After arriving home, Li Shen put the casserole on the gas stove, and then put the herbs in according to grams.

"Six grams of Codonopsis pilosula..."

"Three grams of sunbird flower..."

"Three grams of Tiannan star..."

Before cooking, Li Shen repeatedly confirmed with Xiao Huanghua that it was possible to make a pot of Chinese medicine soup without any medicinal ingredients, but its effect would be greatly reduced.

And due to the lack of the most important "Tao grass", this pot of soup is likely to be only effective for mortals.

Only effective for mortals? That’s great, I am a mortal.

The optimist Li Shen poured water into the casserole and let it stew, then returned to the living room to write that extremely difficult love letter.

As a single aristocrat, twenty years is definitely a good qualification. How could Li Shen write any love letters?

Facing the white paper, holding the "lustful pen" in my hand, I was stunned for a long time without writing a few words.

"Optimist boy, can you write? If not, can you use another pen to draft first?"

The corner of Li Shen's mouth twitched, but he put it down and changed his pen.

"Hey, wait a minute, optimist boy, pick me up quickly, I can draw a beautiful girl!"

Li Shen sighed and picked it up again. As soon as he picked it up, unexpectedly, the image of a girl suddenly came into view. With almost no effort, his right hand smeared on the top of the white paper and traced a sketch of a girl by three strokes, five divisions and two strokes.

This person in the painting...

Isn't this the girl with the green hairpin?

"Optimist boy, just write her a love letter!" "Lustful Pen" said excitedly.

The girl in the painting has a small face and long hair shawl. A green hairpin is just right on her head, making her appear gentle and cute.

"Write to her?"

"That's right! I have a hunch that she is my true love!" "Lose Pen" said in a rising tone.

Li Shen had a headache.

The dream of "Landful Pen" is to write a love letter and see the girl's shy face when reading the letter.

Apart from other things, the girl with the green hairpin is indeed a good match. With her shyness, even if a stranger hands her a napkin, she will blush before accepting it.

The problem lies in the fact that she is a cultivator, and she has a precious sister. Who knows what the situation is, but they strike up a conversation rashly, thinking that half a year is too long, right?

Li Shen didn't speak for a long time.

"Lose Pen" seemed to be aware of this and said hesitantly:

"Anyone who looks like her is fine."

...

When "Lose Pen" shouted about his true love, Li Shen really thought it was a pure lover. After hearing this sentence, his evaluation of "Lose Pen" dropped another level.

However, Li Shen still intends to help it achieve it. He must do what he says and keep his promises. This is his standard of conduct.

He folded the portrait and put it in his pocket, took another piece of paper, and began to think about how to write a love letter.

After writing the word "Hello", I dug my toes into the ground in embarrassment and hurriedly crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

...

Two hours have passed.

The home is filled with the fragrance of traditional Chinese medicine.

Li Shen tore up another love letter and let out a long sigh. Fortunately, the medicine was cured. He didn't know when he would have to write this love letter.

Use a funnel to sift out the medicinal residue and obtain a small bowl of brown soup with a strong medicinal aroma.

I asked the little yellow flowers and confirmed that it had no side effects, so I took a spoonful and tasted it.

It was so painful that Li Shen still imagined it would be a little bit more delicious.

The good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. When the medicine cooled down a little, Li Shen closed his eyes and drank it all in one breath.

In order to prevent it from becoming bitter, I poured two more cups of warm water into it.

Half an hour has passed.

Li Shen touched his stomach and felt no warmth. He didn't seem to notice anything strange in his body. He walked to the balcony and asked Xiao Huanghua if there would be any reaction after taking the "Lingxian" medicine.

Xiao Huanghua said there is.

"I don't have any reaction, does that mean I failed?"

"Yes."

Then it would be like drinking a bowl of Chinese medicine that I mixed up by myself.

Li Shen was speechless, but in fact he should have thought of it long ago.

This medicine is only effective for mortals, and it contains all medicinal materials that can be purchased in the world. If it was really useful, the doctor at Xizhou General Hospital would have prescribed it to him long ago.

The following plan is to try to find the "Mingjue Three Victory Grass".

Li Shen shook his head slightly, threw the traditional Chinese medicine bag into the corner of the living room, and prepared to continue writing a love letter.

At this time, a bundle of herbs with diamond-shaped saw-edged leaves slipped from the bag, and several twigs were scattered.

Medicinal materials given by my senior sister.

Although I didn’t plan to be a guinea pig, I didn’t plan to throw it away either. Even the knowledgeable senior didn’t understand what this plant was or what it was used for.

Just as he stuffed the herbs back into the plastic bag, Xiao Huanghua said:

"Since you have it, why don't you cook it together?"

"Can this be put in and cooked together?"

"Okay."

"What's its scientific name?"

Xiao Huanghua was silent.

This is one of the secrets of the world.

Li Shen changed the question:

"Then what's the use?"

"Yaoyin."

Li Shen's eyes changed immediately.

This ordinary herb seems to emit a golden light.

I honestly took several large packets of medicine to the kitchen.

When brewing the first pot of medicinal materials, Li Shen didn't care about the heat or order at all, because deep down in his heart, he didn't really believe that the pot would be successful.

Because the first step in the recipe is to smolder the medicinal "Mingjue Sanshengcao", and then add other things.

Li Shen asked about the details of the recipe again, returned to the kitchen, added cold water to the pot, and then carefully put in two diamond-shaped leaves with sawed edges.

Twelve grams of "Mingjue Sanshengcao" must be added, and it must be rolled into a strip and put into the pot.

Although it is not what he is playing now, Li Shen also did it.

Before the water boiled, he thought of many questions, such as how to control the heat.

He ran to the balcony to inquire, said hello and came back again, back and forth many times.

It's not that I haven't thought about bringing in the little yellow flowers, but if something unexpected happens and it ignites, it will really break my heart.

The pot was bubbling, and Li Shen quickly put in the aroids that had been cut into small cubes.

Originally, when the unknown herbal medicine was cooked alone in the pot, the whole pot was green. After Li Shen added Araceae, he imagined that the green color would become lighter.

Unexpectedly, the whole pot turned red!

But it was too late to run to the balcony to ask, so I had to bite the bullet and continue to administer the medicine.

The second medicine is called Morinda officinalis.

The three kinds of medicine are rolling in the pot, and they rise and fall under the gurgling of hot water.

The color has not changed.

Li Shen's expression became more solemn every time he took some medicine.

The soup in the casserole was frighteningly red, but the medicine I used did not contain any red juice or vines.

After all the medicinal materials were put into the pot, Li Shen wiped his sweat and closed the lid of the casserole. After that, he could only rely on fate.

Li Shen returned to the living room, sat down, stood up, sat down again, stood up, and finally walked back and forth.

The last time I was so anxious, I was still waiting in the hospital bed, waiting for the doctor to issue a verdict.

The room was filled with a strange smell. It couldn't be described as good or unpleasant, but it was special enough to keep Li Shen's head clear.

He took a deep breath, picked up the "erotic pen", and continued to try to write a love letter on the white paper.

Only by shifting your attention can you suppress the anxious emotions in your chest.
Chapter completed!