"50 grams of gray rock ore, cracked into granules; green-skinned frog inked into powder, take 30 grams; silver-winged bat inked into powder, take 30 grams ．．．．．．"
In the alchemy room, Vivian strictly followed the details of the hemostatic potion refining process given by Charlotte, and pre-processed the materials needed for refining the medicine.
These materials were the same various reptilian dry bodies and strange materials that had scared her into flying when she had robbed Charlotte yesterday.
She had been afraid of these things since she was a little girl; the dried up green-skinned frogs were as big as a palm, and although they had been emptied of their innards and sun-dried, they still bulged with a pair of large crimson eyes.
The silver-winged bats looked even more lifelike, their silver wings reflecting mirror-like light in the candlelight, but the grayish-brown ratty bodies made Vivian wince.
Picking up a green-skinned frog with burning tongs and dropping it into the stone pounding basin, Vivian gripped the pounding stick, took another deep breath, and brought it down hard.
Poof!
A large crimson eyeball came off under pressure and flew towards Vivian.
Ahhhhh-
Screams instantly resounded through the clinic.
Charlotte, who had picked out the materials for refining the cleansing potion, had just walked to the door of the refining room, only to see a black shadow flash by, and a pendant was added to her body.
"What happened?" Charlotte looked down at the Vivian hanging around his neck and asked somewhat helplessly.
"It ... Its eyes flew out!" Vivian's emotions broke down a bit.
Charlotte looked at the green-skinned frog with one eye missing in the pounding pot, and her face instantly turned a few degrees colder, "If you can't even handle a sun-dried green-skinned frog, then you can leave. In the Abyss, no one will spend money to raise a mascot that only screams."
Vivian seemed to be shocked by Charlotte's harsh words, and her hand let go, snapping and dropping to the ground.
"I ... I'm sorry, I'm sorry ..." Vivian hurriedly climbed up from the ground, lowered her head, and said in a loud voice.
Charlotte looked at the young girl with reddened eyes and didn't feel any guilty emotions.
He was telling the truth, ordinary people who wanted to live in the abyss had to work twice as hard.
He himself was still struggling on the line of survival, and almost got waisted by Karma because he couldn't pay the rent.
He expected more from Vivian than just a cleaning aunt, a water magician with a natural advantage in potion refining.
If she could become an excellent apothecary, she would share much of Charlotte's work.
Moreover, the excess potions that were refined could be sold to Harry's material store, and even if the price was lower, there was still a considerable profit.
"Your task this afternoon is to take care of all the remaining hemostatic potion materials, I'm going to optimize a new potion today, I hope you can keep quiet." Charlotte said as she looked at Vivian.
"Uh-huh." Vivian nodded heavily.
Charlotte withdrew her gaze from her and sidled into the alchemy room.
Vivian looked at the large eyeball that was still dripping and spinning on the floor, and after a celestial battle within her heart, she still trembled and reached out her hand, grabbing the large eyeball with one hand.
A strong feeling of nausea surged to her heart, her face turned pale, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and the hand that grasped the green-skinned frog's eyeball was almost unable to resist throwing it out.
But once she thought of Charlotte's earlier words, she held back again.
She didn't want to be kicked out on her first day of employment!
Leaving here, she was afraid that it would be hard for her to find another family that would accept her and be willing to hide her identity for her.
She needed time to become stronger, and a safe haven where she could hide the ledger.
Father had said they wouldn't kill her mother as long as the ledger remained in her possession.
Trembling, she walked back to the pounding basin, crouched down, placed the large eyeball in her hand back in the basin, and picked up the pounding stick again.
This time, she didn't stand at a distance in an exaggerated manner, but directly squatted on the ground, holding the pounding stick in one hand and pressing the pounding basin with the other, and resumed pounding the medicine with a face of death.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Rhythmic pounding sound, so that the green skinned frog in the basin quickly turned into powder, occasionally there are remnants flying out, but also quickly picked up and thrown back.
Charlotte watched the scene with squinted eyes, a small smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.
This world is full of things more disgusting than green skinned frogs, overcoming the fear in your heart is the only way to gain a foothold in the abyss.
No longer focusing on Vivian, Charlotte began to concentrate on the refining of the cleansing potion.
Cleansing potions were very important potions for clinics that received a large number of trauma-based patients.
As the low-end of low-end potions, the method of refining the Cleansing Potion, which only had a cleansing effect without any therapeutic effect, was particularly simple.
In the words of the predecessor in the diary, it was, "Just have a hand.''
"Blue Silver Grass, Dead Leaf Vine, Spotted Bamboo, after chopping it up, stew it in one pot, the water color turns reddish-brown can be poured out and set aside, one pot can be repeatedly boiled three times."
Charlotte took the diary and read for a while, still feeling that the refining method was too simple.
However, on second thought, the cleansing potion is only a low level potion to assist in cleaning wounds, the effect is mediocre, the refining method is simple and justifiable.
Moreover, when used by the patient, this cleansing potion has obvious stimulation to the wound, it should only consider the efficacy of disinfection and sterilization, ignoring the actual experience of the patient when using it.
Of course, in a place like the Abyss, the importance of staying alive and saving money was much higher than the sense of experience.
Putting away the diary, Charlotte took a balance scale and weighed equal amounts of the three materials and started boiling the cleansing potion.
"What kind of potion is this?" Vivian asked with some curiosity as she looked up at Charlotte who was throwing ingredients into the pot.
"Cleansing potion." Charlotte replied, taking a few steps backward after throwing all the ingredients into the pot.
Yesterday's successive frying of the pots made him deeply realize that refining medicine was a dangerous job.
"Is this enough?" Vivian looked at Charlotte as she just put three kinds of weeds into the pot, so this is considered a potion?
"Cleansing potions are the lowest level potions with ordinary efficacy, they can only provide preliminary treatment for ordinary wounds, simplicity is par for the course." Charlotte said with a calm face, "However, this is the clinic's basic potion, it is extremely consuming, and more need to be refined at a time."
Vivian nodded her head, her eyes glittering with full curiosity.
For Vivian, who came from a science class, pharmacy was a completely new field.
In the past, she didn't have the time to pay attention and understand it, and at one point, she thought that it was the work of a magician deeply involved in the work, using magic to give that bottle of potion magical efficacy.
And what she came into contact with today completely turned her worldview upside down.
The cleansing potion was made with three kinds of grass, the hemostatic potion with hemostatic effect was made with green-skinned frogs and bats, and it was made with a big, pitted iron pot with coal burning underneath.
As for magic?
There was no magic here.
"Is a potion refined like this really effective?" Vivian couldn't help but ask her inner doubts.
"At this time, it's time to invite our old friend, the Imperial Pill Tester-Jerry." Charlotte led Vivian out of the alchemy room and pulled open the counter drawer.
In the corner, a little white mouse that was hugging half a piece of black bread and sleeping on all fours was shaken awake, its confused gaze glanced at Charlotte, instantly waking up and shrinking in the corner, shivering.
"Meow?" Anna jumped from the counter to the counter, poking her head around to survey the mice, grinding her paws on the tabletop and leaping to her feet.
"This?" Vivian looked at the mouse cowering in the corner with a puzzled expression.
"To introduce you, this is the clinic's professional drug tester, you can call him Jerry." Charlotte scooped up the little white mouse, then sharply tied his limbs to the nailed wooden board, revealing his round belly.
"Aren't you curious about the potion's potency?" Charlotte took a bottle of cleansing potion and a bottle of hemostatic potion from the cabinet, and a short knife from the drawer.
Vivian suddenly realized what Charlotte was preparing to do and was surprised, "You're planning to cut it?"
"You can try if you're interested." Charlotte flipped the handle of the knife and handed it towards Vivian.
"It's better if you do it." Vivian took two steps back, declining.
Anna came forward and sniffed at the little white mouse before raising a cat's paw that revealed her sharp claws.
The little white mouse that was originally struggling immediately stopped moving, trembling, and its head tilted, but it was actually directly stunned.
Anna used her claws to pick at the little white mouse twice, seeing no movement, she lost interest and jumped back onto the cabinet.
"Scared to death?" Charlotte gently pressed the mouse with her finger, the heart was still beating, if it wasn't stunned, it was playing dead.
Charlotte used the knife to cut again at the wound that had recovered yesterday, blood suddenly flowed out from the shallow wound.
Vivian clenched her fists, her expression somewhat intolerant.
The little white mouse visibly trembled, but still cocked its head and pretended to be dead.
Charlotte dipped a piece of cotton into a bit of cleansing potion and gently wiped at that wound twice, then replaced the piece of cotton, dipped it into a bit of hemostatic potion, and applied it to the wound.
The wound that was still bleeding was immediately successful in stopping the bleeding under the effect of the potion, and the wound was also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After just three minutes, the wound was completely healed.
Vivian looked at this scene with a shocked face.
(ΩДΩ)! : The wound had really stopped bleeding successfully, and it had also healed!
This was tantamount to a collapse of worldview for Vivian, who had always thought that healing magic was the best in the world.
"Jerry, thank you for your cooperation, we'll continue next time." Charlotte unhooked the mice from the Xing rack and put them back in the drawer.
"I thank you!" The originally unconscious mouse crawled up with a flip and retreated into the corner to wallow in self-imposed isolation.
"Do you still have any doubts?" Charlotte looked at Vivian and asked.
"Boss, I want to learn this!"
Vivian looked at Charlotte with two glowing eyes, as if she had discovered a new continent.
If she learned to make potions, she could heal people without magic!