Yan and her sisters stood blankly at the entrance of the bamboo house, looking at the group of crazy doctors, feeling their worldview being repeatedly crushed.

Did they... contact the wrong person?

Is this really a rescue operation?

"alright!"

Finally, with a shriek of excitement from Manager Sun, several large pots of medicinal soup, radiating a strange light, were carefully carried into the bamboo house.

The medicinal soup, like a dazzling galaxy, bubbled and gurgled, its appearance utterly absurd.

"Come on, ladies, feed them!"

Manager Sun was so excited that his face turned red, as if he were presiding over a sacred ceremony.

Shangguan Yan immediately snapped out of her daze and, together with Cui'er and the others, hurriedly helped the poisoned sisters up, pried open their mouths, and poured the medicine into them.

However, the medicine had just entered her throat.

"Ugh—!"

One of the most severely poisoned women suddenly began to convulse violently, her eyes rolled back, her body arched into a bizarre shrimp-like shape, and black foam spewed from her mouth.

"Chun'er!"

Cui'er let out a piercing scream.

"Sister Yan! Chun'er, she... she seems to be dying!"

Shangguan Yan's heart sank to the bottom.

She rushed over frantically, only to find that the sister named Chun'er's body had begun to grow cold, and her faint breathing had completely ceased.

It’s over.

The flame of hope was completely extinguished by a bucket of ice water.

Just as Shangguan Yan closed her eyes in despair, Lin Mo rushed to the bedside in three quick steps, his [Glass Pupil] already activated.

He could clearly see that the two toxins in the woman's body had been neutralized by the medicine, but due to the blockage in her veins, a large portion of them were still unable to be neutralized.

"Damn, it's blocked!"

Before Lin Mo could explain, he grabbed the woman off the bed, flipped her over so that her back was facing him.

"What are you doing?" Shangguan Yan exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Mo ignored her and yelled at Manager Sun, "Old Sun, silver needles!"

Manager Sun moved with lightning speed, immediately pulling out a row of silver needles from his medicine box and handing them over.

"You're insane! She's dead! You're desecrating her body!"

Shangguan Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and she reached out to snatch it.

"Shut up!"

Lin Mo roared without turning his head, his movements as fast as lightning.

[The Hand of God] activated!

Under the vision of [Glass Eyes], Lin Mo accurately targeted the acupoints and precisely inserted the silver needles into several unbelievable locations.

These are not life-saving acupoints, but rather several blocked points in the meridians.

"puff!"

As the last needle was inserted, the woman named Chun'er suddenly spat out a mouthful of foul-smelling black blood, splattering it all over the ground.

Then, to everyone's horror, her already cold body began to warm up again.

Coughs came from her mouth, accompanied by spitting out mouthfuls of black blood.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Alive!

Cui'er covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

Shangguan Yan stared blankly at the scene, her mind completely blank.

"What are you standing there for! Make them all do this pose!"

Lin Mo then walked toward another woman who was convulsing.

"Put a cloth in her mouth, she's going to bite her tongue!"