Chu Song nodded, and then said: "Mr. Song did not have a cerebral hemorrhage. As this little brother said, Mr. Song was poisoned."
"What nonsense!"
The man with glasses next to him glanced at Chu Song and said angrily: "Are you also a doctor?"
"no."
Chu Song said calmly.
"Haha, you two are both liars emotionally. Neither of you are doctors, so you have no right to talk nonsense here. You..." The man with glasses was getting angry.
Song Yongxin explained weakly: "Sir, Uncle Chu is my grandfather's good friend. Although he is not a doctor, he is an honorary professor at Jinling University of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
"And Uncle Chu is also the president of the Jinling City Herbal Medicine Association."
Her words made the man with glasses blush, and the people around him were also shocked.
"Even if he is a professor of traditional Chinese medicine, traditional Chinese medicine cannot compare with Western medicine. This is common sense."
"I can conclude that your grandfather suffered a cerebral hemorrhage."
The man with glasses was a little unconvinced: "Your grandpa is standing here fine and no one else has been poisoned. How could he be poisoned?"
"Today's professors of traditional Chinese medicine are just like the so-called qigong masters. They are all fooling people."
"I think this guy named Chu is also a liar..." Before he finished speaking, Chu Song turned his head and glanced at him lightly.
Just this look in his eyes struck the bespectacled man like a thunderbolt, his limbs became cold, and a chill rushed straight up his spine.
"TCM is no better than Western medicine, so don't say such childish words in the future."
Chu Song looked calm and said calmly: "Mr. Song was not poisoned on the road."
"It was the fact that I had inhaled castor flower and ground fungus pollen at the same time in the medicine shop, and I had eaten lotus root-type food before. The three herbs had a chemical effect, which led to the poisoning."
Song Yongxin suddenly raised her head when she heard this: "Grandpa did drink lotus root soup."
"Then..." "When I went to the medicine shop to buy medicine, he suddenly said that his chest was tight and he was thirsty. I went to the canteen to buy water. When I came back, I found that grandpa had fainted."
Song Yongxin quickly looked at Chu Song: "Uncle Chu, since you know the pathology, you can definitely save my grandfather, right?"
"If I had been present when Mr. Song was unconscious the first time, I could have removed the poison, but now five minutes have passed and the poison has penetrated into the blood. I am only 50% sure."
Chu Song frowned and said: "There is a 50% chance of rescuing him. If he fails, Mr. Song will be killed immediately."
Fifty percent sure.
Success leads to survival, failure leads to death.
The thin line between life and death.
Song Yongxin's pretty face turned pale, she bit her red lips and begged: "Uncle Chu, grandpa is dying. Please try your best. If you fail, I won't blame you."
Chu Song did not reply, but instead raised his head and looked at Tang Ming next to him.
He cupped his hands and said in a slightly respectful tone: "Little brother, how sure are you of rescuing Mr. Song?"
"Tsk, he's pretty damn sure."
The man with glasses sneered and said disdainfully: "This guy is young. He probably hasn't even finished college. You might as well count on a dog..." "Noisy!"
Chu Song gave a light drink.
Boom! This soft shout seemed ordinary, but when it fell in the ears of the man with glasses, it was like the sound of a bell. It shook his head and made him dizzy, and he collapsed on the ground.
"Repeatedly speaking arrogant words is a taboo for doctors."
"I thought you had stood up to save Mr. Song before. Although my purpose was impure, I will let it go. I will bear the consequences if I dare to speak nonsense again."
Chu Song gave the man with glasses a cold look.
As a strong person in the Golden Core Realm, even if he doesn't use his spiritual power, his eyes still have a hint of pressure.
The bespectacled man trembled all over and closed his mouth because he didn't dare to say anything more, but there was still a hint of contempt in his eyes, waiting to see a joke.
"Agarwood, Shandan, Qianliming, Polygonatum, plus a five-year-old blood ginseng."
Tang Ming spoke calmly and named several Chinese medicines.
The people around me were confused when they heard this.
But Chu Song's eyes lit up, he quickly walked into a nearby pharmacy and quickly bought all the medicinal materials.
In addition, there is a small bronze tripod.
"Little brother..." Chu Song's eyes lit up and he was about to speak.
Tang Ming glanced at him and said playfully: "Let's start a fire. Don't you just want to see if I can make elixirs?"
Chu Song's face froze, a little embarrassed.
He was indeed testing just now.
Tang Ming said calmly: "Stop the ink stains and help the old man clean up the toxins first."
Chu Song did not dare to neglect and quickly opened the bronze medicine cauldron. There was a special fire-making oil core at the bottom of the cauldron.
Soon, a string of fire burst out.
Tang Ming strolled over, pinched it with one hand, and the agarwood immediately turned into powder. Then he took out the Polygonatum odorifera, but he couldn't see how he exerted his strength. He clenched his fist and squeezed it hard.
A few drops of dark yellow liquid dripped from his fingers.
Immediately afterwards, he began to deal with medicinal materials such as Shandan, Qianliming and Blood Ginseng... "What is this young man doing?"
"It seems to be processing medicinal materials."
"real or fake?
Is this how medicinal materials are processed?”
"Don't you understand this? The secret of traditional Chinese medicine is that there are thousands of remedies for every disease, every medicine has every method, and every medicinal material has its own special processing method."
"Tsk, tsk, look at this young man's skills, he seems to be very skilled."
"The hand strength is also ridiculous. When the agarwood is processed in the drugstore, it is smashed into powder with stone piers. He directly crushes it with his fingers..." Passers-by around him whispered.
After all, this is a medicinal materials market. Some of the people watching are doctors who have been suffering from long-term illnesses, some are enthusiasts of traditional Chinese medicine, and there are also many pharmacy employees.
They all have some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine.
Song Yongxin's face was filled with nervousness: "Uncle Chu, he, does he really have a way?"
"There should be a way. If I guess correctly, this is a strange man."
Chu Song's eyes sparkled.
He came to the medicinal materials market yesterday and originally wanted to ask the master of Yaowang Pavilion to help his father, but he was rejected.
I left feeling lost.
But one of his close friends in Yaowang Pavilion, Peng Yong, suddenly contacted him! He said that a mysterious man came to Yaowang Pavilion. This man knew how to alchemy at a young age. Even the master of Maowang Pavilion was alarmed, and Yaowang Pavilion also
Investigating this person secretly! With the last hope, Chu Song found Tang Ming, and happened to encounter the old man of the Song family who was accidentally poisoned.
Only then came the subsequent temptation.
"Strange person?"
There was doubt in Song Yongxin's beautiful eyes. After all, Tang Ming was too young to be associated with the word "Qiren".
at this time.
"Bang -" Suddenly there were bursts of exclamations from the front, accompanied by a burst of fire shooting into the sky.
At the bottom of the bronze medicine cauldron, a string of blazing fire suddenly rose four to five meters high. The people around were so frightened that they all retreated, thinking that there was a fire.
"What a strong firepower control!"
"Spiritual power controls fire, he is really an alchemist!"
Chu Songhu's eyes shone brightly, his whole body was shaken, and he stared at the movements of Tang Ming's hands.
It's not just him.
Outside the crowd, Cheng Kai, who had previously entertained Tang Ming in Yaowang Pavilion, also looked over with horror on his face.
"Spiritual power controls fire. Only high-level alchemists can control it!"
"Twenty-year-old high-level alchemist!"
"He is the hidden master who refined the Yingying Dan!"
Cheng Kai's eyes widened, first he was shocked, and then his face was filled with enthusiasm!