The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 873 Slap in the face, does it hurt?
Yu Chishu shook his head and sighed, looking at Feng Zhuo's eyes, it was like looking at a quack doctor who treats human life like nothing.

Feng Zhuo looked at him for a moment, then smiled, "Student Zhan, Classmate Qu, Mr. Yuchi cares about you very much? You should stop hiding and come out to meet Mr. Yuchi!"

The two people called out by Feng Zhuo stepped out from the corner, their faces were ruddy and their aura was stable, there was no sign of serious injury or dying.

Don't say anything painful, look at their smiling faces, it's clear that good things can't be better.

This slap was really loud.

Yu Chishu's expression became exciting again.

"How is it possible? How is this possible?" He stepped in front of the two men and grabbed their wrists.

The pulse was steady and strong, and there was no sign of injury at all.

Yu Chishu let them go, took a few deep breaths, and said, "I didn't expect there to be such a miraculous elixir in the world, which can bring the dead back to life? The seventh-grade elixir shouldn't have this effect, right? Even if there is, Miss Zhuo doesn't have many, right? ?”

Seeing that Feng Zhuo's expression did not fluctuate, Yu Chishu continued: "Even if Miss Zhuo has a similar pill, it's useless!"

"Why is it useless?" Feng Zhuo asked back.

After Yu Chishu saw the change in Feng Zhuo's expression, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

"We are comparing medical skills here! Do you know what medicine is?" Yu Chishu asked, before Feng Zhuo could answer, he followed up with an explanation, "Medicine is too far away for you, anyway, as long as you know, follow The pill has nothing to do with it."

"You mean to say that in the second round of the second round of the medical skill competition, pills cannot be used?"

"Correct!"

Yu Chishu answered Feng Zhuo's question. Seeing Feng Zhuo was deep in thought, he waved his hand and said very generously: "If Miss Zhuo feels that there is a problem, then find someone else to compete with me. In this match, I allow you to change people!"

His generosity shows his confidence.

Yu Chishu almost said something similar to "No matter who you go to Nanxuan Academy, you are not my opponent".

"Forget it! Although Nanxuan College also has students who are good at medical skills, most of them are just getting in touch with them, and they don't have much profound attainments. In this case, it's better to let me take this opportunity, maybe I will be a blind cat. Rat, can you cure the person?"

After Feng Zhuo's words fell, there was a burst of laughter.

"Miss Zhuo, if it's Xiao Fenghan, with your status as a seventh-rank alchemist, you might be able to meet a dead mouse. However, the academy competition will never invite people with such minor illnesses to come!" Yuchi Shu sneered, then waved his hands, and said, "Since Miss Zhuo wants to try it, and everyone from Nanxuan Academy does not object, then we naturally have no reason to object! Miss Zhuo, please!"

Feng Zhuo followed Yu Chishu to the square again.

If it is a competition of medical skills, then Nanxuan Academy prepares the wounded and let the doctors of Beixuan Academy treat them, and the wounded patients selected by Beixuan Academy are treated by the doctors of Nanxuan Academy.

The injured from Beixuan Academy were carried up.

This is an old man.

He was wearing neat clothes, and his hair was very neat, but his appearance was haggard, his eyes were cloudy, and it was obvious that half of his foot had stepped into the gate of hell.

"First, let me introduce the identity of this injured patient." A nasty smile appeared on Yu Chishu's lips.

(End of this chapter)