Zhou Qingcang knew that the two of them had no good fortune when they discussed it, but he was not panicked at all. No matter what kind of conspiracy, in the face of absolute strength, everything is false!
"It's gone."
Zhao Xiongxiao shook his head, his expression no longer had the relief he had just now, and he looked very heavy inside.
He has been saving people for half his life.
But he didn't expect that in his later years, he wanted to harm others.
He was under a lot of psychological pressure.
But he had no choice.
The outside world thinks that he is the most promising year for the national medical practitioners, but he needs more money than the glory of national medical practitioners.
Because he spoiled his grandson too much, he became ignorant of learning and became addicted to gambling, and owed a lot of money outside.
Although he was angry, it was his grandson after all.
He certainly can't stand by death and refuse to save him.
So he needs money, a lot of money, to make up for the holes in which his grandson owes usury outside.
"Okay, from now on, half an hour of preparation time, one and a half hours of refining time."
"Doctor Zhao, have no objection?"
Zhou Qingcang saw that Zhao Xiongxiao was a little abnormal, but he did not indicate it.
Zhao Xiongxiao seemed a little absent-minded and did not respond to Zhou Qingcang's words.
"Doctor Zhao?"
Zhou Qingcang shouted in confusion.
"Ah, what did you say."
Zhao Xiongxiao came to his senses and looked a little panicked.
"I said, prepare medicine for half an hour and refining medicine for one and a half hours, and decide the outcome in a total of two hours. Doctor Zhao has no problem?"
Zhou Qingcang had to repeat it again.
"No...no problem."
Zhao Xiongxiao nodded quickly.
"Doctor Zhao, you have to be very good."
He Junzhe was very dissatisfied with Zhao Xiongxiao's performance, and his tone was a bit threatening and reminder.
Zhao Xiongxiao took a deep breath, suppressed his inner anxiety and said, "Then who will make the time to announce the start."
"Or let this Miss An take a time, don't you have any objection?"
"After all, she came in to watch this contest and played a role in supervision."
Zhou Qingcang pointed at An Meili.
"No objection."
Zhao Xiongxiao shook his head and said.
"That's OK."
Zhou Qingcang nodded, looked at An Meili and asked, "Miss An, you come to be the referee, isn't it a problem?"
"No problem, absolutely no problem!"
An Meili shook her head quickly.
"That's OK."
"You announce the start of this contest."
Zhou Qingcang left the stage and walked to Song Taohai.
The first batch of students from Tianfu Medical Hall were nervous, and this contest also concerns their future.
If Tianfu Medical Hall loses, Tianfu Medical Hall will face the risk of being closed.
How else do they study medicine later?
"Teacher Lu, can you really win?"
A student couldn't help but ask carefully.
No other students answered him.
This voice also fell into the ears of Song Taohai and Zhou Qingcang.
His heart tightened and he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked nonsense."
"I'll answer you this question."
"Your teacher can win." This chapter has been completed!