Chapter 95: Chapter 95 How to Use Medicine Chapter 95: Chapter 95 How to Use Medicine Old Uncle Qiu’s heart skipped a beat, could the two children have been scared silly? Why were they playing there?

Forgetting about his son’s “expedition,” Old Uncle Qiu instructed Madam Liu to watch over Xiao Shan and Bai Lingyu and ran towards the sisters himself.

“Silly children, this place is dangerous, don’t play here.”

Old Uncle Qiu interrupted the sisters’ heart-to-heart.

Bai Junjun let go of Bai Sasa’s hand somewhat awkwardly.

In the past, she had fans, but she had never encountered anyone who expressed, without any reservation, that her sister’s life was more important than her own as Bai Sasa did.

So when Bai Sasa declared her feelings, she had completely forgotten where they were.

It was only when Old Uncle Qiu interrupted them that Bai Junjun remembered the matter at hand and somewhat sheepishly raised the bow and arrows in her hand, “I came to pick up what was left behind.”

“!”

Old Uncle Qiu glanced at the bow and arrows in Bai Junjun’s hand and then looked at the people strewn haphazardly on the ground, noticing there were quite a few bows and arrows next to them.

He couldn’t help but slap his thigh!

“Why didn’t I think of letting those two silly boys swap for a bow before setting off!”

Just now, Qiu Er and Qiu San had walked off mighty and high-spirited with Ah Dao. Before leaving, they had even given him three loud kowtows, prepared for the possibility of a hero not returning.

Seeing these bows and arrows, Old Uncle Qiu wished he could deliver them personally, if only to increase their odds of survival a bit.

“It’s fine, this bow is somewhat different from ours, it’s better to use one’s own weapon during a fight.”

Bai Junjun shared her fighting experience with composure.

Only then did Old Uncle Qiu pick up a bow from the ground to take a closer look, his frown deepening.

“This is… this is…”

“What’s wrong?” Bai Junjun caught the odd look on his face.

“This is no homemade bow, this is an army’s bow and arrows!”

“???”

Bai Junjun had never seen the local army, and the original host’s memories did not include the appearance of military weapons.

However, after Old Uncle Qiu mentioned it, she picked up several bows to compare.

She then noticed that every bow was nearly the same weight and length, clearly manufactured in the same place using the same template.

Such standardized production was definitely beyond the capabilities of bandits who had turned to a life of crime.

This made it even stranger, where had these bandits gotten their weapons from?

Or were they audacious enough to even rob military weapons?

As the two pondered the situation, Qiu Da hurried over anxiously.

“Dad, Miss Junjun, you need to take a look.”

The two looked at Qiu Da with puzzled faces.

All they saw was his head as big as two, his face full of anxiousness.

It turned out that Doctor Wang had suddenly passed away without having the chance to leave behind his prescriptions.

The arsenic Ah Dao had brought back was raw and needed to be processed before use.

However, Doctor Wang had not left a single word behind, and his grandson and daughter-in-law were ignorant of medicine.

Now, everyone had the raw materials but did not know where to start.

Old Uncle Qiu also found himself in a dilemma upon hearing this.

Though he knew a thing or two about the Qihuang Technique, it was limited to common diseases; he really had no knowledge of prescriptions for maladies like malaria or plague.

Bai Junjun, on the other hand, was unperturbed, “Don’t panic, I’ll take a look.”

“Miss Junjun, you know how?” Both were somewhat surprised.

Bai Junjun gave them a glance and only after a long pause did she nod.

She might not understand, but the original host did.

Regarding the processing method for arsenic and even the medication ratios for malaria, she truly did have formulas in her mind.

All thanks to the original host’s eclectic knowledge.

Thus, Bai Junjun and the group returned to where everyone was struggling with the concoction of the medicine, only to find people staring at the raw materials in a daze.