Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 866 - 866 866 Don't Blame Me for Poisoning You to Death!

866: Chapter 866 Don’t Blame Me for Poisoning You to Death!

866: Chapter 866 Don’t Blame Me for Poisoning You to Death!

Upon hearing An Zimo’s shout, everyone turned to look at him.

At this moment, An Zimo’s face was gloomy, filled with confusion as he stared at the powdered poison in the wooden box in his hand.

Wang Pingchuan, however, burst into laughter and said, “Hahaha, what an idiot!

He can’t even recognize the poison Qin Han made.

I wonder how he’ll concoct an antidote.”

An Zimo shot an angry glare at Wang Pingchuan upon hearing this.

But the Second Elder frowned and said to Wang Pingchuan, “Wang Pingchuan, if you shout any louder, I’ll kick you out immediately!”

“Don’t be angry, Second Elder, this is just too hilarious,” Wang Pingchuan chuckled.

The Second Elder sighed as he looked at An Zimo, then approached him and said, “Just admit defeat.

It’s sheer bad luck that you drew Qin Han in the first round.”

Those participating in the poison competition were shocked upon hearing the Second Elder’s words, then glanced at Qin Han, who was playing on his phone, thinking in their hearts, “So the Second Elder knows what poison Qin Han made.

It seems Qin Han’s poison is not easily cured!”

But An Zimo said, “Second Elder, I still have time!”

“It’s just a suggestion,” the Second Elder said indifferently, then walked towards the stage.

The Grand Elder couldn’t help but ask Qin Han, who was engrossed in his phone, “Qin Han, have you finished making the antidote?”

“Yes,” Qin Han replied with a nod.

“You didn’t even light the cauldron.

When did you make the antidote?” the Fourth Elder asked in confusion, staring at Qin Han.

Qin Han put down his phone and said, “Who says you need a cauldron to make an antidote?”

The elders were momentarily stunned, then nodded.

Qin Han was right.

Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs; at that time, there were no cauldrons, let alone for making antidotes!

Shennong relied on herbs to detoxify, and the art of alchemy was discovered later.

The Grand Elder looked thoughtfully at Qin Han and asked after a moment, “Qin Han, what is your level as a doctor?”

Qin Han was not surprised by the Grand Elder’s question; doctors heal, and the Tang Sect makes poisons.

Since there are levels for doctors, it’s natural that the Tang Sect would also have levels.

So it’s not difficult for the Tang Sect to know about the levels of doctors.

But Qin Han did not intend to tell the truth.

This was a survival principle from his two lifetimes: never reveal your true abilities to those you don’t trust.

“Medicinal Emperor,” Qin Han said calmly.

The Grand Elder was shocked to hear this.

Even though Qin Han had understated his level, the Grand Elder was still stunned.

A Medicinal Emperor in his twenties!

In the history of the Dragon Kingdom, apart from Divine Doctor Hua reaching the level of Medicinal Emperor at the age of twenty-five, no one else has come close!

“Qin Han, do you know the levels above Medicinal Emperor?” the Grand Elder asked, somewhat disbelievingly.

“Divine Doctor, Medicinal Saint, Medicinal Sovereign,” Qin Han said calmly.

The Grand Elder nodded and said, “A Medicinal Emperor in his twenties, truly impressive for the younger generation!”

“Qin Han, can you tell me who your master is?

“I’m really curious to know what kind of great master could teach such an outstanding disciple like you!”

Qin Han glanced at the Grand Elder and said, “I’m self-taught.”

“Qin Han, I’m sincerely asking you.

At my age, you’re still joking with me!

If you don’t want to say it or have some difficulty, just tell me directly, why deceive me?” the Grand Elder said, somewhat angrily.

The Grand Elder thought Qin Han was deliberately saying this to avoid revealing his teacher.

Qin Han then adjusted to a more comfortable position and said, “I’m not lying.

I really don’t have a master.”

Seeing the calm expression on Qin Han’s face, the Grand Elder asked in confusion, “Are you telling the truth?”

“Yes,” Qin Han nodded.

“Do you have a photographic memory?” the Grand Elder continued to ask.

Qin Han nodded but did not speak.

The Third Elder looked at Qin Han with astonishment and said, “There’s actually someone in this world who can understand without a master.”

The Fourth Elder, who rarely spoke, said, “Qin Han, you’re really making us ashamed!”

“It’s just luck.

I can remember many ancient texts after reading them once,” Qin Han said flatly.

The Grand Elder thought about his struggles memorizing medicinal formulas, while Qin Han said he could remember them after one reading, and couldn’t help but twitch his mouth, but said nothing.

The other elders also smacked their lips and shook their heads helplessly.

While Qin Han was chatting and laughing with the elders, the other competitors on the stage were racking their brains on how to counteract the poisons.

Chi Zihuan was the second person after Qin Han to make an antidote.

Yin Jin, seeing Chi Zihuan close the cauldron, nodded and smiled at her.

Chi Zihuan playfully said to Yin Jin, “Senior Brother Yin, you have to work hard!”

Meanwhile, our young master An was already sweating profusely, staring at the black powder in the wooden box, and couldn’t help but roar, “What on earth is this stuff?”

“Pfft!” Upon hearing An Zimo’s words, Wang Pingchuan, who was drinking water, spat it out directly.

Tang Liuyu also smiled and said, “It seems that Mr.

Qin’s poison has stumped An Zimo.”

An hour passed quickly.

At the moment the alarm rang, the Second Elder said in a loud voice, “Everyone, stop!”

The competitors, upon hearing the Second Elder’s words, all shut down their cauldrons.

Yin Jin, however, winked at Chi Zihuan, indicating that he had also made his antidote.

Next came the stage where they would ingest the poisons made by their opponents.

Among the eight competitors, two admitted defeat directly, but they earned the respect of everyone as they stepped down from the stage.

Because they cupped their hands and said to their opponents, “Senior Brother, I can’t figure out your poison, I admit defeat.

I wish you good results in the remaining tests!”

The Second Elder also nodded.

These two disciples didn’t win the competition, but they earned their opponents’ respect.

There’s no shame in losing, but one should lose with dignity and grace!

Looking at the heavily sweating An Zimo, the Second Elder said, “An Zimo, how about you?

Are you going to admit defeat?”

At this moment, An Zimo was agitated and replied without thinking, “Second Elder, I’m competing with Qin Han.

Why do you keep telling me to admit defeat?

Did Qin Han offer you some benefits?”

The Second Elder was stunned for a full minute upon hearing this, then he cursed angrily, “Damn it…!”

“Don’t you know I mean well for you?”

“Forget it, since you don’t appreciate it, don’t blame me if you get poisoned!”

The fact that the Second Elder swore showed just how furious he was.

After speaking, An Zimo realized he had misspoken, but before he could apologize, the Second Elder directly said:

“Now, start ingesting your opponent’s poison!”