Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 842 - 842 842 Conventional!

842: Chapter 842: Conventional!

842: Chapter 842: Conventional!

People on stage started to submit their answers one after another.

Some got it right, others wrong.

One youth even angered the white-haired elder by submitting an answer.

The elder said, “You even got the basic distinction of poisons wrong?”

Embarrassed, the youth quickly left the stage.

As expected, and just like Tang Liuyu had said, half of the participants in the first round got eliminated.

Before the white-haired elder could announce the second batch of participants, An Zimo stood up and said, “Second Elder, shouldn’t we open Qin Han’s wooden box to ensure fairness?”

The white-haired elder frowned at this and asked, “Are you questioning the fairness of the poison identification contest?”

“I wouldn’t dare.

I’m just curious.

I believe many others share my thoughts,” An Zimo replied calmly.

Upon hearing this, the white-haired elder turned to a middle-aged man behind him, who nodded.

The elder then said, “Alright!”

Holding Qin Han’s wooden box, the elder opened it in front of everyone.

Inside was a crimson-red pill.

“This poison is called ‘Scarlet Flame.’ It causes the body to heat up, and within two hours, the internal organs will be burned dry, leading to spontaneous combustion and death.”

“The active ingredient is the Indian corpse beetle, which targets the body’s yang fire to achieve its deadly effect!”

After explaining, the elder displayed Qin Han’s answer to everyone and said,

“Qin Han not only clearly stated the name and effects of the poison but also provided the full recipe.

It’s a perfect answer!”

He then addressed Qin Han and Tang Liuyu from the stage, “Tang Liuyu, it seems there’s hope for your Xiangxi Tang Family to return to the Tang Sect.”

“This gentleman has truly amazed me with his ability to identify poisons by scent alone!”

“You’re too kind!” Qin Han bowed slightly to the elder in response.

“May I boldly ask, where did you learn such skills?” the elder asked with a smile.

“Self-taught!” Qin Han replied casually.

The white-haired elder was momentarily stunned before chuckling, “I was impolite.”

He assumed Qin Han didn’t want to reveal his teacher, acknowledging that his question had been somewhat intrusive.

“Self-taught?

You think you’re a genius?” An Zimo said sarcastically from the side.

Though knowing the contest results were accurate, An Zimo was unwilling to let Qin Han steal the spotlight, hence his demand for the answer to be revealed.

Qin Han glanced at An Zimo with a frown and asked, “Do we have a grudge?”

“No!” An Zimo snorted.

Qin Han nodded and said, “Given your age, you shouldn’t be this immature.”

“Who are you calling immature?” An Zimo retorted angrily.

Qin Han remained composed and said, “There are many ways to pursue a girl you fancy.

The least skillful way is to treat every male around her as a rival.”

“You!” An Zimo stepped forward belligerently.

The white-haired elder interrupted, “Second batch, on stage!”

Reluctantly, An Zimo snorted and made his way to the stage.

Tang Liuyu, having just recovered from the surprise of Qin Han securing first place in the first round, smiled and said, “Qin, I didn’t know you had such a humorous side.”

“Humorous?

Uncle Tang, don’t praise him too much; he just has a sharp tongue,” Wang Pingchuan scoffed.

Before Qin Han could respond, Wang Pingchuan quickly said, “Let’s watch the competition!”

From behind, Chi Zihuan looked at Qin Han with a different sparkle in her eyes.

Chi Zihuan, an outstanding disciple of the Tang Sect in Longxi, had decided from a young age that she would marry a master of poison.

But as she grew older, this seemed less feasible.

She met many poison masters, but none met her criteria for appearance.

Poison masters often use themselves for experiments, and the world has countless poisons, many affecting appearance.

Thus, she found that all the poison masters she met had some flaws in their looks.

Though An Zimo was handsome, he paled in comparison to her expertise in poisons.

Meeting a handsome poison master like Qin Han inevitably caught her attention.

Since ancient times, beauty admires heroes, though Chi Zihuan admires poison masters.

However, Qin Han remained unaware of this, assuming that Chi Zihuan was merely curious.

Upon reaching the stage, An Zimo glanced at Qin Han below and thought silently, “I must be faster than you!”

When the white-haired elder announced the start, An Zimo picked up the wooden box and sniffed it.

After several sniffs, he opened the box.

Seeing An Zimo’s actions, Wang Pingchuan almost laughed out loud, staring at him with amusement.

The white-haired elder shook his head upon seeing this and thought, “Identifying poisons by scent is not something easily learned.

Impressive but impractical.”

“An Zimo is outstanding among Tang Sect disciples but lacks focus.

Despite Chi Zihuan’s indifference, he wastes time on her and lacks the proper mentality.”

An Zimo was unaware that his actions had already marked him as a failure in the elder’s mind.

When he saw the poison in the box, he was stunned.

What is this?

Why does it look so familiar?

Yet, he couldn’t identify the poison!

An Zimo picked up the box to examine it closely.

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck him, and he hurriedly wrote his answer on a blank paper.

After finishing, he looked around and noticed others were still identifying their poisons.

Feeling smug, he handed his answer to the elder.

After reviewing An Zimo’s answer, the elder said, “Standard answer but adequate.”

“What?

Standard?” An Zimo was taken aback and protested, “Second Elder, I doubt anyone here can recognize this poison.”

“Step down,” the elder smiled faintly.

An Zimo felt deeply unsatisfied, but seeing the elder’s fading smile, he had to walk off the stage.

Approaching Chi Zihuan, he boasted, “Huanhuan, I got first place in this round!”