There was a hint of joking in the corner of Ye Fan's mouth: "I thought they had the same name and surname, but I didn't expect it was really you, an old bastard."
"You are only interested in profit, but you dare to provoke Jin Zhilin again and again. It seems you really don't want to be around anymore."
"If I had known this, I should have asked Mr. Ma to arrest you, saving me a lot of trouble today."
Nangong Chun still has some medical skills, but unfortunately his character is too poor compared to Gongsun Yuan and others, so Ye Fan doesn't give Nangong Chun any face.
"Boy, don't whine."
Nangong Chun's face darkened: "Don't talk about other things today, just one thing, fighting doctors."
"If you beat me, Xuanhuju will be given to you, and I will get out of Zhonghai."
"I have defeated you. Give me Jin Zhilin and get out of Zhonghai."
Thinking of 100 million slipping away from his hands and Dakui, Wang Rulin and others being seriously injured, Nangong Chun hated Ye Fan deeply.
If this kid hadn't ruined his good deeds, he would have taken 100 million to become a young model in a foreign club. Why would he need to go to the clinic every day to make money?
"Okay, it's just what I want."
Ye Fan waved his hand: "I respect the old and love the young. You have the final say in how we fight."
Hearing that the two were going to fight for doctors, Sun Bufan and the others became excited, and they gathered around because of the excitement.
"Comparing it to medicine, acupuncture, and saving people, it's too routine and meaningless."
Nangong Chun was overjoyed and waited for Mark to let him make the decision: "Let's just fight the poison."
"I happen to have two golden retrievers here. Let's each choose one and then prepare the antidote on the spot."
"Each one gives a poisonous recipe to the other's golden retriever. Whoever can save his own dog wins."
"If both of them can be resolved, how about the second prescription?"
Nangong Chun looked at Ye Fan provocatively and asked someone to pull out two golden retrievers, as if he had a chance to win.
Ye Fan's medical skills should be very good, otherwise he wouldn't be able to spot the eighteen unnatural needles at a glance, but Nangong Chun believes that Ye Fan doesn't understand poisons.
Sun Bufan's expression changed: "Young Master, you must not do this. This Nangong Chun is probably a master of poison."
The pretty-faced female doctor became proud: "What? Wasn't it awesome just now? Why are you so scared now even before you compete?"
"That's right, I don't dare to come here to cause trouble. I don't dare to mark the way casually."
"Go back to Jin Zhilin, don't be embarrassed."
Several disciples, disciples and grandsons were clamoring.
"Compare!"
Ye Fan was very happy: "But using dogs to fight poison is too innocent and boring. Let's just learn from Shennong and taste the herbs."
"You and I each prepare a pair of poisons and exchange them for each other. Whoever can detoxify himself wins."
He looked at Nangong Chun and smiled: "Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
"What? Try the medicine yourself?"
"Oh my god, isn't this crazy?"
"Yeah, what if arsenic is mixed with it? It might kill someone."
The onlookers were instantly excited. It was really shocking to test the poison in person.
However, no one stepped forward to stop it. Instead, they took out their mobile phones to see if they could make headlines.
Sun Bufan subconsciously shouted: "Little Master."
Ye Fan reassured him, then looked at Nangong Chun and said, "Do you dare to fight?"
Nangong Chun and the others looked embarrassed. Although they were very confident, there was still a trace of hesitation when it came to life.
Ye Fan added: "If you are afraid of death, then add a precondition that it will not hurt your life."
"The person who prepares the poison must also think of an antidote. Once the other party surrenders, he will immediately detoxify the other party."
"Whoever drinks poison and kills people will go to jail."
Ye Fan gave Nangong Chun reassurance.
"warlike."
Nangong Chun slapped the table and responded: "Today I will prepare the medicine in front of everyone, with you and without me, with me and without you."
Then, he stopped talking nonsense, invited Ye Fan to enter the counter, pointed to a row of cabinets and said:
"Three hundred and sixty kinds of conventional herbal medicine are available, just come here."
His voice was cold: "If you don't know where to start, I can give you half an hour to get familiar with it, and I can also assign you a pharmacist."
Ye Fan's left hand side: "Respect the elder, you go first."
"childish!"
Nangong Chun snorted: "If I move, you won't even have a chance to take action."
After he finished speaking, he walked around the medicine cabinets. The cabinets were all marked with the names of the medicines. There were dozens of low tables in front and behind with dried medicinal materials placed on them.
Preparing and detoxifying poisons is fast, so there is no need to boil them over fire. Just mash the medicinal materials and pour warm water into them to make a bowl of poison.
The same goes for detoxification.
This is not only fast, but also suppresses the medicinal properties, so that it will not be too strong to kill people.
Nangong Chun glanced at Ye Fan, then swished out more than a dozen medicinal materials, and then turned his back to Ye Fan and came up with several combinations.
Several disciples and disciples also deliberately blocked Ye Fan's sight to prevent him from seeing what medicinal materials Nangong Chun used.
Fifteen minutes later, Nangong Chun pounded out a bowl of medicinal powder and washed it with warm water. The medicine smelled strong and was as black as ink.
As Ye Fan walked through the cabinets, he read out the names of the medicinal materials: "Nangong Chun, you are really ruthless in prescribing medicine."
"ah?"
Everyone present was shocked when they heard this:
"Can Divine Doctor Ye smell the ingredients of the poison just by smelling it like this?"
"Isn't this too outrageous? It's worse than a dog's nose."
"It shouldn't be possible. Doctor Ye just said it casually to scare Nangong Chun. It's a psychological tactic."
"Don't listen to his nonsense, he's right, I'm going to eat dirt on the live broadcast."
Nangong Chun's disciples and disciples also looked doubtful, believing that Ye Fan was just talking nonsense.
"This...how is this possible?"
Unexpectedly, Nangong Chun shook his hands and looked at Mark in disbelief: "How could you smell it..."
After being immersed in pharmaceuticals for decades, he could not recognize medicines by smell, but Ye Fan could easily identify more than a dozen types.
What a huge blow.
After everyone heard Nangong Chun's exclamation, their eyes almost fell out of shock.
I thought Ye Fan was just talking casually, but I didn't expect that he actually got everything right. They all stared at Ye Fan as if they were seeing ghosts.
Several disciples and disciples even looked at each other, secretly thinking that this was a powerful enemy.
"I said, I'm here to cause trouble. If I'm not better than you, won't I be abused by you in return?"
Ye Fan replied casually, then took seven or eight kinds of medicinal materials, fiddled with them slowly, and then prepared a bowl of red poisonous soup.
He took a sip and tasted it without drawing attention to himself.
Then, Ye Fan smiled and put the bowl in front of Nangong Chun: "Mine is also ready."
"Then come."
Nangong Chun made up his mind: "After each drinks the other's poisonous soup, they will turn around and prepare the antidote."
"good."
Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense. He picked up the black soup prepared by Nangong Chun and drank it. Soon there was only soup residue at the bottom.
Nangong Chun also drank the red soup prepared by Ye Fan in one go.
