President Bingshan’s personal doctor

Chapter 1210 The slanderous words!

Murong Ran was preparing medicinal materials, calculating the dosage and proportioning, when he suddenly heard the guard's voice, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red!
  "Is someone here to save the young master?"

This kind of thing happens every day. There are always some quacks and magicians coming to Zhuang's house, saying that they can cure Zhuang Lin, but none of them are useful.

Murong Ran didn't want to pay attention to this, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, telling himself not to make elixirs, what did this mean?
  "What are you talking about, say it clearly!"

Murong Ran looked unhappy and snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the purpose of curing the young master, would I need to spend so much time refining the three-flavored elixir? Tell me not to refine the elixir, who said this!"

His tone was instantly filled with anger, which frightened the guard into turning pale and hesitating.

"Yes, it's that young doctor...he said it." The guard's Adam's apple slipped and he subconsciously took two steps back. "He told the head of the house that he told you not to make alchemy. It was just a waste of resources..."

"boom!"

Murong Ran slapped the table, furious, "What did you say!"

"It's not what I said! It's not what I said!" The guard hurriedly explained, "It was the doctor who said it... I just came to inform the master."

He smiled coquettishly, "Because the doctor said that the three-flavor pill refined by the master would not only be unable to cure the young master, but would also make the young master's condition worse..."

The guard didn't have much brains, so he directly said all Su Han's words.

Murong Ran's face had turned purple, and then even darker, and you could almost see smoke coming from his nostrils!

Apparently he was so angry that he was going to explode!
  "It's nonsense! It's nonsense!"

Murong Ran roared angrily and swept all the medicinal materials on the table to the ground. The soaring anger scared everyone around them into silence!

No one dared to speak, not even a sound.

"Hmph, you are such an arrogant doctor. I really want to see who he is. Even I, Murong Ran, don't care about him anymore!"

Murong Ran gritted her teeth, her face turned livid, and she strode out. The anger emanating from her body was enough to burn the people around her!

"Who is so short-sighted and dares to talk about Master like that... Isn't this looking for death?"

"How dare you say that there is no one else in this Nether City who knows how to refine elixirs better than the master!"

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Several guards looked at each other, they were all frightened, and they were stunned for a moment. Should they continue to refine this three-flavor pill?

On the other side, Su Han followed Zhuang Fang and entered Zhuang Lin's room.

Several maids were waiting around, and the room was filled with the smell of medicinal herbs, mixed together, making people frown.

"Are you planning to use him as a medicine jar?"

Su Han took a look, frowned and said, "I use all kinds of medicine. It was nothing, but you almost killed me."

Hearing this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Zhuang Fang's face: "I have invited all the famous doctors in Kunlun, but they have not been able to cure my son's disease. There are so many people who have dealt with it, and there is nothing I can do about it."

Su Han glanced at Zhuang Fang. All famous doctors were invited?

Although his father sacrificed all his talents in order to save his mother, his medical skills were still good. He also had his own master, an old Taoist. Did he find them all?

This is obviously impossible, but Su Han knows it very well.

Su Yang himself didn't have much affection for these big forces and would not easily help them save people. "You are lucky to have met me." Su Han's tone was full of arrogance, without the usual humility at all. It was as if he was the most powerful miracle doctor in Kunlun and no one could compare with him!

In fact, this is indeed the case. Even the current veteran Taoists and Su Yang are definitely not as good as Su Han in their understanding of "Zhe Zi Jue". When it comes to medical skills, Su Han's understanding is obviously deeper.

Zhuang Fang ignored Su Han's self-praising, suppressed his anger, and said with cupped hands: "Please take action, little brother, first take a look at my son's illness."

Su Han raised his head slightly, looking proud. If Su Han hadn't behaved in a certain way, Zhuang Fang would have been able to hold back and would have kicked Su Han out long ago!

"Please!" But at this moment, he could only be polite.

Su Han walked in. The further inside, the stronger the smell of medicine in the room became. Zheng Chen and the others couldn't stand it anymore.

Even normal people must be poisoned if they stay in this environment for a long time, even if they are not sick, right?

"Open the doors and windows for ventilation." Su Han said.

"You can't open it. Master Murong said it. My son is currently weak and cannot withstand the slightest bit of wind and cold. What if..."

"Now I have the final say."

Su Han shook his head directly, "What master? Do you know how to treat diseases?"

His words made Zhuang Fang stay there. No one had ever dared to question Murong Ran like this!
  That was his banker's master of elixirs. When it came to refining elixirs, no one was better than him.

But in Su Han's mouth, it seemed that it was not worth mentioning!
  "I don't know how to treat diseases, so do you?" Before Zhuang Fang could say anything, a cold snort came from outside the door, and his tone was obviously extremely angry.

Murong Ran strode in, his face turned green with anger, and his long beard trembled. He rushed in and stared at Su Han. When he saw that Su Han was just a young man, he sneered again and again.

"I thought some expert was here, but you, a young boy, dare to question me!"

Murong Ran pointed at Su Han and said unceremoniously, "Who gave you the courage!"

Looking at Murong Ran, Su Han just smiled faintly, without a trace of nervousness or even any mood swings: "Are you wrong and you don't allow others to point it out? I would rather lose my life in vain than question you?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Murong Ran was so angry that his body was trembling, "You said I will kill the young master? What do you mean!"

How could he endure that he, a great master of alchemy, was being questioned like this by a young boy?

"Then see for yourself."

Su Han reached out and pulled out the arm of Zhuang Lin, who was unconscious on the bed. The wrist was already black and blue, and it was obvious that the stagnant blood was solidified on the arteries. "The arteries on the limbs have been solidified. If the blood vessels on his side and heart are solidified, he will definitely die!"

Murong Ran looked down, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but take a breath.

He is a master of alchemy and can be said to be very proficient in pharmacology!
  But for medical science, he dared to say that he understood it, but he did not dare to say that he was proficient. At this moment, when he saw the black and blue on Zhuang Lin's limbs and wrists, he knew that Su Han was right.

For a moment, he was silent, not knowing how to retort.

The change of expression on Murong Ran's face could not escape Zhuang Fang's eyes.

Seeing Master Murong's expression change, Zhuang Fang suddenly understood that Su Han was right!
  "Is there any way to save my son now?" Zhuang Fang didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction and resentment at this moment. He quickly handed over his hands and said respectfully, "Little brother, please take action and save my son's life. I, the banker, will definitely repay you!"

(End of this chapter)