My Doomsday Simulator Game.

Chapter 238 236. Like a Dream
As the two walked down the overpass, Sun Ya's eyes lit up and she came over to meet them.

"Senior, Professor Yang, welcome." The woman extended her hand.

Yang Minyi glanced at Su Hong quietly, and finding that he had no intention of shaking hands, he stepped forward and shook hands with the woman.

"Hello, Miss Sun Ya."

"I won't waste any more time talking nonsense. My senior and I want to know the condition of the patient with blood contamination."

Sun Ya welcomed them in and sighed, "The situation is not optimistic. Qi Xiuru has been suffering from the blood contamination and may not be able to hold on soon."

"Senior, Professor Yang, if you have any way, please save her."

Su Hong said calmly: "I came here for this matter."

"How is the preparation for the construction of the alchemy factory at your Alchemy Research Institute going?"

Sun Ya smiled. "Thanks to you, senior, the information about the alchemy factory is quite complete. We are researching very quickly. In addition, the alliance has already selected the location of the alchemy factory and has already started construction."

The woman led Su Hong and the other man to the sixth floor by elevator and stopped in front of a room in the corridor.

"Please come in."

She pushed open the door of the ward and Su Hong looked inside. A group of alchemists also looked at each other curiously. After knowing Su Hong's identity in advance, they did not dare to neglect him and immediately saluted Su Hong and Yang Minyi.

"Senior Temple Master, Professor Yang, welcome."

Su Hong nodded slightly. His eyes swept across Qi Xiuru who was sleeping on the hospital bed, and finally stopped behind Qu Wanqing.

"Hmm?" Su Hong looked at the girl behind the old man and felt that her face looked familiar.

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in his head, and he realized that this girl was none other than Jiang Nuannuan, the alchemy master he had met in the simulation.

She's here too, that's just a coincidence.

Su Hong walked towards the bed, and the alchemists hurriedly made way for him.

Lian Yinghai at the side couldn't help but ask: "Senior, I want to ask what your treatment plan is."

"This bloodline contamination problem is quite tricky and not so easy to solve."

After all, these two were from the Knights Templar. He was worried that Su Hong and the others did not understand the difficulty of blood contamination, so he made such an exaggerated promise.

Su Hong glanced at him and said, "Of course, the pollution of alchemical potions must be solved with alchemical potions."

As he spoke, he glanced at everyone. His faint majesty made people feel a great deal of pressure in their hearts, as if a huge rock was pressing on their hearts.

“I want to remind you again.”

Su Hong paused for a moment and said calmly, "Go back and inform your master that destroying the Elk Mansion was only the first lesson. I don't want there to be a second time after the bloodline pollution is resolved."

At the end of the sentence, the heavy pressure made it hard to breathe.

These alchemists were terrified, but they couldn't help feeling a little resentful.

It was absurd to ask the knights to solve the alchemy problem, and they were actually threatened.

Some people nodded respectfully on the surface, but cursed secretly in their hearts.

As the oldest among the alchemists, Qu Wanqing was much more tactful than the other alchemists. He said politely, "Senior is right. If the blood pollution can be solved, I believe those who have gone astray will be willing to return to the right path."

Sun Ya also reacted. She was worried that the atmosphere in the ward would continue to deteriorate, so she quickly drew everyone's attention to the bed.

"Senior, Qi Xiuru has already drunk the coma potion and will not wake up in a short time. Please help."

When everyone heard this, their attention was drawn to it. They looked at Su Hong curiously, wanting to know how he was going to solve the blood pollution.

Su Hong smiled faintly, his body aura restrained, and returned to his normal state, "Minyi, open the box."

"Okay, senior."

Yang Minyi placed the black wooden box he was carrying on the bedside table and carefully opened it. Two bottles of medicine, one red and one pink, appeared in front of everyone. Lian Yinghai was closest to the bedside table. He squinted and seemed to see a little starlight in the bottle of pink medicine.

He was shocked. "Traces of magic?"

This potion is definitely made of alchemy, there is no doubt about that, and it is shining with starlight. The soul power it contains is much higher than that of ordinary potions. This potion is not simple.

Other alchemists also expressed surprise and doubt, and they all discovered that this bottle of potion was unusual.

At least with their level of alchemy, they are unable to refine a potion with such a high soul content.

This Knights Templar might really have something.

Su Hong took out the dream water and his eyes fell on Jiang Nuannuan who was lying beside the bed. At this moment, she was staring at the dreamy potion with an intoxicated look on her face, unable to move her eyes away.

"You come and feed her this bottle of medicine." Su Hong pointed at her.
"Me?" Jiang Nuannuan woke up from the dreamy colors of the potion and looked bewildered when she found Su Hong looking at her.

"Go quickly." Qu Wanqing was excited and pushed her secretly.

"oh oh."

Jiang Nuannuan hurried over, but she was so flustered that she tripped over the bed leg and fell down.

The girl exclaimed, thinking in her heart that it was over.

But before she fell, she felt a breeze lifting her body up.

After she stood firm, Su Hong put the potion in her hand and said, "Young man, be careful."

"Yes... yes." Jiang Nuannuan lowered her head, her face burning, and she felt that she was very embarrassed just now.

Qu Wanqing behind her also covered his eyes helplessly and sighed.

His little disciple is good in every way except that he tends to fail at critical moments. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to let Jiang Nuannuan perform well.

Now it seems there is no hope.

If they dropped this precious potion, being expelled would be the least they could get.

Jiang Nuannuan also knew that her performance just now was too bad, so she could only lower her head and sit down beside the bed, preparing to feed Qi Xiuru the medicine.

"Let me help." Sun Ya helped Qi Xiuru up from the bed and opened her mouth.

Being stared at by everyone in the ward, Jiang Nuannuan felt a little nervous. Her fingers trembled slightly as she opened the medicine bottle and carefully poured the liquid medicine into the woman's mouth.

During this time, she almost spilled the medicine because of her shaking hands, which caused Qu Wanqing to sigh again.

However, many pharmacists at the scene did not care. Their eyes were all on Qi Xiuru.

“Is there any effect?”

“It seems a little.”

"Nothing seems to have changed."

Amid the pharmacists' conflicting voices, Qi Xiuru suddenly frowned and her face turned painful.

"Oh no, the potion is going to wake her up."

"She is still in a state of connection with the mysterious being."

The woman's body was shaking, her stomach was churning, and she couldn't help but open her mouth. A ball of bloody and foul smell squeezed out of her mouth, struggling and howling like a living thing.

"Ah! God... salvation..." The whisper spread throughout the ward, and a bloody and foul smell rose.

"It works!" Everyone was shocked.

(End of this chapter)