low-key is king

Chapter 37 Isn't it Yipin Qingxin Pill?
"Hehe, Mr. Lu, I'm sorry, Qian is not a doctor, so I'm a bit uncertain!"

Turning around, Zheng Qian had a look of apology on his fat face, and then put the elixir in his hand back into the jade bottle so as not to lose its efficacy. Now he really didn't dare to underestimate Mr. Lu.

"Mr. Chang Wenzhaochang of our league is a fourth-rank physician, and he helped to select the medicinal materials for the Qingxin Pill last time!"

As if thinking of something, Zheng Qian said something again, causing Lu Xun to stop drinking tea, thinking that the Ten Thousand Nations Business Alliance is indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger.

"Then I really want to thank Mr. Chang!"

Since the other party mentioned this matter, Lu Xun naturally would not say nothing, so he quickly thanked him.

The medicinal materials of Qingxin Dan last time really helped him a lot, allowing the princess to see Cao Song's true face clearly, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome.

"Hey, no thanks, if these three elixirs are really of perfect quality, then that's the best thanks!"

Zheng Qian spoke mysteriously. He couldn't imagine how wonderful a genuine fourth-grade physician would look when he saw a perfect quality elixir.

Crunch!

After a while, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and a hale and hearty old man walked in. However, there was a look of dissatisfaction on his face, which seemed a little reluctant.

"I said, Old Zheng, why are you calling me here in such a hurry? I'm about to start the alchemy furnace, isn't this a delay?"

Chang Wenzhao, the chief physician of the branch of the Universal Business Alliance, didn't pay any attention to the boy in black with a black cat in his arms, and just complained when he came in.

Perhaps in his opinion, refining the elixir by himself is much more important than the business alliance.

Chang Wenzhao, as the chief physician of the branch of the International Business Alliance, naturally has a job of his own, but if there is no major event on weekdays, Zheng Qian will not look for him, and he has those low-quality doctors to do things.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, Zheng Qian personally approached him twice.

A few days ago, it turned out to be a counterfeit medicine that gave him a few tastes of Yipin Qingxin Dan.

This is because Chang Wenzhao didn't know that the boy in black sitting next to him was the one who came to buy the medicinal materials that day, otherwise he might not even want to see this boy.

However, Chang Wenzhao's complaints belonged to complaints, and the supervisor called him, so he immediately put down the alchemy preparations at hand, and hurried to this meeting hall.

Zheng Qian selectively ignored his complaints.

"Mr. Chang, it's definitely a good thing to invite you here this time. I'm not sure about these pills. Give me your palm!"

Zheng Qian was a businessman, and although Chang Wenzhao was his subordinate in name, a fourth-rank physician was much more precious than a simple four-level monk like him, so his tone was still extremely polite.

It's just that Zheng Qian purposely made a fool of himself, and didn't mention the grade and quality of the elixir. He really wanted to see if it was really the perfect elixir/
If it was really a perfect pill, what kind of wonderful expression would this fourth-grade physician have on his face?

"Elixir? Is it a fourth-grade elixir? Could it be that old fellow Cao Song made it again?"

Hearing what Zheng Qian said, Chang Wenzhao became a little interested, and the dissatisfaction just now disappeared, but Zheng Qian did not answer two questions in a row.

To be honest, Chang Wenzhao didn't like to see the character of the Chief Physician of Zhendong Prince's Mansion, he just felt that he was too insidious, but he didn't dare to underestimate his medical skills.

The reason why Cao Song was able to become a two-star silver-card VIP of the Ten Thousand Kingdoms Business Alliance was due to the trading of the elixirs he refined. Among them, the fourth-grade elixirs he sent over several times made Chang Wenzhao admire him a lot.

"Mr. Chang, can't you see it yourself?"

Zheng Qian was still there smiling and showing off, making Chang Wenzhao curl his lips. In fact, he had already decided in his heart that the elixir was made by Cao Song.

If it wasn't for the fourth-rank elixir, how could Zheng Qian let himself, a fourth-rank doctor, come over to take care of him?
In the entire Watanabe City, besides him, Chang Wenzhao, only the chief physician of the palace could refine fourth-grade pills.

There are actually more than ten jade bottles on the table, but compared to the pile of messy jade bottles on the left, the three jade bottles on the right are undoubtedly more conspicuous. Chang Wenzhao picked up the three jade bottles immediately one of.

"Huh? First-grade pill?"

Chang Wenzhao, who had just opened the jade bottle, instantly sensed that it was not the fourth-grade elixir he imagined, but the lowest-grade first-grade Qingxin elixir.

Chang Wenzhao, who was a little upset in his heart, didn't sense anything else for a while, turned his head with a gloomy face, and said in a deep voice, "Guan Zheng, is this the elixir that even you are 'not sure about'?"

Chang Wenzhao bit the word "unsure" very hard, and he suddenly realized that this Guanshi Zheng was becoming more and more unreliable. Can a dignified monk in the four realms even be uncertain about a first-grade elixir?

As a fourth-rank doctor, Chang Wenzhao still has so many important things to do, but he was called by Zheng Qian twice in a row to look at the first-rank rubbish. Isn't this too serious for a fourth-rank doctor?
"Mr. Chang, take a closer look!"

The old god Zheng Qian was on the ground, and he was not angry because of Chang Wenzhao's tone, but pointed at the jade bottle that he had put back on the table. He believed that he could see the wonderful expression he wanted to see.

"Isn't it just a first-grade Qingxin pill, haven't you seen enough of this thing?"

Reluctantly, Chang Wenzhao picked up the jade bottle again, muttering in his mouth, as if he felt that if a dignified fourth-rank doctor took one more pill, his hands would be dirty.

"Huh? There's something wrong with this smell!"

Picking up the jade bottle of Qingxin Pill for the second time and being reminded by Zheng Qian, Chang Wenzhao felt a refreshing smell emanating from the jade bottle, which made his complexion change suddenly.

The fourth-rank doctor who didn't even bother to pour out the pill just now to study it carefully, poured the pill into his palm in a panic, and then looked at it in front of his eyes, his expression was also changing.

"This... this... what kind of quality is this? The efficacy of the first-grade Qingxin Dan is actually comparable to that of the second-grade Qingxin Pill!"

Chang Wenzhao has already entered a state of forgetting things and me, and the fourth-rank doctor is worthy of being a fourth-rank doctor, and he has recognized the efficacy of this Qingxin pill in an instant.

And Zheng Qian, who was planning to watch a good show, was also stunned at this moment. He was [-]% sure that it was the perfect quality Yipin Qingxin Pill, otherwise the effect of the medicine would not be so heaven-defying.

The efficacy of the first-grade perfect Qingxin pill is comparable to that of the second-grade inferior Qingxin pill. This is not just a superficial meaning, it also involves a practitioner's physical body.

Generally speaking, second-grade pills are prepared for second-level martial masters or second-level monks. If they are used by first-level martial artists or monks, the effect will not be achieved, and some side effects may occur.

That's all for Qingxin Pill. Take Quenpi Pill for example. If a first-level martial artist rashly uses Tier [-] Quenpi Pill, his skin will probably be blown apart, and even affect his cultivation foundation.

Therefore, practitioners in the mainland rarely swallow pills by leapfrogging their ranks, unless it is a life-and-death critical situation, otherwise it is self-destruction of the Dao Foundation.

But a elixir of perfect quality can completely avoid this hidden danger.

On the premise of not affecting the cultivator's own foundation, there is a big difference between exerting the medicinal effect of the second-grade inferior elixir.

Zheng Qian is not a doctor, and he couldn't fully believe that it was a perfect elixir before, and he never thought of this part. Now Chang Wenzhao reminded him, and he reacted instantly.

"Could it be...the perfect elixir? But how is it possible?"

While Zheng Qian's eyes were smiling, Chang Wenzhao finally came up with an idea, even if he denied it, but after the idea was born, he couldn't get rid of it.

Even a fourth-rank doctor only knows that the perfect elixir exists in legends, at least Chang Wenzhao has never seen it.

Since he became a doctor, at best he could refine high-quality elixirs.

The first-class elixir is already the best elixir of the same grade. Chang Wenzhao never expected to be able to refine the perfect elixir.

It is said that only the gods on the mountain who have reached the upper five realms have a certain chance to refine the perfect elixir. In short, at this moment, Chang Wenzhao's heart was already full of turbulent waves.

"What? Even Mr. Chang, a fourth-rank doctor, is not sure?"

Seeing that Chang Wenzhao was losing his composure, Lu Xun who was next to him restrained himself from speaking.

This sentence brought the two members of the World Business Alliance back to their senses, and at the same time turned their attention to the boy in black.

"Are you refining these pills?"

Chang Wenzhao stared at this unremarkable young man in black, and the question he asked was a bit impolite.

But at this time, he couldn't care less about anything, he had to find out who made these pills.

"It was indeed made by Mr. Lu himself. Mr. Chang, can you be sure it is the perfect medicine?"

Before Lu Xun could speak, Zheng Qian who was beside him had already stepped forward and asked directly.

He was really afraid that this Mr. Chang, who only knew how to practice medical skills, would offend a distinguished guest with a five-star black card if he didn't say something well, then the gain would outweigh the loss.

"Nonsense, apart from the perfect quality pill, how could it be possible to achieve such an effect?"

Chang Wenzhao gave Zheng Qian a white look. Just now he was saying it was impossible, but apart from the explanation he said, he couldn't think of any other possibility.

The efficacy of a first-grade Qingxin pill is comparable to that of a second-grade inferior Qingxin pill. If this is not perfect quality, then what is perfect quality?
"Dare to ask Mr. Xiao about his apprenticeship?"

After answering Zheng Qian angrily, Chang Wenzhao turned his head again, his expression became extremely respectful, no longer the contempt just now, but more dignified.

Moreover, Chang Wenzhao, a dignified fourth-rank doctor, used honorific words for a young boy who was not sure how many years younger than himself, which suddenly made Lu Xun feel a little more fond of him.

(End of this chapter)