The first thousand and fifty-eight chapters give you a bad review
Park Zai Xiang was almost going crazy. In his opinion, this was the biggest insult to his pill.
I took out my own poison and took out my napkin, spoon and cutlery. What the hell is this? Is it detoxification or eating?
Just as he was thinking wildly, Ye Bufan smacked his lips and frowned slightly.
"Your poison is not prepared well, it doesn't taste very good, and it tastes really bad.
If you don’t correct it, I think many people will definitely not take it a second time after taking this level of poison, so I will give you a bad review.”
"I……"
Park Zai-xiang's body swayed and he almost fainted to the ground.
"Nima, what I make is poison, not delicacy. If you eat it once and you die, do you need to go back a second time?
Bad review, bad review of your sister!
If you take my poison, you will immediately bleed to death from all your orifices. If you are afraid, it will be too late, who will care about the taste?"
When he was so angry that he didn't stop, Ye Bufan opened the second small porcelain bottle, took out the medicine inside, filled a spoonful and put it into his mouth.
"Yeah! This one tastes okay, much stronger than that one. It will taste better if it is fried again."
Then he opened the third bottle, which contained some poison pills the size of rice grains.
He put another full spoonful into his mouth and started chewing it.
"Not bad, not bad, quite crispy! But it's a little too sweet. Did you add honey?"
Let me tell you that I don’t like honey very much. It’s best to change the taste. Adding some hay is more suitable..."
The fourth bottle, if you rinse this medicine with water, it should taste good, but it looks slimy and does not look good.
As for the taste, it’s best to pair it with barbecue and wine. It’s barely enough to eat a bowl, but it won’t be enough if it’s too much. The taste is a bit greasy…”
Ye Bufan ate all the way, giving a series of comments after each poison he took. He really looked like a gourmet, commenting on the delicious food made by the chef.
This time, even the audience in the audience was confused. Isn't this game more like poisoning each other?
Was it promised to be thrilling? Was it promised to be terrifying? Why did it suddenly change to a food show?
The most irritated person was Park Jae-xiang. He reached out and grabbed his hair and pulled it down in large fistfuls.
Refining these six bottles of poison yourself, any one you take out is extremely poisonous and will kill you if you touch it.
But why is it so easy for this guy to eat? It looks like eating candy.
No, either the poison has expired, or it has been subcontracted by someone else, otherwise it absolutely cannot be done like this.
In order to prove his guess, he casually took a small bottle that Ye Bufan had eaten, dipped a little powder into his mouth with his finger.
"puff……"
Although it was only a little bit, the poison was so toxic that he spurted out a mouthful of blood just after entering it. His whole body was twitching and shaking, and the blood in his body seemed to explode.
"No, this is real poison."
Park Zai-xiang quickly took out the antidote from his pocket and swallowed it in one gulp, feeling much better.
With a twitching face, he looked at the guy who was still eating and smacking his lips. He was completely confused now.
Before he could recover, all six bottles of poison had been tasted.
Ye Bufan's expression was indifferent. If there was any change, it was a look of intoxication. It seemed that he still had some unfinished thoughts and hadn't eaten enough.
"How are you? Do you feel anything special?"
Park Jae-sang still asked unwillingly.
Such a large dose of poison could kill an elephant or a whale, not to mention a cow.
“The taste is okay, overall it’s good, but you can’t be proud and you must improve it in the future.
Remember, the taste is very important, it is best to be crispier so that it can get good reviews."
Ye Bufan had a serious look on his face and spoke with sincerity, while Park Zaixiang just froze there.
These six highly toxic poisons were the formulas he spent his whole life developing. He originally thought they were unparalleled in terms of toxicity, but now they are being eaten as snacks.
The most distressing thing is that while eating it, I was given various comments, saying it was not crispy enough.
Ignoring Park Zaixiang's crazy pleas, Ye Bufan shook his head. All this was done deliberately by him to suppress the confidence of Korean doctors.
I believe that after today, for at least a hundred years, Korean doctors will not dare to do this kind of provocation.
Those bottles of poison just now had no effect at all on him in the Nascent Soul stage.
Then he said in a lecturing tone: "As a doctor, you must have a sense of responsibility.
Since the poison is for others to eat, we must pay attention to the taste, and at least make the pain less painful when people die, and not be too sad. This is humane..."
"Ahem..."
Park Zai-xiang resisted the urge to rush forward and fight for his life, and asked: "Is it really okay for you to take these poisons?"
"It's okay, can't you tell?"
As he spoke, Ye Bufan stood up and jumped a few times on the ring. His lively image made everyone in the audience burst into laughter.
After what he did, the Chinese side felt extremely relaxed and confident, but the Korean doctors all looked ashen.
Damn, this kind of reaction is simply the greatest insult to poison, the greatest insult to the king of medicine, and the greatest insult to Korean medicine.
But there is no way, if people eat it, they will be fine, even if they are angry to death, it will be useless.
Park Jae-sang opened his mouth wide, but not a single word came out for a long time.
According to the established plan, it should be time to detoxify the other party, but as it is now, there is no need to detoxify.
Ye Bufan said: "I took your poison, now it's time to taste mine."
"Can."
Park Jae-sang agreed directly. In his opinion, even if he could not poison the other party, the other party could not poison him.
Firstly, not every doctor is good at making poisons, and secondly, the other doctor was in a hurry and it was not like he had prepared the poison in advance.
In such a short time, no matter how powerful the pharmacist is, it is impossible to prepare a poison that is too toxic.
In addition, he has been developing poisons for so many years and has achieved profound knowledge. Not only does he have antibodies, but he is also the best at detoxifying.
If the other party can't do anything to him, it can be considered a tie at best, and he can still save some face.
Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Bufan, anticipating what kind of powerful poison he could come up with.
But unexpectedly, he just took a bottle of mineral water and a paper cup prepared on the referee's bench and poured some water into the cup.
"Okay, drink it, but we have agreed that this is what you drink. If you die, you can't blame me."
"I……"
Looking at the glass of clear mineral water in front of him, Park Jae-xiang almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Damn, are you kidding me? A glass of freshly poured mineral water can poison me to death?
The people in the audience were also dumbfounded. What happened? Could it be that the Master Medical Immortal felt embarrassed after winning two games in a row and started to lose his temper in this game?
But even if you release the water, that's not the way to go. At any rate, you can give the other party a big hawthorn pill to eat, which makes you look better. What's the point of getting a glass of water?
Alice couldn't believe it. She had just drank this bottle of water without any problems. How could it be considered poison?
Ye Bufan glanced at the stunned Park Jae-xiang: "Do you dare to drink? If you are afraid, just admit defeat."
"I recognize your sister."
If you don't dare to drink even a glass of water, how can you behave as a human being and be a medicine king after this spreads out?
Park Jae-sang grabbed the paper cup and drank it down.
