The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 132 A Great Victory
Chapter 130 Three Victory
"Ye Fan, you used three kinds of herbs, namely heartbroken grass, dried toad, and Jiushanhui."

Nangongchun wiped his lips and sneered: "The heart-broken grass attacks the heart, the toad dries up the bones, and Jiushanhui will promote blood flow."

"You are ruthless enough to attack me. It's a pity that I can cure this poison."

After he finished speaking, he endured the pain and turned around to prepare the antidote, and soon began to fiddle with the medicinal materials.

"Lily is combined with lotus seeds to remove toads, purple loquat to remove the poison of heartbroken grass, and supplemented with chicken dung vine and Bailing Dan..."

While preparing the antidote, Nangongchun read out the name of the medicine, as if he wanted to severely hit Ye Fan's arrogance and put a psychological burden on him.

Ye Fan ignored it, and didn't prepare any antidote. He just sat on a chair and drank tea, and poured the hot water for washing the cups into the black soup porcelain bowl.

He also swayed and hummed a song, completely ignoring the competition and poison.

"Master, master, hurry up and prepare the medicine."

Seeing Ye Fan sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, Sun Bufan shouted anxiously:
"The longer you wait, the stronger the toxin will be."

It doesn't matter if you lose, and it doesn't matter if you lose the hospital. He is worried about Ye Fan's health.

"Yes, little genius doctor, hurry up, now is not the time to install a fork."

The rest of the spectators were also extremely anxious, and they advised Ye Fan to quickly prepare the antidote, or admit defeat.

The pretty face doctor sneered:

"He must have felt that he was doomed, so it doesn't matter to prepare an antidote."

"Ye Fan, if you don't think about it, you will be in pain when the poison takes hold."

Nangongchun continued to attack Ye Fan:
"At that time, every bone, every inch of your skin, including your internal organs, will be as painful as being cut by a knife."

"You will definitely spit out tears and snot mixed with blood."

He was very proud and confident in his poison.

Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Really? I'll wait and see how powerful your poison is."

"Master, are you soft-hearted and the portion of the poison soup you prepared is too small?"

Seeing that Ye Fan was at ease, the pretty female doctor questioned Hei Tang, thinking that Ye Fan's leisurely behavior might not be toxic enough.

She picked it up and took a sip.

Unexpectedly, not long after she finished drinking, she fell to the ground with a plop.

His face turned black, and blood came from his mouth and nose.

It didn't take long for her to roll all over the floor, howling, spitting out tears of pain and snot mixed with blood.

All the symptoms are just like what Nangongchun said just now, so it can be seen how fierce this poison is?

"Junior Sister...Junior Sister..."

The middle-aged doctor and the others exclaimed, gathered around to give first aid to the junior sister, and managed to stabilize the toxin after a lot of fuss.

Nangong Chun didn't even look at her, he hasn't detoxified himself, so how can he have time to talk to his apprentice?

Another 15 minutes passed, and Nangongchun prepared a bowl of antidote.

At this moment, his face was terribly black and his breathing became unknowingly short, but he still stared at Ye Fan with a ferocious face and sneered:

"I have prepared the antidote, as long as I drink it, I will be safe."

"You wait to lose..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out blood with a plop, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

Several apprentices and grandchildren were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly waited for him to drink the antidote.

But after drinking a big bowl of antidote, Nangong Chun didn't get better, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Then there were two more puffs, and two mouthfuls of blood spewed out.

The situation is dire.

The audience was shocked.

The apprentices, disciples, and grandchildren were even more stunned. They never expected that the master who secretly called himself the poison king could not cure Ye Fan's poison now.

Ye Fan took a sip of tea, then leaned over to look at Nangong Chun: "Do you admit defeat?"

"I……"

Nangongchun wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ye Fan in disbelief:

"It's impossible, it's impossible, I've tried out the main medicine, why can't I solve it?"

"Your antidote can indeed dissolve my main medicines."

Ye Fanfeng replied lightly: "But you overlooked that there is a piece of licorice mixed in between them."

"Liquorice will not react to purple loquat or lily alone, but the three together will automatically neutralize."

"Purple loquat and lily are ineffective, so what about heartbroken grass and dried toad?"

Ye Fan looked at Nangongchun playfully: "Stop struggling, admit defeat."

"So it is, so it is."

Nangongchun was enlightened when he heard the words, with remorse on his face, why didn't he think of this.

Then, he remembered something again, and stared at Ye Fan in shock:

"You... how come you haven't been poisoned?"

Ye Fan drank the poison earlier than him, and the black soup he prepared was comparable to arsenic. Logically, Ye Fan should have been poisoned and passed out by now.

How could there be nothing at all?
If he hadn't watched Ye Fan drink his poison with his own eyes, he would have suspected Ye Fan of cheating.

Sun Bufan and the others also looked at Ye Fan in surprise, yes, how could Ye Fan be safe and sound?You know he didn't even prepare the antidote.

Ye Fan blew on the tea lightly and smiled, "I've cured your poison a long time ago."

"Bullshit!"

Nangong Chun didn't believe it: "You didn't even prepare the antidote, how did you detoxify it?"

All the spectators were also at a loss, when did Ye Fan detoxify?

"I've already mentioned your medicinal ingredients, isn't it a matter of minutes to detoxify?"

Ye Fan tapped his finger on the red poison soup that he prepared:

"Before drinking your black soup, I took a sip of the red soup I made myself."

"In other words, I was poisoned by myself first, and then I used your poison soup to resolve it."

Ye Fan smiled: "This is called fighting poison with poison."

"No, it's impossible..."

Nangongchun coughed and spewed out another mouthful of hot blood, shaking his body and wanting to fall down.

"You failed to detoxify, but I am safe and sound. I won this round."

Ye Fan pushed the black soup prepared by Nangongchun in front of him:

"Drink it, our medicinal soup is poison, but it is also an antidote for each other."

"kidding me--"

Nangongchun was furious, and did not believe that black soup was the antidote.

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, he picked up the bowl and poured all the remaining soup into his mouth.

Nangongchun coughed desperately, and then spit out a pile of soup with a wow. It was very uncomfortable, but his complexion improved obviously.

Half a minute later, Nangongchun returned to normal without any signs of poisoning...

Seeing this, the middle-aged doctor added hot water to the remaining soup dregs, and then quickly gave it to the tranced junior sister to drink.

Not long after, Dr. Pretty also recovered from coughing a few times.

Sure enough, it is the antidote.

Sun Bufan and the others were all dumbfounded. If they hadn't witnessed all this with their own eyes, they would never have thought that Dou Yi would be able to fight like this.

Especially after Ye Fan smelled the Nangongchun medicinal material, he prepared the poison and made it an antidote, which is really incredible.

Master level, master level...

Countless people looked at Ye Fan in admiration.

"Little master won, little master won."

Sun Bufan cheered.

All the spectators also shouted in unison: "Doctor Ye, Doctor Ye."

That excitement even shook the floor of Xuanhuju.

Ye Fan waved his hand: "Come here, close the store..."

"Who gave you the guts to take over my father's shop?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the door, and then several people in white uniforms appeared...

(End of this chapter)