Mr. Su knew that Uncle Zhong was coming, but he did not stop him.
Dugu Alchemist, who was meditating in seclusion, opened his eyes, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.
Soon he understood Mr. Su's intention.
"You almost fell asleep?" A look of surprise appeared on Dugu Alchemist's old face, "How could that happen?"
Mr. Su glanced at him angrily: "Why not? I almost fell asleep. I said, Lao Du, you have been treating me for so many years, but it has no effect at all. I didn't expect you to lose."
Give it to a little girl, tsk tsk.”
Mr. Dugu's surname was Dugu, but because he was alone, Mr. Su always called him Laodu.
Hearing what Mr. Su said, Mr. Dugu almost jumped up: "What? It was a little girl who almost cured you? Who is it?!"
Mr. Su raised his chin arrogantly and hummed: "Who else could it be? She's the girl who was criticized by you for being dull in refining medicine."
Mr. Su was so proud and relieved that he eagerly came over to show off to Dugu Alchemist.
"The one who was stupid when it came to refining medicine... wasn't that girl from your family?" Mr. Dugu had never valued anyone in his life. When he saw that Yanhua was extremely talented in both the wood and fire systems, he insisted on asking the little girl to recognize him as his master.
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The result was good, but later I found out that Yanhua’s qualifications in refining medicine were so... that Dugu Alchemist never wanted to mention it again, and only commented with two words: stupid!
These two words did not make Father Su, who was my daughter back then, angry to death!
You know, Mr. Su thinks that his daughter is good at everything, so there is nothing wrong with her!
To say that Mr. Su is stingy is really stingy. Mr. Dugu just said that. After so many years, these two words are still deeply engraved in his mind and will be unforgettable for the rest of his life!
After knowing that Su Luo actually had a medical treatment that could cure his insomnia, Mr. Su was so excited that he could finally find Lao Du to get his old place back!
So, this time he came to show off his power.
So, Mr. Su was very proud as if he was holding his tail up: "Well! It's that girl's girl, you are my grandpa, but the result is that you are not even as good as the granddaughter's little girl in medical skills. Oops, shameful
ah."
Mr. Dugu's face turned red with anger and he slapped the table: "That's nonsense! This is absolutely impossible! I didn't expect that after so many years, you, Old Su, have actually learned to brag!"
Mr. Su was not angry either. He hummed more and more proudly: "It's not scary to be inferior to others in terms of skills. What's scary is that you are not as good as others but you still don't accept them. Hey, old man, old man, you can't do this."
"I don't believe it anyway! I definitely don't believe it!" Dugu Alchemist glared at Mr. Su.
Mr. Su stretched out his hand with a sneer: "Believe it or not, you can tell by taking your pulse? How can I lie to you?"
For an alchemist as powerful as Dugu Alchemist, even the smallest changes in his body cannot escape his detection.
Mr. Dugu was so competitive that he actually grabbed Mr. Su's hand and felt the pulse on his wrist with his fingertips.
Slowly... a strange look appeared on his face.
From the beginning it was careless, and gradually it became unbelievable.
Seeing the serious expression on Mr. Dugu's face, Mr. Su became even more proud and wished he could raise his tail and flick it.