The woman's eyes instantly sharpened, her aura turned cold, and her voice sank: "Are you doubting me?"
As soon as she said this, Lance and Bessie's nerves tensed.
"I'm not doubting you, I'm just asking you to show us your ability." Ying Zijin nodded, "This is a new poison that the Bevin family bought from the number three poison master, and there is no antidote for it yet."
"However, I believe that as the number one poison master in the world, senior, you will definitely be able to cure it."
The middle-aged man was confused and could not help but lower his voice: "Miss, when did you buy the new poison from that lunatic?"
Rita stepped on his foot: "Shut your mouth."
The woman looked at the snack in the bottle and sneered: "Since the Bevin family is so insincere, then this cooperation is over."
She did not want the peacebloom anymore and turned to leave.
However, a hand grabbed her shoulder at the speed of lightning.
Rita originally wanted to stop it, but after seeing this scene, she could not help but be shocked.
As everyone knew, a poison master's entire body was filled with poison, even if it was the number twenty poison master.
If you touch them without their permission, you will be poisoned immediately.
This was the number one poison master.
If you touch her, you will die instantly.
Unless, this was fake!
Rita's pupils shrank, and she shouted: "Men, take her down!"
With this order, the people hiding in the dark all came out and quickly surrounded the woman.
However, before they could step forward, the woman's body suddenly twitched.
Her head tilted, and she fell to the ground.
"What the hell?" Rita's face was cold: "Still pretending to be dead?"
"Don't go." Ying Zijin raised her hand and stopped her: "There's poison."
"What?"
Rita was slightly startled, and when she looked again, her expression changed greatly.
The woman's body on the ground gradually sank in, and in half a minute, she turned into a skeleton.
Even the bones were beginning to show black veins.
In just a few seconds, the poison had eroded all of the woman's internal organs and skin, decomposing all of her cells. It was extremely terrifying.
Even if she was not the number one poison master, this level of poison was enough to be ranked in the top ten in the world.
Not only was there a ranking for poison masters, there was also a ranking for poison masters.
The world's top ten poisons were all under strict guard in one place and were not allowed to be released.
It was the world's number one poison, comparable to the ancient viruses left behind under the ice of Antarctica billions of years ago.
They could destroy the world in a matter of minutes.
Ying Zijin fished out another bottle from her pocket, raised her hand and poured the powder into the bottle.
Rita was still on guard. "What is this?"
"I bought it from a psychopath to cure all kinds of poisons." Ying Zijin finished pouring. "You should be able to touch it, but you won't be able to detect anything."
Rita's expression changed again. "Forget it, let's bring it back first. No matter what, the poison apothecary must have done something."
As she spoke, she took out her phone. "Let me post something in the forum."
Like César Laurent, as the young lady of the Bevin family, Rita knew most of it.
Her account level was S rank.
After all, there were only a few SS-level accounts in the entire forum.
She finished the post angrily. "I'm so naive."
Ying Zijin glanced at her and nodded slightly. "At your age, it's normal to be naive."
"Can you stop attacking me?" Rita gritted her teeth. "I have to go back to Continent O first. Let's contact each other when I'm free."
Ying Zijin didn't say anything. She wiped her hands and left the old villa.
**
The next day.
The capital.
Family Mu.
Mu Weifeng sat on a stone bench in the garden, holding a brush in his right hand. After dipping it in ink, he began to write.
His handwriting was very beautiful. The brush moved like a dragon, deeply carved into the wood and full of elegance.
Mu Weifeng wrote very smoothly at the beginning, but when he wrote the last word, his hand trembled.
Then, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, dripping on the rice paper.
It was a shocking sight.
Mu Weifeng's expression was still calm. He crumpled the rice paper and threw it into the trash can. Then, he picked up the ringing phone beside him.
"Grandpa Sheng." He had just opened his mouth to call out a greeting when he coughed violently.
He coughed and another mouthful of blood overflowed.
Even through the phone, Sheng Qingtang could hear the problem. His expression changed. "Your illness is getting worse?"
"It's okay." Mu Weifeng wiped the blood from his lips and smiled bitterly. "At least I won't die now."
"You, you, you!" Sheng Qingtang was very anxious. "Why didn't you tell me?"
In fact, he had the idea of accepting a disciple. It was Mu Weifeng.
At that time, he was still the president of the Hua Calligraphy Artists Association and lived in the capital.
He met Mu Weifeng at a calligraphy exhibition.
Among the younger generation, other than Ying Zijin, only Mu Weifeng's calligraphy could be said to be the best.
However, Mu Weifeng rejected his disciple because of his poor health, but their relationship was still very good.
He would talk to Mu Weifeng every week and go to the capital once a month. He couldn't see anything wrong with Mu Weifeng.
Sheng Qingtang thought that Mu Weifeng's illness had long been cured.
He didn't expect it to get worse year by year.
Mu Weifeng was only twenty years old this year, but he had such a body.
"I know my own body." Mu Weifeng didn't say anything. He even smiled. "Grandpa Sheng, I was just writing for you. I was going to send it to you, but it was accidentally destroyed."
"What time is it? You still want to write?" Sheng Qingtang was even more furious. "You're as worrisome as my bald son. Just you wait, I know a miracle doctor. She can definitely cure you."
Mu Weifeng was startled. Before he could say anything, Sheng Qingtang had already hung up the phone.
He sighed and shook his head.
He had seen a lot of doctors and even Family Meng.
However, he couldn't invite a direct member of Family Meng, so his illness had never been cured.
He didn't have much desire for power and didn't want to inherit Family Mu. He just hoped that as an heir, he could invite a direct member of Family Meng to treat him.
After all, he still had a sister to take care of.
Unfortunately, a miracle doctor wasn't so easy to find.
After Mu Weifeng took a pill, he continued to write.
**
On the other side.
When Ying Zijin received a call from Sheng Qingtang, she was reading the questions sent to her by Professor Zuo Li.
"Little miracle doctor, I have a presumptuous request." Sheng Qingtang went straight to the point. "I have a disciple who isn't really a disciple. He has a very serious illness. It was brought out from his mother's womb. It has become more and more serious over the years. Can you take a look at him?"
Without waiting for Ying Zijin to answer, he hurriedly said, "It's all up to you. I won't force you."
Ying Zijin's hand paused slightly. "Other doctors can't detect it?"
"Yes." Sheng Qingtang sighed. He was very worried and uncomfortable. "His family isn't small. Why can't they cure his illness?"
Ying Zijin thought for a moment. "Can he come to Hucheng?"
"Yes, yes." Sheng Qingtang was pleasantly surprised. "I'll call him and ask him to come. Little miracle doctor, what do you want? I can send it to you."
"We'll see when the time comes." Ying Zijin's hand kept tapping the questions. "When I treat people, it also depends on fate."
"By the way, little miracle doctor, there's an international calligraphy and painting exhibition. I sent the calligraphy you wrote for me to the exhibition." Sheng Qingtang said again. "It won't be a waste to get first place."
Hearing this, Ying Zijin's interest was slightly piqued. "Is there money or delicious food?"
Sheng Qingtang was stunned. After a long while, he said, "I don't think so. But little miracle doctor, your reputation will definitely grow greatly!"
Then, he was coldly and heartlessly hung up on.
"…"
**
The news of the ISC being held, in addition to the high school, gradually spread on the Internet.
There were a lot of international competitions, especially sports.
But this was the first time such a large-scale academic competition was held.
Hua had a total of six places that could directly qualify for the international competition.
Qing Zhi High School had one, Imperial Capital University Affiliated High School had two, and the remaining three were from the other three high schools.
These six people were directly announced on Hua Science's official website after they were confirmed.
Many people who followed the ISC went to take a look. After reading it, they returned to Weibo and discussed it excitedly.
[These six people can directly qualify for the international competition. They should be representing Hua?]
[I've searched for one of them. He's really good. He's only 17 years old and has already won many awards. Heroes come from the young.]
[No, no, no, not all of them are good. I remember the other five. One of them has won three gold medals in IMO, IOI, and IChO. One of them has already been guaranteed admission to the world's second-best university. The other three have also won many awards. But who is Ying Zijin? Has she won any academic awards? Why is her name listed together with their names?]
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