Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 850 - 850 850 Not Scolded Enough

850: Chapter 850: Not Scolded Enough?

850: Chapter 850: Not Scolded Enough?

“Brother An, you’re really impressive.

In the second stage of this second round, the first place is definitely yours!”

Immediately, there were flattering voices all around.

Listening to the compliments around him, An Zimo felt greatly satisfied and a faint smile appeared on his face, although he still had to act modestly.

“It’s just luck!”

“Luck needs to be backed by skill!” A young man said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, An Zimo waved his hand and said, “You’re too kind!”

Wang Pingchuan looked at the somewhat complacent An Zimo and said, “You’re just the first to come down, not the first place.

What’s so amazing about that?”

“What did you say?” An Zimo immediately became furious upon hearing Wang Pingchuan’s words.

Wang Pingchuan snorted coldly and said, “Did you stuff donkey hair in your ears?

Can’t hear what I’m saying?”

“You…

I’m not going to argue with a brute like you!” An Zimo said with a stern face.

Wang Pingchuan laughed and said disdainfully, “Stop pretending to be a cultured person.

Don’t you know why you finished so quickly?”

“Ping Chuan, don’t make trouble!” Wang Pingchuan’s master said from the side.

Wang Pingchuan replied indifferently, “Sometimes you have to tell people the truth, or they’ll really think they’re geniuses.”

“Whether I’m a genius is not for you to say.

At least I’m better than your useless friend, who uses Chinese medicine to make poison—ridiculous!” An Zimo said with a cold laugh.

Wang Pingchuan wanted to retort but was silenced by his master’s glare.

He switched his attention to the competition stage instead.

Before An Zimo stepped off the stage, the second elder hurriedly turned his head to look at Qin Han.

“Oh no, what herbs did Qin Han put in just now?

An Zimo is such a troublemaker,” the second elder said furiously.

“Keep quiet,” the first elder rebuked.

The third elder then bent down to whisper the herbs Qin Han had used into the second elder’s ear.

Then they quickly looked up at Qin Han.

As Qin Han put in another ordinary herb, the expressions of the Tang Clan’s elders became a bit surprised.

“What’s Qin Han up to?

The three main poisons are crucial, why hasn’t he put them in yet?” the first elder wondered aloud.

“Keep quiet!” the second elder mimicked the first elder’s tone.

The third elder, who was standing nearby, wanted to laugh but held back.

Just as the first elder was about to speak, he watched Qin Han put in another herb, his brows tightly furrowed.

As Qin Han added another herb, the first elder suddenly exclaimed, “A genius!

A genius indeed!”

“First elder, did you discover something?” the second elder asked anxiously.

The first elder stared intently at Qin Han, saying, “This youngster is an alchemical genius.

I believe he’s not only good at making poisons but also adept at crafting common elixirs, at least a fourth-level alchemist!”

“Fourth-level?

Impossible, he’s so young!” the third elder said, shocked.

“Age doesn’t mean anything,” the first elder replied, glancing at the third elder.

“This boy isn’t making ordinary poisons; he’s utilizing the pharmacology between herbs,” the first elder explained.

“Using the pharmacology between herbs?” the fourth elder exclaimed in surprise.

“Shh!

Watch closely and note the order of the herbs he added,” the first elder instructed.

A moment later, Qin Han finally shut down the alchemical furnace.

To everyone’s surprise, after taking out the poison from the furnace, Qin Han opened the furnace again.

This time, the operation didn’t take long.

Qin Han shut down the furnace again and placed the pills aside.

Chi Zihuan looked at Qin Han closing the furnace, feeling even more anxious.

Was he going to be stopped at the second stage?

As Qin Han was packing the poison into a wooden box and passing by Chi Zihuan and Yin Jin, he murmured to himself, “Nine fears eighteen oppositions.”

When Qin Han reached the stage, Yin Jin and Chi Zihuan’s eyes brightened and they immediately started their furnaces.

The second elder, seeing Qin Han coming over, greeted him with a beaming smile.

Seeing the second elder’s smile, An Zimo felt a fire of anger in his heart.

This old rascal!

Even though he finished first, the second elder had impatiently rushed him off the stage.

But when Qin Han stepped forward, the second elder welcomed him.

An Zimo was determined to see what was so special about Qin Han’s poison!

Seeing Qin Han head towards the second elder, Tang Liuyu’s face showed uncontrollable excitement.

“Success, success!”

“Calm down, calm down!” Wang Pingchuan’s master urged.

“How do you expect me to calm down?

If I pass this round, I can return to the Tang Clan; how can I not be excited?” Tang Liuyu replied.

“I’m afraid your blood pressure will rise!” Wang Pingchuan’s master said helplessly.

“Have you finished?” the second elder asked with a smile.

Qin Han nodded and said, “But the poison I crafted doesn’t have a name.

How will you identify it?”

“No problem, the Tang Clan has a department specialized in testing poisons.

They can measure the toxicity,” the second elder replied with a smile.

Qin Han frowned slightly and asked, “Do you use humans for testing?”

Noticing Qin Han’s chilly tone, the first elder stepped forward and said, “Don’t misunderstand.

Although the Tang Clan is an ancient martial arts faction, we keep up with the times.

We use scientific instruments and mice for experiments!”

Hearing this, Qin Han nodded and said, “I also have an antidote here.

If it fails, use this.

I don’t want innocent lives to perish by my hand.”

“You even crafted an antidote?” the second elder exclaimed upon hearing Qin Han’s words.

Qin Han nodded and handed the antidote to the second elder before leaving the stage.

The first elder quickly instructed the third elder, “Hurry, test it in the back!”

“Yes!” said the third elder as he rushed to the back with the box.

Qin Han returned to Tang Liuyu’s side, smiling, “Old Tang, mission accomplished!”

“Mr.

Qin, I really don’t know how to thank you!” Tang Liuyu said excitedly.

Qin Han waved his hand and said, “No need for thanks.”

Before Tang Liuyu could speak further, An Zimo snorted coldly, “Hmph, as if you are sure to pass.”

Qin Han glanced at An Zimo but didn’t reply.

Qin Han had no interest in arguing with An Zimo.

In Qin Han’s eyes, An Zimo was just a sheltered flower who hadn’t faced the harshness of reality.

“You haven’t had enough scolding, have you?”

Although Qin Han didn’t plan to argue, Wang Pingchuan wasn’t planning to let it go.