"Okay, if you don't even want to try, forget it, goodbye!"

Qu Fan knew that Tan Zongming wanted to bargain with him, so he didn't give him this chance directly.

He got up and left, when Qu Fan walked to the door.

Tan Zongming couldn't help it, and stretched out his hand to stop Qu Fan: "Slow, I want to try." ”

"Okay, where can I test the medicine?"

The corners of Qu Fan's mouth showed a triumphant smile.

"The Third Spiritual Academy of the Demon Capital, I am friends with the dean there, I will go in person, he will not refuse."

Tan Zongming immediately put on his clothes and said, "Let's go now......"

"Can ......"

……

Half an hour later......

On the way, they poured out fifteen pills and hid them in the car, and the two of them went to the office of the director of the psychiatric hospital together.

"Mr. Tan, what kind of wind blew you here?"

As soon as Director Jin of the psychiatric hospital saw the two of them, he immediately got up and greeted them.

"Don't be polite, I want to ask Dean Jin for a favor, I don't know if Dean Jin is willing to help."

"Help, definitely help, Mr. Tan, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

Dean Jin is just the director of a slightly famous psychiatric hospital, where can he compare his status with Tan Zongming, he didn't even think about it.

"Mr. Qu, come on."

"That's right, he doesn't believe that my panacea psychosis works wonders, but he needs a drug to treat psychosis, and he doesn't want to believe it completely, so he wants you to find a mental patient to verify whether my medicine is useful."

"Ah, it's not impossible, but if something happens, I'm responsible, and it's very difficult for me to do it!"

Dean Jin said with embarrassment.

"Haha, I am responsible for my own people, and I don't need you, besides, if it is not difficult, why did I come to you, Dean Jin? It's up to you to make me owe you a favor. ”

Tan Zongming said with a smile.

"Well, I'll find a patient who may die at any moment, where did you get this medicine? If the medicine is as good as its name, it couldn't be better. ”

"I'll know if I try it, I'm still very confident in my medicine."

In this way, Qu Fan and Tan Zongming said that Dean Jin came to the ward of a severely mentally ill patient.

"It's this patient, it's very dangerous, and my favorite thing is paper-cutting."

Dean Jin said.

"Oh? Decoupage? Psychopathy also has this skill. ”

Qu Fan couldn't help but be stunned, thinking it was the traditional skill.

I took a closer look, but I opened my eyes, it turned out that paper-cutting is just a random paper cut all over the room!

Good guy, you don't need to verify whether this person is really mentally ill, who can do this thing in a normal person!

"How?"

Tan Zongming looked at Qu Fan and asked.

"Don't worry, within six hours, she will be exactly like an ordinary person."

After speaking, Qu Fan handed over the medicine to the medical staff and asked the paper-cutting girl to swallow the medicine.

"Hmmm......"

I saw that the medicine had just entered the stomach, and the paper-cutting girl was a spirit, and then threw away the paper in her hand and looked up at Qu Fan and them.

"Who are you?"

"Does it really work?"

The dean and several medical staff looked at each other and hurriedly tested.

"Xiaohong, what is three plus two?"

"Why are you asking me such a childish question?"

The question of the medical staff immediately ushered in a big white eye from the paper-cutting woman.

"Huh?"

Dean Jin couldn't help but be overjoyed.

If Xiaohong answers a number, even if the answer is the correct answer five, then it can only mean that Xiaohong's mental illness has not yet recovered.

This is the only answer that a normal person would answer.

"You dodge ......"

Push the paramedic away.

Dean Jin decided to go into battle in person and said, "Xiaohong, what is one hundred and twenty times one hundred and twenty?" ”

"Forehead ......"

Xiaohong pondered for a second before saying, "Fourteen thousand four hundred." ”

"Yes, what's your name?"

"Zhang Hong, what's wrong, who are you, why are you asking me these questions, I feel like I'm a psychopath."

Xiaohong, a mentally ill patient, gave Dean Jin a big roll of his eyes.

"It's normal, it's normal."

Dean Jin smiled at Tan Zongming, and immediately grabbed Qu Fan's hand.

"Little brother, which pharmaceutical company invented your medicine? You name it, and I'll let psychiatric hospitals across the country know about this miracle drug. ”

"No, no, no, it's not a miracle medicine, he's a miracle medicine in his own right."

"Yes, the creator of this medicine deserves to win a Nobel Prize."

"Hehe, I'm sorry to disappoint you, I got this medicine by accident, and there are only fifteen pills, one can make a person normal for six hours, and a total of ten pills can be cured."

"I see, can you lend me one and let me study this medicine? Maybe we can figure out what it's made of? When the time comes, it will be a great contribution to human society, and rest assured, I will name this medicine after you when the time comes. ”

"System, how long will it take him to develop this drug?"

Qu Fan secretly connected to the system in his heart.

"Host, please rest assured, with the current technology, he will not be able to study a clue for the rest of his life, and from the very beginning he will encounter a problem that he can't figure out even if he wants to break his head."

"Oh, that's still okay."

Qu Fan smiled politely, but he was really too lazy to care about these things, so he pointed at Tan Zongming and said: "You have to ask Mr. Tan, I have already sold this medicine to Mr. Tan, how much he is willing to give, that is his business." ”

"Mr. Tan?"

Dean Jin looked at Tan Zongming with a smile.

"Haha, I'm sorry, I bought it for a very important friend of mine, although he said that ten pills can be cured, but everyone's physique is different after all, so I can only give you one at most."

Qu Fan thought that Tan Zongming, the person who seemed to be the most decent in the play, would make any surprising moves, but he didn't expect this guy to be a sanctimonious hypocrite.

It is a matter of their own interests, and the style of hypocrites can be seen at a glance.

"Well, one should be enough for research."

Dean Jin couldn't afford to provoke Tan Zongming, so he nodded with a smile.

"Give him one......

"No problem, but I hope Mr. Tan remembers our agreement, I'll give you this medicine first, I believe Mr. Tan won't be untrustworthy, right?"

After calculating the time, it was necessary to go both ways, and Qu Fan handed the bottle containing thirteen pills to Tan Zongming.

Then he went home and quietly waited for Wei Wei to complete this task.

……

On the first day at home, Qu Fan received a message from the director of Daishan Welfare Institute.

Andy went to the welfare home again, and also gave Xiao Ming a pill, and now Xiao Ming has returned to normal.

"Hehe, the fish bites, and the last day is the time for me to close the net......"