True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 574 Meng Qingxue is miserable, no one can compare [2 more]

  An Ling is a little anxious.

  The draw is absolutely fair.

  Put the note with the name in the box and draw it by the elder of the Dan League.

  Fushen finally woke up a little, still sleepy: "What's over?"

   "Brother Fu, you finally woke up." An Ling shook his shoulder desperately, "The game, Miss Zijin got Qingxue."

   "Oh." Fu Shen rolled his eyelids, and turned his body, "That Meng Qingxue is miserable, and it depends on whether she is ready to compare it seriously. It would be better to put some water in."

  An Ling frowned: "Brother Fu, you are sleepy and sleepy, did you say the opposite?"

  Meng Qingxue miserable?

   is that Fu Chen personally went up to participate in the competition, and that was at best 50-50 with Meng Qingxue.

   "I didn't say the opposite." Fu Chenqiang cheered up, "I'll tell you, my teacher... No one can compare to Miss Ying."

  Even if their ancestors come, it is incomparable in medical skills.

  The entire ancient medical world, in terms of refining medicine, who can compare with Ying Zijin?

  An Ling lowered her voice: "Brother Fu, honestly, did you see Miss Zijin?"

   "Fuck." This sentence made Fu Chen completely awake, throwing a fan in his hand, and tightly covering An Ling's mouth, "Shut up!"

  There is a real Guwu Grandmaster sitting here next to it.

  This is the ancient medical world, and the guards present are not as high as Fu Yunshen's cultivation base.

  Does he still want to live?

   Fu Shen immediately said: "I swear, I don't have any thoughts about Miss Ying, the world is a lesson."

  Fu Yun raised his eyelids deeply: "You don't dare."

  "……"

  **

  Because it is the first game, Ying Zijin has already taken the stage.

  On the other side, Meng’s guard pushed Meng Qingxue up.

   "Qingxue." An Miaomiao pulled her clothes on, "You won't be serious about the game for a while."

   "What are you talking about?" Meng Qingxue frowned, "This is a game, how can we release the water? Everything must be fair and just."

  An Miaomiao wondered: "This is not an important game. I mean, you refine some weakly toxic medicine, don't hurt Miss Ying too much."

  Meng Qingxue pursed her lips and squeezed her hands tightly: "It doesn't matter whether it is important or not, but this is the game."

  An Miaomiao sighed, almost suffocated to death.

  She discovered that she really could not communicate with Meng Qingxue.

  Why is it so straightforward and don’t know how to work around?

  On the stage, the elder of Danmeng frowned and said in a low voice: "Miss Ying, it's really impossible. You can quit halfway."

  The ancient medical profession has held many such events, and it is not that there have been no lives in the past.

  Ling Zijin is a member of Danmeng, which is still under development and has a boundless future.

  The Danmeng cannot lose a genius who will definitely become a top alchemist in the future.

  Ying Ziyan nodded: "I have a sense of measure."

  The great elder was still uneasy, watching from the sidelines.

  The medicinal materials are on the table for both parties to choose from.

  Meng Qingxue coughed a few times: "Miss Ying, you go first, do you really need Xueyu ginseng?"

  嬴子衿 turned his head.

  Meng Qingxue said again: "I won, and I can give it to you."

  Healthy body is given by parents, there is no way to compare.

  But refining medicine is indeed comparable.

  She still has talents that can be compared to Ying Zijin.

  Ying Zijin did not return. After choosing the medicinal materials, he walked to the left side of the stove and sat cross-legged.

  The medicinal materials she chose were also seen by ancient doctors.

  These medicinal materials can only refine a kind of poison, Huajin Pill.

  After taking it, the inner strength will be blocked for a period of time.

  Meng Qingxue also began to choose medicinal materials.

  The Great Elder frowned, and quickly judged the poison Meng Qingxue was going to refine based on the medicinal materials.

  Duanmai Dan.

  This poison is very dangerous.

  For Ying Zijin's current strength, it is not easy to understand.

   Both sides need to refine three medicines.

  A poison, the antidote to the poison, and the antidote to the other side’s poison.

   Watching attentively off the field.

In the middle of   , many people found something wrong.

   "Brother Fu, it's not good!" An Ling patted Fushen's shoulder fiercely, her eyes widened slightly, "Qingxue did not practice Broken Mai Pill, but Broken Mai Pill."

  The two medicines use the same medicinal materials, but the grams of medicinal materials are different.

  But the latter is more toxic than the former, fifty times stronger.

Once   crushed Maidan is taken, the limbs will be painful within one minute.

  Three minutes later, the pain spread to the heart and lungs.

  If there is no cure in five minutes, the heart pulse is broken.

  Of course, Broken Maidan is not absolutely insoluble, nor is it a very advanced poison.

  For the older generation of ancient medicine, it is easy to detoxify, after all, they have been studying in the field of ancient medicine for a long time, and it is not comparable to the younger generation.

  But for the younger generation, the broken pulse pill is inexplicable.

  Genius is as sinking as he is, and he doesn’t know the antidote for broken pulse pills.

   "Master Fu, this game can't be stopped." An Ling looked at Fu Yunshen again, "The game has no eyes, what can I do?"

   Fu Yunshen's eyes deepened, and his voice was cold: "There are indeed no eyes on the playing field."

  Other ancient doctors whispered.

   "Smashed Pulse Pill, I remember that neither the Pill League nor the elders could refine this pill's antidote."

   "In this way, Miss Qingxue's medical skills have indeed grown a lot."

   "Ms. Ziying is a genius, but after all, the time for refining medicine is too short. I don't know if she has heard of it."

Elder    also found out, frowned: "Fourth old, what should I do?"

  The game started, and they couldn't intervene.

  Who knew Meng Qingxue was really serious?

  Only Ying Zijin sat in front of the medicine stove, calmly and unmoved.

  It's just that her hand turned a corner.

  Originally, she was going to pick up a small blue flower on the side. First, she picked up a green blade of grass, slowly crushed it with her hands, and put it into the medicine furnace.

   Her action also attracted the attention of ancient doctors.

   Those who can be invited to participate in winter hunting are all the best of the three top ancient medical families, and naturally they can see the difference.

  An Ling twisted her eyebrows: "Brother Fu, did she put the order of the medicinal materials in the wrong order? I remember it should be the orchids first, and then the green star grass. Why did she reverse this?"

  To refine the pill, the order of the medicinal materials is very important.

  If it is reversed, the embryos of the pill may not be able to form.

   Fu Shen also stared.

   Although he is puzzled, he believes that with Ying Zijin’s ability, it is impossible to change the order of the medicinal materials casually: "It should be a new poison."

  Speaking, he suddenly realized a problem, his expression changed slightly.

  He knows that Yingzijin is very good, so he is not worried.

  But An Ling and An Miaomiao are unclear, so they are justified in anxiety.

  Kimeng Qingxue also didn't know, but as soon as he came up, he refined the poison that was incurable to him.

  嬴子衿 does not show much, so in the eyes of others, among the younger generation, Yingzizhen is indeed far from the level of depression, Meng Qingxue, and An Miaomiao.

  Even the broken pulse pills, it should be difficult for her.

  Meng Qingxue even refined the broken pulse pill.

  If Ying Zizhen is really the level of medical skills she has shown, this pill does not say that it will kill her, it will hurt her body for sure.

  Fuck and look slightly sinking.

  Time passed by minute by second, and the fragrance of medicine became stronger and stronger.

   "Time is up--" Finally, the elder stood up, "The two sides left the antidote and handed in the poison."

  Meng Qingxue wiped her sweat, her face was pale, and she handed the poison to the guard on the side.

  The **** sent to the hands of the elder.

   "This is Broken Pulse Pill, this is—" The Great Elder was a little bit troubled.

  嬴子衿 changed the order of the medicinal materials, who knows if this is still Huajin Dan?

  Meng Qingxue just looked at the girl: "Miss Ying, are you coming first or me first?"

  Of course, she won’t let Yingzijin have anything to do. She has the antidote on her hands, and taking it in time will not hurt her body.

  She just wanted to prove that she can be better than Yingzijin.

  Especially Fu Yunshen is right below.

   Ying Ziying lightly: "It doesn't matter."

   Before the elder had time to stop, the girl had already taken the broken pulse pill.

  After taking the antidote, she took the broken pulse pill again.

  Everyone present became nervous and stared at the girl closely.

  The great elder did not dare to breathe.

  If there is any adverse reaction in Yingzijin, Danmeng will treat him immediately.

  One second or two seconds... After waiting for a full minute, Ying Zijin still had no response.

  She also yawned, a little sleepy.

  There was silence down the field.

  "……"

  As we all know, the antidote is always more difficult to refine than the poison itself.

  The ancient medical profession has also paid attention to the poisoners on the NOK forum rankings, so they also know that many poisonists have created new poisons before they start detoxification.

  Some strange poisons in the world, that is, even the poison pharmacist himself cannot find the antidote.

  But now, Ying Zijin had eaten the Broken Mai Pill refined by Meng Qingxue, not to mention her heart was broken, she didn't even react at all.

   Does this prove that her medical skills are not weaker than Meng Qingxue? !

  An Ling stunned and turned his head: "Brother Fu, it turns out that what you said is true."

  Fu Shen rolled his eyes: "Nonsense."

  Meng Qingxue pursed her lips.

   Broken Maidan was solved?

How is this possible?

  She looked down the stage subconsciously, her heart violently pumped, and it hurt like a needle.

The elder    also breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Meng Qingxue: "Miss Qingxue, it's you."

  Although Meng Qingxue's health is not good, the owner of Meng Qingxue really doesn't believe it. A budding pharmacist can hardly stop Meng Qingxue.

  Unfortunately, I didn’t really poison Yingziying.

  Meng Patriarch looked at the girl with thoughtful eyes.

  Meng Qingxue first ate the antidote she made, and then took the poison refined by Ying Zijin from the guard, and swallowed it in front of everyone.

  　Continue tomorrow~

  (End of this chapter)