Mao Mao Apothecary Diaries の小説・ストーリー

Tara fumbled with the light switch on the wall, flooding the room with bright yellow light. It was not a storage room. “My workroom,” Tara said, gesturing to the shelves lining the walls. The shelves were chock-full of tiny glass bottles with stoppers. Each bottle had a label. Aaron peered at the shelf closest to him. The label on the very first bottle read: TO MAKE YOUR ENEMY CROAK LIKE A FROG. Aaron winced. Hunching his shoulders, he shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans. From the corner of his eye, he could see Tara looking at him; there was a twinkle in her eyes that told him she was having one on him.

he nodded and made his way out of the room only to emerge an hour later with a silver briefcase. He placed it on the bed and opened it with a code. He opened the box and inside were various documents, journals, vials. Just like one of the vislsvi had found in her place years ago. I took one of her journals and glanced through. Various I took one of her journals and glanced through it. Various calculations filled the yellowing pages -scribbles of dosages, notes about anatomy, sketches of wolves in both forms. My mother has been studying them. Obsessively.

Tables containing various alchemical implements and medical supplies were scattered about. “Like it?” Mason asked as he gently guided me over to a seat. He helped me sit, then began rummaging in one of the desks for some medical supplies. “Like it?” I asked sarcastically. “Mason, this is incredible. I’ve never seen so many books in one place. And these alchemical supplies… Some of them are rare and very expensive.” I looked at one brewing set in particular that I had only dreamt of owning one day—made of the most coveted crystal glass and copper tubing that could only be specially ordered from artisans overseas.

They stayed with Liu Yage to maintain order, to collect deposits and to check medical records. The quantity of Blood Revival Oral Liquid was limited. When one bottle was sold, there was no more replenishment. Soon, there was only the last bottle of the Blood Revival Oral Liquid. At this time, a bald patient wearing a large mask came to Liu Yage. He gave Ma Sanbao a deposit of 500 yuan and two yuan of medicine money. Next he handed the medical record book to the lame man. Then he reached out to Liu Yage for medicine. The lame man took the medical record book and thought it was the last one. He just wanted to finish his work. But suddenly he found out that it was wrong. The medical record was

“Go and rest for now, we would see by evening to discuss arrangement for your new office. He was really serious about me working as his personal doctor. I left his office without saying anything to him, Dante is like a closed book and he prefers it that way.If he could have his way not to talk or communicate with me within that one year period i'm sure ge definitely won't. Getting to my room, i quickly unpacked the things i got from the mall earlier on and the pharmacy. I was happy dante didn't follow me into the pharmacy else i would have not been able to get my iron tablet, i was able to get it with the other drugs the opthalmologist told me to get and i made sure to buy enough that could

I could see the surprise in his eyes. So I just replied with a shrug. We continued walking until I reached the door of my apartment. I turned on the lights. As soon as I entered my apartment, I gestured for Malorie to enter. She, with caution, entered slowly, looking from side to side. My apartment was painted white so that it would highlight each of the framed drawings, and they mostly were drawings from my youth as an apprentice. I always liked the idea of ​​not abandoning my beginnings.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of herbs, spices, and exotic botanicals, creating an intoxicating blend of scents that wafted through the space. Rows upon rows of wooden shelves lined the walls, laden with jars and vials of every size and shape, containing ingredients both mundane and mystical. The apothecary seemed to hold a treasure trove of rare and fantastical components. A long, marble-topped counter extended the length of the room, where skilled apothecaries in embroidered robes had been meticulously mixing potions and elixirs in gleaming glassware.

There was a large table in the center of the room, with a cloth spread out and several jars of different liquids arranged neatly. Derek moved towards the table and saw an open book placed on it. The pages were filled with intricate drawings and descriptions of different plants and their properties. The ink on the pages had begun to fade, and some pages were torn at the edges. Derek picked up the book and flipped through it, trying to find something that could be of use to him. As he read through the book, he noticed the apothecary had made notes in the margins, detailing the combinations of herbs and roots he used to create different potions. Some of the ingredients listed were rare and hard

Su Yang whispers. " Moo's family pharmacy... in street Yiew Yin block A . Trust me .... the herbs worth it to try . It's just .. it's a bit expensive. " Moo Shang said to them . " It's fine ... Moo Shang... We have the money anyway ." " The shop open at ten . Ask your family to be ready early. They only sell five pieces a week. " Moo Shang added.

Instead, her eyes fall onto the carved mahogany box sitting on the side table. "Medicine?" Maureen snorts, trying to regain her footing. "That girl is a scentless human raised in the dirt of Whitlock Hollow. What kind of medicine could she possibly have that compares to the enchanted elixirs we buy from the Silverpine Vaults? It is probably just cheap weed that will poison my mother!" Maureen reaches out her hand, her sharp, manicured nails extending toward the brass latch of the wooden box. "I am confiscating this trash before it hurts my mother."