"50 grams of chert ore, cracked into pellets; 30 grams of green-skinned frog inked into powder; 30 grams of silver-winged bat inked into powder ..."
In the alchemy room, Vivian strictly followed the details of the refining process of the Hemostatic Potion given by Charlotte, and pre-treated the materials needed for refining the medicine.
The materials were the same assortment of reptilian dryads and strange materials that had sent Charlotte flying when she had robbed her yesterday.
She'd been afraid of them since she was a little girl, dried up green-skinned frogs the size of a palm, still bulging with big crimson eyes even though they'd been hollowed out and dried in the sun.
The silver-winged bat looked even more lifelike, its silver wings reflecting mirror-like light in the candlelight, but the gray-brown ratty body made Vivian wince.
Picking up the ever-green-skinned frog with the burning tongs and dropping it into the stone pounding basin, Vivian gripped the pounding stick, took three more deep breaths, and brought it down hard.
Psst!
A large crimson eye came off under pressure and flew toward Vivian.
Ahhhhhh--
Screams instantly echoed 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 asked a little breathlessly as she looked down at Vivian hanging around his neck.
"It ... its eyes flew out!" Vivian had a bit of an emotional breakdown.
Charlotte glanced at the green-skinned frog with one eye missing in the pounding pot, and her face suddenly 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 startled by Charlotte's harsh words, and her hand snapped loose, dropping to the floor.
"I'm ... sorry, I'm sorry ...," Vivian hurriedly got up from the ground, lowered her head, and said in a loud voice.
Charlotte looked at the young girl with reddened eyes and felt no guilt.
He was telling the truth, ordinary people had to work twice as hard if they wanted to live in the Abyss.
He himself is still struggling to survive and almost got Karma Waisted because he couldn't pay his rent.
He expected more from Vivian than just a cleaning aunt, a water wizard with a natural advantage in potion making.
If she could become a good 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 huge 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 and I want you to 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 dribbling around on the ground, and after a celestial battle inside, she still reached out with a trembling hand and grabbed the large eyeball.
A strong feeling of nausea surged to her heart, her face brushed pale, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and the hand grasping the green-skinned frog's eyeballs could barely hold back the urge to throw it out.
But then she thought about Charlotte's earlier words and held her tongue.
She didn't want to be kicked out on her first day on the job!
Leaving here, she was afraid that it would be hard for her to find another family that would take her in and be willing to hide her identity for her.
She needed time to get stronger, a safe haven where she could hide that ledger.
Father had said they wouldn't kill her mother as long as the ledger was still in her possession.
Trembling, she walked back to the pounding basin, crouched down, put 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 that looked like death.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
The rhythmic pounding of the pot quickly turned the green-skinned frogs into powder, and the occasional debris flew out and was quickly picked up and thrown back in.
Charlotte squinted at the scene, a small smile on her lips.
The world is full of things nastier than green frogs, and it takes overcoming your inner fears to gain a foothold in the abyss.
No longer focusing on Vivian, Charlotte began to concentrate on the refining of the cleansing potion.
Cleaning agents are very important agents for clinics that see a large number of trauma-based patients.
As the low-end goods among low-end potions, the cleansing potion that only had a cleansing effect without any therapeutic efficacy was particularly simple to refine.
In the words of the predecessor in his diary, 'It's okay to have hands.'
"Blue Silver Grass, Dead Leaf Vine, and Spotted Bamboo, after chopping them up, simmer them in one pot, and the water will turn reddish-brown in color so that you can pour it out and set it aside, and you can repeat the simmering three times in one pot."
Charlotte held the journal for a while, still feeling that the refining method was too simple.
However, on second thought, the cleansing potion's was just a low level potion that aided in cleaning wounds, the effect was mediocre, and the simple refining method made sense.
Moreover, when used by patients, this cleansing agent is a significant irritant to the wound, and should be considered only for its disinfectant and antiseptic efficacy, ignoring the actual experience of patients when using it.
Of course, in a place like the Abyss, staying alive and saving money is far more important than the experience.
Putting away her journal, Charlotte took a balance scale and weighed equal amounts of the three ingredients and began to boil the cleansing potion.
"What kind of potion is this being refined?" Vivian asked with some curiosity as she looked up at Charlotte who was throwing ingredients into the pot.
"Cleaning potion." Charlotte replied, taking a few steps backward after dropping all the ingredients into the pot.
Yesterday's successive frying pans had made him deeply realize that refining pills was a dangerous job.
"That's it?" Vivian looked at Charlotte just put three kinds of weed into the pot, so that's considered a potion?
"Cleansing potions are the lowest level potions with ordinary efficacy, they can only provide preliminary treatment for ordinary wounds, and simplicity is par for the course." Charlotte said with a calm face, "But this is the clinic's basic potion, it is extremely consuming, so you need to refine more at a time."
Vivian nodded her head, curiosity sparkling in her eyes.
Pharmacy was brand new territory for Vivian, who had come from a science background.
I hadn't had time to pay attention and learn about it before, and for a while I thought that it was the work of a wizard deeply involved in using magic to give that bottle of potion its magical properties.
And what she was exposed to today completely turned her worldview upside down.
The cleansing potion was made from three kinds of grasses, the hemostatic potion with hemostatic effects was made from green-skinned frogs and bats, and it was made in a large, pitted iron pot with coal burning underneath.
As for magic?
There's no magic here.
"Is the potion refined like this really effective?" Vivian couldn't help but ask her inner doubts.
"At this time, it's time to bring out our old friend, the royal potion tester - Jerry." Charlotte led Vivian out of the alchemy room and pulled open the counter drawer.
In the corner, a little white mouse, who was sleeping on all fours, clutching half a piece of black bread, was shaken awake, and his bewildered eyes glanced at Charlotte, and instantly awakened, cowering in the corner and shivering.
"Meow?" Anna jumped from the cabinet 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.
"For your information, this is the clinic's professional drug tester, you can call him Jerry." Charlotte scooped up the little white mouse as soon as she could, then sharply tied him limb by limb to a nailed board, exposing his round belly.
"Aren't you curious about the potion's potency?" Charlotte took a cleansing potion and a hemostatic potion from the cabinet and a short knife from the drawer.
Vivian suddenly realized what Charlotte was planning to do and said in surprise, "You're going to cut it?"
"You can try it too, if you're interested." Charlotte flipped the handle of the knife and passed it toward Vivian.
"It's better if you do it." Vivian took two steps back, declining.
Anna came forward, sniffing at the mice before lifting a cat's paw that showed her sharp claws.
The little white mouse that was originally struggling immediately stopped moving, shivering, and with a tilt of its head, it was actually directly stunned.
Anna pawed at the mice twice, and when she saw no movement, she lost interest and hopped back up on the counter.
"Scared to death?" Charlotte pressed her finger gently on the mouse, the heart was still beating, if it wasn't stunned, it was playing dead.
Charlotte used her knife to cut again at the wound that had recovered yesterday, and blood immediately flowed from the shallow cut.
Vivian clenched her fists, her expression somewhat intolerant.
The mouse visibly shuddered, but continued to cock its head and play dead.
Charlotte dipped a piece of cotton in a bit of cleansing potion and gently wiped at that wound twice, then switched to a piece of cotton, dipped it in a bit of hemostatic potion, and applied it to the wound.
The wounds that were still bleeding were immediately successful in stopping the bleeding under the effect of the potion, and the wounds were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After just three minutes, the wound was completely healed.
Vivian watched the scene with a shocked expression.
(ΩДΩ)! : The wound really stopped bleeding successfully and healed!
For Vivian, who had always thought that healing magic was the best in the world, this was tantamount to a collapse of her worldview.
"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 as soon as he rolled over and retreated into the corner to wallow in self-imposed isolation.
"Do you still have any doubts?" Charlotte asked, looking at Vivian.
"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!