When Gong Yang Qing and others heard the draw, they were upset.
Tao Zhiming breathed a sigh of relief.
On the contrary, Su Mu had no expression on his face.
He knew he was cheating.
But Qin Guo is truly capable.
Putting aside this point, Qin Guo is the winner.
Of course, according to the conditions stated in advance, the patient can recover.
Then, the amount of treatment time will lose the reason for judgment.
So, there is no problem with the draw.
The two patients were naturally left to the people in Mufengtang to take care of them.
In the second game, the bet was poison.
The condition is that based on a piece of materials provided on site, both parties will prepare and prepare them on the spot to see who is more powerful and who will be the final winner.
On Tao Zhiming's side, it was naturally the middle-aged man who appeared.
When Su Mu first saw the other party, he knew that this guy was a great master who used poison.
Moreover, he is definitely not from the ancient martial arts sect.
Needless to say, the other party’s origin is unrelated to Huai Liangxue.
And Su Mu was like Guan Gong playing a big sword in front of the other side.
But Su Mu was not timid at all.
Because he is a slut.
Fatty Master took action and no one was born.
In order to show fairness, one of them was randomly drawn from the people present in the second game, and twelve Chinese medicines were randomly selected in Mufengtang's medicine cabinet.
Then, Su Mu and the other party had to prepare a poison based on these twelve traditional Chinese medicines, and the one with the most toxicity won.
Anyway, there are many teenage mice in Mufengtang, which can be tested directly on the spot.
The one who won the draw was a follower brought by Tao Zhiming.
This guy looked excited and full of participation.
He was so confident that he randomly selected twelve of the hundreds of Chinese medicines in public.
Such a unique gambling game deeply attracted Lin Guoan and others.
Lin Guoan quietly approached Gong Yang Qing's ear and asked in a low voice:
"Old Qing, can this kid do it?"
Gong Yang Qing glanced at him, sighed quietly, and said:
"If you don't understand, don't ask."
I don't understand?
Lin Guoan was stunned and the middle-aged man and Su Mu walked out.
The preparation of traditional Chinese medicine also requires the use of some laboratory tools, various test tubes, utensils, and alcohol lamps.
The feeling that middle-aged man gave people is a bit chilling.
The other party is serious and his hands are slow, but it always makes you want to sweat coldly.
When Su Mu was accommodating, he was not proficient in movements, but his hands were very stable.
In just over ten minutes, Su Mu stopped.
The test tube in front of me was filled with more than ten milliliters of brown and yellow liquid.
But the middle-aged man was still slow.
But several rows of test tube racks were used in front of him.
In the end, there were thirty-six tubes of colorful liquids in total.
These liquids look bright and beautiful.
Even fools who are present know that these liquids must be highly toxic.
Just like poisonous snakes and mushrooms, the brighter the color, the greater the toxicity.
Everyone thought that middle-aged men would use these thirty-six tubes of liquid to make a poison.
Unexpectedly, he spoke directly.
The voice was hoarse and low, as if I hadn't spoken for many years, with an accent that I don't know where it was, jumping out one by one:
"These thirty-six kinds are all highly poisonous."
In one sentence, Su Mu was killed instantly.
Su Mu only made one.
And the other party actually created thirty-six kinds.
Tao Zhiming was overjoyed, looked at Su Mu extremely badly, and then asked the middle-aged man with a smile on his face:
"Sir, what about their toxicity?"
The middle-aged man only spits out four words:
"A heartbreaking step."
The people present were all trembling with a chill.
A layer of cold sweat also oozed out of Tao Zhiming's forehead. He hurriedly took two steps back and reluctantly said with a smile:
"I am worthy of being a poisonous god."
Su Mu squinted his eyes and looked at Tao Zhiming with a smile:
"Hey, cousin, where did you invite this guy?"
A cousin made Tao Zhi's life so angry that he died.
Ganny sauté.
This young master is the cousin of the Yu family's top sisters. What does it have to do with you?
Seeing Tao Zhiming's face was gloomy, Su Mu said with a smile:
"Cousin, let's not feed the guinea pigs anymore. It's better to do this. You and I drink each other's poison. You feed me and I feed you and snuggle each other."
Tao Zhiming was so angry that he couldn't spit out an old blood.
Snuggle with each other?
Snuggle your mother.
This broken thing makes me feel numb when I look at it. Do you want me to drink it?
Is my head kicked by a donkey?
Grass!
Su Mu did not intend to let Tao go, and continued:
"I drink your thirty-six kinds of poisons, you just drink me, how about it? Cousin, a real warrior, you must dare to face a challenging life, come on, declare war on me, if you don't say anything, I agree if you don't say anything
Now.”
"I……!"
Tao Zhiming panicked his claws.
Mai-skinned.
This cousin, this grandson is simply too vicious.
Look, what messy questions he made were all about?
However, Su Mu did this not a violation.
The bet between the two sides was Tao Zhiming and Su Mu.
Is there any difference between feeding this poison to mice or people?
There is a poisonous god around him, but he has an absolute advantage.
Moreover, Su Mu has to be associated with thirty-six highly poisonous species.
Not to mention, the followers behind Tao Zhiming think that their elder brother should give it a try.
That thing looks so beautiful and tastes great.
Tao Zhiming will never take risks with his own life.
His future is limitless.
Let me take poison?
Dream.
Seeing Tao Zhiming's ugly face, Su Mu couldn't help but smile:
"Don't dare? Well, then, as you have agreed before, teacher and nephew, Little White Mouse."
Zhou Yongnian was ready long ago.
Two small cages were carried up, and inside were two lively white mice, staring at their blood-red eyes and looking around.
The middle-aged man looked at Su Mu, and his voice sounded:
"Young man, you and me are not comparable. Even if your poison is the same as me, I have prepared thirty-six kinds, and you only have one."
Su Mu smiled and said with a slight look:
"I'll find out after trying."
Lin Guoan, who was on the side, looked at Su Mu, and then asked in a low voice to Gong Yang Qing:
"Old Qing, who do you think will win?"
Gong Yang Qing looked at him with a strange look again and said softly:
"Are you that curious?"
Lin Guoan smiled a little embarrassedly and said:
"How about we bet? If I lose, I will go to Mufengtang for a medical treatment every Sunday. If you lose, just go to Dongyang Hospital once a week."
Gong Yang Qing's wrinkled face stretched out directly, nodding without hesitation:
"Remember to come to work next Sunday."
Lin Guoan was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled helplessly.