He twisted his body and tried to stand up, but couldn't move for a long time because of the chair behind him.
The sound of "pat-ta-ta-ta" footsteps echoed in the empty room. The pharmacist seemed to have seen a savior, with hope bursting out of his eyes.
He raised his head with difficulty and saw a figure standing in front of him, his face blurred.
"Who are you? What do you want to do with me?" The pharmacist struggled hard and stared at him with his eyes.
"Did you poison Liu Yang and the others?"
A flash of panic flashed in the pharmacist's eyes, and then he calmed down: "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't know what poisoning is! Don't slander others with your mouth."
He went to the cafeteria and the kitchen to get things for his team members. People from the Dragon Kingdom were poisoned. What does it have to do with him?
"Really?" Chen Feng's voice was bone-chilling, and the pharmacist shivered suddenly, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.
Chen Feng knelt down and pinched the pharmacist's cheek with one hand, forcing him to look up at him.
"What are you doing!" the pharmacist yelled, trying hard to shake his head, but he couldn't break free from Chen Feng's grasp.
"Why don't you try it too?"
"What did you say!" The pharmacist's heart skipped a beat and he gritted his teeth.
Chen Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. A silver needle pierced his waist. The pain was so painful that he wanted to scream, but he could only endure it. His whole body was shaking unconsciously because of the pain.
"Tsk." Chen Feng didn't pay attention to the pharmacist's resistance at all, and tapped his chest. The pharmacist only felt a little breathless.
He stared at Chen Feng and kept insisting. The pain in his waist continued to torture him, and finally he couldn't help but open his mouth.
Seeing him open his mouth, Chen Feng quickly poured a bottle of green liquid into his mouth.
It was too late for the pharmacist to shut up. The liquid slipped into his mouth and was swallowed directly. Chen Feng released his hold on his hand, and the pharmacist lay on the ground and couldn't vomit.
"What did you feed me?" The pharmacist shouted, but it didn't help.
"You give them food."
"You!" The pharmacist stared at Chen Feng with red eyes, and shouted in a panic: "If you have the ability, let me go!"
Naturally, he knew the effects of the medicine he developed. If he couldn't take the antidote in time, he would really be doomed.
Thinking of the miserable condition of those test subjects when he was conducting experiments, the pharmacist felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
But now that his hands and feet were tied, he could do nothing but wait for the medicine to take effect.
While he was scared, he also maintained a trace of suspicion. He suspected that this was what Chen Feng was trying to scare him. How could he know the formula of his poison so quickly?
"He must be lying to me, maybe he wants to explode the antidote." The pharmacist kept giving himself psychological comfort, but the pain in his body reminded him that Chen Feng did not lie to him.
"vomit."
The pharmacist retched and looked up at Chen Feng in shock. Before he could say anything, he opened his mouth and started to vomit again.
"This is...impossible!" The pharmacist vomited blood, his mind going blank.
His current appearance is the same as Liu Yang's.
He couldn't accept this fact. The poison he had worked so hard to research, but Chen Feng had researched it in just two or three days?