Hearing the sound of Gu Zhiqi tidying up, Su Yunling asked, "Finished eating?"
"Yes." Gu Zhiqi responded, while continuing to gather the bowls and chopsticks, she asked Su Yunling, "Did you call just to have dinner with me?"
"Yes." Su Yunling replied lightly, and then continued, "And to confirm if you received the meal."
"Oh." Gu Zhiqi replied softly, storing the food container properly, then she asked Su Yunling, "And this food container?"
"The bowls and the food container are mine. Keep them for now, return them to me next time we meet."
"Okay." Gu Zhiqi responded, then stored the food container away.
After chatting with Su Yunling for a while longer, they ended the call.
After the call ended, Gu Zhiqi returned to the table and began studying again.
At eight o’clock in the evening, Gu Zhiqi’s door was knocked.
Opening the door, a strong aroma of medicine wafted in, and immediately Gu Zhiqi saw Gu Xiyue standing outside.
An inquisitive look flashed in Gu Zhiqi’s eyes, "What’s the matter?"
Gu Xiyue’s brows were tinged with fatigue and worry. When she saw the door open, she immediately asked, "Do you have time now?"
Gu Zhiqi nodded slowly.
"Currently, there are still over two hundred disciples who haven’t taken the antidote. If the Alliance Leader and I continue to prepare, we won’t finish by tonight. So I came to ask, can you help us prepare a few batches?"
If it weren’t absolutely necessary, she wouldn’t want to trouble Gu Zhiqi.
Those poisoned disciples only had 13 hours left. It takes an hour to prepare one batch of elixir. Even if she and Ling Yuxuan worked tirelessly, they still needed 80 more antidotes.
If Gu Zhiqi helped, they might not be able to prepare over two hundred antidotes, but each additional one prepared would save a life.
Hearing Gu Xiyue’s request, Gu Zhiqi nodded immediately, "I can help."
Gu Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief at these words, but the worry on her face didn’t disappear, "The pill furnace and ingredients are ready in the Alliance Leader’s courtyard. Let’s head there directly."
Gu Zhiqi closed the door and left with Gu Xiyue to go to Ling Yuxuan’s place.
When they arrived at Ling Yuxuan’s courtyard, Ling Yuxuan was in the midst of alchemy, her face looking unwell, partly due to worry and partly because her injuries hadn’t fully healed.
The courtyard had three stoves, each with a pill furnace on top. The furnace in front of Ling Yuxuan was currently being heated, and another furnace next to her also had a fire under it, which must have been used by Gu Xiyue before coming to find her.
Seeing Gu Xiyue and Gu Zhiqi arrive, Ling Yuxuan’s face turned pale. She nodded at them, then looked at Gu Zhiqi with deep respect and said, "Young Friend Gu, I’m counting on you."
"Alliance Leader Ling, there’s no need to be so polite." Gu Zhiqi said before turning to Gu Xiyue, "How many antidotes do you still need?"
Gu Zhiqi nodded and continued, "What’s your pill success rate?"
"Both the Alliance Leader and I have a success rate of sixty percent."
Gu Zhiqi thought for a moment, then asked, "Are you planning to work until dawn?"
They both had a sixty percent success rate, while Gu Zhiqi’s was seventy percent. Working together for 13 hours, they could make enough antidotes. However...
She didn’t want to stay up all night.
Gu Xiyue, feeling a bit helpless, said, "There’s no other way. Even then, we don’t know if we can make enough."
After thinking for a few seconds, Gu Zhiqi suddenly asked Gu Xiyue, "How many high-pressure cookers does your Medical Alliance have?"
Not understanding why Gu Zhiqi suddenly asked this, she replied, "I don’t know about personal ones, but the cafeteria seems to have five."