Mu Qian smiled. "I didn't expect you to have the aura of a Prince."
Bai Mufeng smiled bitterly. "If I don't even have this aura, then I'll be wasting my grandfather's painstaking efforts."
"Hey! The Prince is making a fool out of himself! "
"Yes! If anything happens to the Duke, who can afford it! "
"Second Master, you see …" They looked at Bai Zhilin.
Bai Zhilin said. "Since Mu Feng believes in this so-called Ghost Doctor, let him try! Even if something really happens to my father, it's not your fault. "
When they heard Bai Zhilin's words, they were glad that the kid appeared out of nowhere.
Otherwise, if they can't cure him, the royal family and the Duke's Public House will inevitably have a problem with them. Now that a scapegoat has appeared, it's really a blessing from the heavens.
They glanced at the room in disdain. They don't believe that this kid can save the Duke.
There was an old man lying unconscious on the bed, his face was extremely pale, and his breath was extremely weak.
Mu Qian grasped his pulse, opened his eyelids to check, and carefully checked his skin color.
Bai Mufeng nervously asked. "Master Mu, my grandfather …"
The old men outside said a lot of reasons, but none of them were on point. Mu Qian said. "Bring me some paper, I'll write a prescription."
Bai Mufeng was extremely excited. If there's a prescription, then it means that it can be cured. He hurriedly prepared a pen and paper for Mu Qian.
With a big stroke, Mu Qian wrote down more than a dozen kinds of medicine. "Quickly send someone to get the medicine."
At this time, someone sneered. "Ghost Doctor, how is the Duke's situation? I think you must have some clues! "
Mu Qian's mouth slightly curved up and smiled. "That's natural. There's no patient that I can't cure. As long as I gather all the ingredients, once my medicine is refined, High Duke will wake up very soon. "
"We don't believe it, it's impossible!"
"Yes! I let the Duke take a sixth-grade medicinal pill yesterday, but he still didn't wake up. "
"I used our sect's exclusive secret method, but there's still no result …"
Mu Qian said. "You can't, that's because you're a quack. How can you compare with me?"
All the alchemists were enraged when they saw the arrogant expression on this outrageously beautiful young man's face.
"Damn brat, how dare you call this old man a quack!"
"Yeah! You're too arrogant, too condescending. "
"I know you're not convinced. If you don't believe me, you can make a bet with me."
"Bet?"
At this time, Bai Mufeng had already instructed the servants to look for the elixir. "It just so happens that the Crown Prince and the Second Master of the High Duke's Public House are here. If you don't believe me, you can bet with me. If I can wake the High Duke up and make his condition better, The six alchemists present … why don't you come to my Ghost Doctor Building and work as laborers? "
Everyone was in an uproar. This brat actually wanted their noble alchemist to work at the Ghost Doctor Building?
"There are benefits if you win, but what about if you lose?"
Mu Qian smiled and said. "If I lose, my Ghost Doctor House will directly close down, and I will also offer you the recipe of a seventh-grade medicinal pellet. How about it?"
He doesn't have the recipe of a seventh-grade medicinal pellet, but he did cheat a lot of it from Jun Mo.
"A seventh-grade elixir recipe?" They sucked in a breath of cold air.
If they can get the recipe of a seventh-grade medicinal pellet, as long as they can refine it, then they will become senior alchemists.
This condition is enough to make every intermediate alchemist excited.
They have been treating the High Duke for more than half a year. It is very clear that even if an alchemist grandmaster comes, the High Duke's body will be difficult to recover. At most, he will live for one or two more years.
This brat is too arrogant. They will wait for him to fail miserably and regret today's arrogance!
"I agree!"
"We also agree!"
Mu Qian's mouth slightly raised. "Good! The bet is set. The Crown Prince and Second Master are here, I'm not afraid of you going back on your words! "
"Crown Prince, the herbs have been gathered," a servant from the House of High Dukes reported.
Mu Qian said. "Send them to the alchemist room, this young master will be there immediately."
"Be obedient and guard here. Don't let anyone disturb me before I come out." Mu Qian said to Bai Mufeng.
Bai Mufeng nodded. Mu Qian entered the alchemy room to refine the medicine.
If the High Duke's illness is only a physical disease, then the process is obviously much more complicated. But the High Duke is …
Poisoned!
This is a lot easier to handle. Mu Qian refined the antidote quickly and opened the door. "Let's go! Let's go and give the medicine to your grandfather. "
"So fast!" Bai Mufeng's eyes widened.
Generally, it only takes two or three hours to refine a medicinal pellet!
Mu Qian quickly rushed back. Half an hour is not enough, these alchemists are even more disdainful.
"It's strange if he can refine the medicine to cure the High Duke in half an hour. I don't think he can even refine two common medicines to cure typhoid!"
"Isn't that so? This kid doesn't think that alchemy is just putting a few kinds of elixirs together to stew! "
Mu Qian walked over and said. "You'd better save more strength and talk less nonsense! Otherwise, you won't even have the strength to cry later. "
They said in annoyance. "This kid is really stubborn even in the face of death."
"Yes! His arrogance is almost at its limit. "
Mu Qian took out a row of medicinal needles and began to apply the medicine. Bai Mufeng was stunned and said. "Mu Gongzi, you're not going to use medicinal pellets to cure Grandpa, but the legendary medicine."
"Yes!" Mu Qian nodded slightly.
With a flick of her wrist, she picked up a medicinal array and inserted it into the High Duke's arm and injected it!
"Ah!" Bai Mufeng was shocked. This is the first time he saw such a method of treatment.
"Swish swish swish!" But before she could react, all five needles have been injected.
Bai Mufeng asked. "Mu Gongzi, is it over?"
"Of course not, that's just the first step!" Mu Qian's fingers moved and a few small silver needles appeared in her hand.
Nine silver needles were inserted into the High Duke's nine major acupoints at the same time. Her movements were like clouds and flowing water, making Bai Mufeng dazzled.
The Ghost Doctor is indeed the Ghost Doctor, too powerful!
No, I'm afraid he's even more powerful than the legends say.
At this moment, Bai Mufeng suddenly saw the blue veins on his grandfather's face bulging, as if there was something squirming in his blood vessels.
"Ah!" Bai Mufeng screamed, but hurriedly covered his mouth so as not to disturb Mu Qian.
The black thing slid from the High Duke's face to his neck and then to his arm. A cold dagger slid down, Mu Qian slashed the High Duke's arm.
"Ah!" The High Duke screamed in pain.
Hearing the scream, the Pharmacist and Bai Zhilin couldn't sit still. Mu Zhilin was the first to rush in.
He saw that the High Duke's wrist was bleeding, he rushed over and grabbed Bai Mufeng. "Mu, I know you want to inherit the title, but I didn't expect you to be so crazy as to join forces with outsiders to kill your grandfather."
Bai Mufeng said. "Second Uncle, I didn't, it's …"
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