Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 1721: Should We Feed a Few More Pellets?

Chapter 1721: Chapter 1721: Should We Feed a Few More Pellets?

His hand holding the food paused for a moment, and his footsteps did the same, as he looked over at the person beside the table.

“Are you preparing to start refining medicine?”

“First, I’ll get ready, and I’ll start the medicine refinement tomorrow,” said An Jiuyue with a smile.

Then she walked out from the inside of the table to his side, intending to reach out to take the tray from his hand, but he dodged it.

“You go sit down, I’ll carry it.”

An Jiuyue obediently went to sit down at another table nearby, waiting for Qian Jiyun to place the food in front of her.

…

Time flew, especially when An Jiuyue was preparing the antidote. Five days felt like the blink of an eye.

Without the troublemaker Gu Qingyu, the group from Qingyun Sect were very well-behaved and never came out again. When mealtime arrived, one of the senior brothers would fetch their meal from the kitchen.

Of course, they had meals to collect because they had gone out to the forest to gather wild vegetables and the like, which they sent to the kitchen.

Otherwise, those Paper People in the kitchen would not have prepared food for them.

After five days of tireless effort from An Jiuyue’s side, the antidote was finally ready, and not just one pill. From one batch, there were ten in total.

Holding the antidote, amid the very antic.i.p.ative gazes of everyone around, she fed the unconscious Xiang Qiyan the medicine.

Before long, Xiang Qiyan had a reaction. A stream of black blood sprayed from his mouth, but thankfully, An Jiuyue had already asked Su Tang to prepare in advance, supporting Xiang Qiyan, who was half-sitting.

Otherwise, it would have definitely been all over his face and neck.

An attendant glanced at the basin he was holding, which was filled with blood as black as ink, almost on par with it.

“Get another basin,” instructed An Jiuyue to the attendants, as she sat on the side.

No sooner had she given the order than another attendant came with another basin to replace the one the first was holding.

It was a while before everyone saw the blood that Xiang Qiyan was vomiting slowly turn red. Zhan Beiye stood by, and upon seeing this, he also sighed with relief.

“An Jiuyue…”

He turned to look at An Jiuyue, wanting to ask if it was almost done.

Although An Jiuyue hadn’t looked at him, she seemed to have heard the question in his heart and directly pa.s.sed a porcelain bottle to Qian Jiyun.

“Qian Jiyun, hemostatic pills, feed Big Brother Qi Yan two,” said An Jiuyue.

“Okay.”

Qian Jiyun complied, taking out two hemostatic pills and delivering them to Xiang Qiyan’s mouth.

“Are two pills enough? Should we feed him a few more?” Zhan Beiye’s voice rose within the room.

He watched Xiang Qiyan spewing blood, thinking that not even five pills might suffice, let alone two. Back at Huayan Peak, whenever he got a minor injury, he would need two hemostatic pills.

An Jiuyue, hearing this, felt a surge of frustration and almost slapped Zhan Beiye; were two of her hemostatic pills not enough?

“Taking too many hemostatic pills will solidify the blood in the body,” she explained in a heavy tone.

“Uh.”

Zhan Beiye was instantly at a loss for words.

He had forgotten that these were hemostatic pills refined by An Jiuyue, which naturally differed from those of any other.

“After the bleeding stops, we can treat the injury, right?” he asked again.

“Yes.”

An Jiuyue nodded.

Indeed, they could proceed with treating the injury now, but her hemostatic pills also had healing effects.

“We’ll set sail tomorrow. You can tell everyone to prepare,” she said.

“Okay.”

Zhan Beiye agreed.