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... leander…”

Qin Mu brought Hu Ling’er to the treasury and handed up the prescription to buy the medicinal ingredients he needed. He then informed Hu Ling’er, “This time I’m going to create a drug called Lost Fragrance, which is a kind of anesthetic. Grandpa Apothecary had once used it to knock out a flood dragon. That bull may be strong but this can definitely knock it out! However, creating this drug requires a special pill furnace and no negligence can be tolerated.”

Hu Ling’er a ...

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