247 Sensation on Weibo! Please ask the divine doctor to go out of the mountain [2 more]

The woman's eyes were instantly sharp, her breath was cold, and her voice sank: "Are you questioning me?" ”

As soon as she said this, Lance and Bessie's nerves tensed highly.

"It's not a question, it's a question of showing your ability, let us look at it." Ying Zijin shook his head, "This is a new type of poison that the Bewen family purchased from the Third Poison Master, and there is no antidote yet. ”

"But I believe that senior, as the world's number one poison expert, will definitely be able to solve it."

The middle-aged man was confused when he heard this, and couldn't help but lower his voice: "Miss, when did you ask that neuropathy to buy his new poison?" ”

Rita stomped on him: "Shut your mouth." ”

The woman looked at the piece of snack in the bottle and sneered: "Since the Bewen family is so insincere, then this cooperation will be over." ”

She didn't want to be calm, she turned around and walked out.

But a hand, with lightning speed, instantly clasped her shoulder.

Rita was about to stop it, but when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but be shocked.

As we all know, poisoners are full of poison all over their bodies, even the poison master who is ranked twentieth.

If you touch them without their consent, you will be poisoned immediately.

This is the number one poisoner.

If you touch her, your death will be light in an instant.

Unless, it's fake!

Rita's pupils shrank, and she screamed: "Come on, take it!" ”

At this command, all the people hiding in the shadows came out and quickly surrounded the woman.

But before they could step forward, the woman's body suddenly twitched.

She tilted her head and fell to the ground.

"What's that?" Rita stepped forward with a cold face, "Still pretending to be dead?" ”

"Don't go over." Ying Zijin raised his hand and stopped her, "It's poisonous." ”

"What?"

Rita was stunned for a moment, and when she looked over again, her expression changed drastically.

I saw that the body of the woman on the ground gradually sunk in, that is, in half a minute, it turned into a white bone.

Even the bones began to appear black.

In just a few seconds, the poison eroded all the internal organs and skin of the woman, breaking down all the cells, which was extremely terrifying.

Even if he is not the No. 1 Poison Potion Master, this level of poison is enough to rank among the top ten in the world.

It's not just poison makers who have a leaderboard, but poisons as well.

The world's top ten poisons are all strictly guarded in one place and are not allowed to be released.

The world's number one poison is comparable to those ancient viruses left behind billions of years ago beneath the ice in Antarctica.

A minute can destroy the world.

Ying Zijin took out another bottle from his pocket and raised his hand to pour the powder inside.

Rita was still wary: "What is this?" ”

"Bought from the neuropathy to get the antidote." Ying Zijin finished, "It should be able to touch it, but you can't detect anything." ”

Rita's eyes changed again and again: "No matter, bring it back first, no matter what, the poison pharmacist must have made a move." ”

As she spoke, she took out her phone: "Let me post in the forum." ”

Like Nishizawa Laurent, Rita, who is the eldest lady of the Bevin family, knows most of it.

Her account level is S-level.

After all, there are only a few SS-level accounts in the entire forum.

She finished her post angrily: "I was so naΓ―ve. ”

Ying Zijin glanced at her and bowed slightly: "At your age, it's normal to be naΓ―ve." ”

"Can you stop hitting people?" Rita gritted her teeth, "I have to go back to O Island first, and we'll get in touch when we're free." ”

Ying Zijin didn't say anything, she wiped her hands and left the abandoned villa.

**

Following.

Imperial capital.

The Mu family.

Mu Weifeng sat on a stone bench in the garden, holding a brush in his right hand, dipped it in ink, and began to write.

His handwriting is very good-looking, the pen walks the dragon, enters the wood for three points, and the atmosphere is fully displayed.

Mu Weifeng wrote very smoothly in front of him, but when he wrote the last word, his hand shook.

Then, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, dripping on the rice paper.

Shocking.

Mu Weifeng's expression was still calm, he rubbed the rice paper, threw it into the trash, and picked up the mobile phone that was ringing on the side.

"Grandpa Sheng." As soon as he said a salutation, he coughed violently.

With a cough, another mouthful of blood spilled out.

Even across the phone, Sheng Qingtang on the other end heard the problem, and his face changed: "Are you sicker?" ”

"Okay." Mu Weifeng wiped the blood from his lips and smiled bitterly, "At least I won't die now." ”

"You, you, you!" Sheng Qingtang was so anxious, "Why didn't you tell me?" ”

In fact, he had the idea of accepting apprentices, and it was Mu Weifeng.

At that time, he also served as the president of the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association and lived in the imperial capital.

It was at a calligraphy exhibition that he met Mu Weifeng.

Among the younger generation, he has seen only Mu Weifeng's words, except for Ying Zijin.

But Mu Weifeng rejected his apprentice Qingqiu on the grounds that he was too poor, but their relationship was still very good.

He talked to Mu Weifeng every week, and went to the imperial capital once a month, but he didn't see anything wrong with Mu Weifeng.

Sheng Qingtang also thought that Mu Weifeng's illness had already been cured.

Unexpectedly, it became more and more serious year by year.

Mu Weifeng is only twenty years old this year, but he has such a body.

"I know my body." Mu Weifeng didn't say anything, he smiled. "Grandpa Sheng, I was still writing to you just now, and I was going to send it to you, but I was accidentally destroyed."

"When is it and you're still thinking about writing?" Sheng Qingtang was even more furious, "It's not worrying like my bald son, you wait, I know a miracle doctor, she will definitely be able to help you heal." ”

Mu Weifeng was stunned for a moment, and before he could say anything, over there, Sheng Qingtang had already hung up the phone.

He sighed and shook his head.

He has seen quite a few doctors, and the dreamer has also been there.

But he couldn't invite a member of the Dream Family's lineage, so he never recovered from his illness.

His desire for power is not so great, and he doesn't want to inherit the Mu family, but he just hopes that as an heir, he can invite the descendants of the Dream family to help him heal.

After all, he has a younger sister to take care of.

It's a pity that the miracle doctor is so easy to find.

After Mu Weifeng took a pill, he continued to write.

**

The other side.

When Ying Zijin received Sheng Qingtang's call, she was brushing the questions sent to her by Professor Zuo Li.

"Little Divine Doctor, I have a reluctant request." Sheng Qingtang got straight to the point, "I have an apprentice who is not an apprentice, he has a very serious illness, he was brought out of the mother's womb, and it has become more and more serious over the years, can you please help him take a look?" ”

Without waiting for Ying Zijin to answer, he hurriedly said: "Everything depends on you, I don't force it." ”

Ying Zijin's hand paused slightly: "Other doctors can't check it out?" ”

"yes." Sheng Qingtang sighed, very worried, and very uncomfortable, "You said that his family is not small, why can't he cure his disease?" ”

Ying Zijin thought for a moment: "Can he come to Shanghai?" ”

"Yes, you can." Sheng Qingtang was pleasantly surprised, "I'll call him here, little divine doctor, whatever you want, I can send it to you." ”

"We'll see when the time comes." Ying Zijin kept pointing at the topic, faintly, "I also look at the fate of the doctor." ”

"By the way, little divine doctor, there is an international exhibition of calligraphy and painting, and I sent the pair of words you wrote to me for exhibition." Sheng Qingtang said again, "It's definitely true to take the first place." ”

Hearing this, Ying Zijin became a little interested: "Is it rich or delicious?" ”

Sheng Qingtang was stunned for a long time before he said: "That doesn't seem to be there, but little divine doctor, your fame must be greatly grown!" ”

Then, he hung up the phone with indifference and indifference.

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**

In addition to high schools, the events to be held by the ISC have gradually spread on the Internet.

There are many competitions at the international level, especially in sports.

But this is the first time that such a large-scale academic competition has been held.

Huaguo, a total of six places directly through to the international competition.

There is one in Qingzhi Middle School, two in the High School Affiliated to Imperial Capital University, and the remaining three are from the other three high schools.

These six candidates, after being determined, will be directly announced on the official website of Huaguo Science.

Many people who follow the ISC went to see it, and after reading it, they returned to Weibo and discussed it excitedly.

[These six people can go straight to the international competition, should they represent China at that time? ] 】

[I searched for one of them, it's really amazing, I'm only 17 years old, and I've won a lot of awards, and the hero is a teenager. 】

[No, no, no, not all of them are amazing, I have an impression of the other five, one has won three gold medals in IMO, IOI, and IChO, one has won the qualification of the world's second-ranked university, and the other three have also won many awards, but who is Ying Zijin? Have you won any academic awards? Why is it put together with their names? 】

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