Chapter Twenty-Eight: Where Did the Miracle Medicine Come From?
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"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mazar's disciple." The Archbishop of the North said with a smile: "These days, she has done a lot of medical experiments, and I am very satisfied. ”
"Mazar's disciple?" A bishop wearing a silver crown snorted coldly: "Magyars are only proficient in some anatomy, what kind of medical skills do they know?" ”
The other bishop laughed and said, "In any case, Mazar still has some strength in the past, and his disciples should also have some outstanding points. ”
The other bishop also smiled and said lightly: "In any case, it is good to have one more man. ”
As soon as these people spoke, Song Nian's heart relaxed a little.
It's like a stone finally hitting the ground, but it's no longer so uncomfortable.
She said lightly: "You can look down on me, but you shouldn't look down on Teacher Magyar, my teacher is proficient in dissection and has an understanding of corpses, which no one in this world can match." ”
The cold image deliberately created by Song Nian really made the faces of these bishops change slightly.
The Western archbishop with a silver crown on his head, although his face was covered, his sharp voice still made Song Nian's bones numb: "Ho ho, I just like your temper." Mazar's knowledge of death is unmatched in the world? What about you? ”
Song Nian said lightly: "I don't dare to compare with Teacher Mazar, of course, since the teacher's death, my understanding of death has been unmatched." ”
"Oh, why is that?" The Western Archbishop stared at Song Nian with interest.
Song Nian said lightly: "Because after I dissected Teacher Mazar, I naturally understood many of his secrets. ”
These words suddenly silenced the tent.
Song Nian laughed secretly in his heart, isn't it just bragging, who wouldn't know it? Anyway, bragging and not paying taxes.
As for the dissection of Mazar, Song Nian was still very regretful, after all, she was in the desert at that time, and there was not so much spare time for her to dissect by herself.
It's a pity, it's a
"Hey, hey, hey......" The other Oriental Archbishop sneered, "It is worthy of the land of Magyar, and like he was back then, he dissected his own teacher with his own hands." ”
No way...... Song Nian didn't expect that Mazar really had such a big news back then.
But having come to this point, she could only sneer twice, and said stubbornly: "Perhaps, this is the fate of our vein." ”
The Archbishop of the East laughed a few times, but did not continue to talk about the topic.
It was the southern archbishop wearing a red crown who smiled and said, "Indeed...... In the past, it was difficult for you to have the opportunity to dissect this lineage, and your teacher's body was the best inheritance instrument......"
Song Nian's scalp was numb, and then, he heard something that made his scalp tingle.
"By the way, you, do you have land, can you have inheritance?"
Song Nian subconsciously said: "Some ......"
I want to pump myself twice when I say let.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mazar's disciple." The Archbishop of the North said with a smile: "These days, she has done a lot of medical experiments, and I am very satisfied. ”
"Mazar's disciple?" A bishop wearing a silver crown snorted coldly: "Magyars are only proficient in some anatomy, what kind of medical skills do they know?" ”
The other bishop laughed and said, "In any case, Mazar still has some strength in the past, and his disciples should also have some outstanding points. ”
The other bishop also smiled and said lightly: "In any case, it is good to have one more man. ”
As soon as these people spoke, Song Nian's heart relaxed a little.
It's like a stone finally hitting the ground, but it's no longer so uncomfortable.
She said lightly: "You can look down on me, but you shouldn't look down on Teacher Magyar, my teacher is proficient in dissection and has an understanding of corpses, which no one in this world can match." ”
The cold image deliberately created by Song Nian really made the faces of these bishops change slightly.
The Western archbishop with a silver crown on his head, although his face was covered, his sharp voice still made Song Nian's bones numb: "Ho ho, I just like your temper." Mazar's knowledge of death is unmatched in the world? What about you? ”
Song Nian said lightly: "I don't dare to compare with Teacher Mazar, of course, since the teacher's death, my understanding of death has been unmatched." ”
"Oh, why is that?" The Western Archbishop stared at Song Nian with interest.
Song Nian said lightly: "Because after I dissected Teacher Mazar, I naturally understood many of his secrets. ”
These words suddenly silenced the tent.
Song Nian laughed secretly in his heart, isn't it just bragging, who wouldn't know it? Anyway, bragging and not paying taxes.
As for the dissection of Mazar, Song Nian was still very regretful, after all, she was in the desert at that time, and there was not so much spare time for her to dissect by herself.
It's a pity, it's a
"Hey, hey, hey......" The other Oriental Archbishop sneered, "It is worthy of the land of Magyar, and like he was back then, he dissected his own teacher with his own hands." ”
No way...... Song Nian didn't expect that Mazar really had such a big news back then.
But having come to this point, she could only sneer twice, and said stubbornly: "Perhaps, this is the fate of our vein." ”
The Archbishop of the East laughed a few times, but did not continue to talk about the topic.
It was the southern archbishop wearing a red crown who smiled and said, "Indeed...... In the past, it was difficult for you to have the opportunity to dissect this lineage, and your teacher's body was the best inheritance instrument......"
Song Nian's scalp was numb, and then, he heard something that made his scalp tingle.
"By the way, you, do you have land, can you have inheritance?"
Song Nian subconsciously said: "Some ......"
I want to pump myself twice when I say let.
As for the dissection of Mazar, Song Nian was still very regretful, after all, she was in the desert at that time, and there was not so much spare time for her to dissect by herself.
It's a pity, it's a
"Hey, hey, hey......" The other Oriental Archbishop sneered, "It is worthy of the land of Magyar, and like he was back then, he dissected his own teacher with his own hands." ”
No way...... Song Nian didn't expect that Mazar really had such a big news back then.
But having come to this point, she could only sneer twice, and said stubbornly: "Perhaps, this is the fate of our vein." ”
The Archbishop of the East laughed a few times, but did not continue to talk about the topic.
It was the southern archbishop wearing a red crown who smiled and said, "Indeed...... In the past, it was difficult for you to have the opportunity to dissect this lineage, and your teacher's body was the best inheritance instrument......"
Song Nian's scalp was numb, and then, he heard something that made his scalp tingle.
"By the way, you, do you have land, can you have inheritance?"
Song Nian subconsciously said: "Some ......"
I want to pump myself twice when I say let.