Chapter 632: Can't wait

In the blink of an eye, Qian Yue wrote his prescription with great confidence.

Seeing this, the third uncle of the Qian family had a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and then he turned his head to look at Xuan Yan, and found that Xuan Yan was also looking at him, so he nodded at Xuan Yan quietly.

Not only did the second uncle of the Qian family do something to these two sheep, but the third uncle of the Qian family was the same, poisoning these two sheep!

Looking at Qian Yue's appearance, he obviously didn't notice this, and he was complacent that he had won.

"Grandma, I have already written a prescription for the witchcraft of these two sheep. Qian Yue learned to be smart this time, he didn't rush to hit Qian Jia again, but took the lead in saying to his grandmother.

As he spoke, he also handed the prescription he had written to his grandmother.

But Grandma didn't take it at all, she waved her hand and instructed a person next to her: "Take Qian Yue's prescription and grab the medicine." ”

"Yes, Grandma. The person next to him answered, and was about to take the prescription from Qian Yue's hand.

But Qian Yue was reluctant to give the prescription to this person, he looked at his grandmother and asked, "Grandma, don't you want to read my prescription?"

"Does it matter if you don't see it? I don't care what medicine you use, I just look at the final effect, whether it can remove the witchcraft from this sheep!" said Grandma with a cold expression.

"Go grab the medicine!" After saying that, Grandma instructed the man next to her again.

"Yes!" the man said, taking the prescription from Qian Yue's hand, and then he went to the pharmacy of the Qian family in Zhejiang Province to grab the medicine.

When Qian Yue's prescription was already being prepared, Qian Jia was still performing the technique of "looking at the diagnosis", carefully observing the sheep in front of him.

On the sheep, Qian Jia did not let go of the particularity shown at this moment.

She soon discovered that the two sheep, in addition to their blood-red eyes and lack half of their senses, also had two other obvious diseases.

One is their hooves, and the hooves and feet of the two sheep are black and ready to fester.

The second was on their necks, where there was a blood-red dot, as if something had penetrated their spine.

Qian Jia continued to look intently, and saw that the two sheep were restless, they kept twisting their bodies, the writhing amplitude was very large, very unnatural, and they looked as if they were deliberately manipulated by something.

In addition, the two sheep are constantly rubbing their hooves and feet, and occasionally stomping their hooves on the ground hard, making a thumping sound.

Qian Jia nodded silently, and picked up the pen and wrote on the paper.

It's just that what she wrote down was not a prescription, but a whole three prescriptions!

"Qian Jia, have you written it, why is it so slow, I can't wait. Seeing Qian Jia constantly writing down the prescription on the paper, Qian Yue couldn't wait to say.

Qian Jia didn't raise his head, so he didn't choose to pay attention to Qian Yue at all.

"Qian Yue, shut up for me, don't disturb Qian Jia!" but Grandma couldn't help but reprimand.

Qian Yue closed his mouth stupidly, but muttered in a low voice: "It's just a simple little witchcraft, it took so long, if this is some kind of powerful witchcraft, if you want to get rid of it, wouldn't you be waiting for death?"

"Hmph, I just said that time is life, and now I'm starting to stall here again. Qian Yue snorted coldly in his heart.

Qian Jia still ignored him, and after she finished writing the three prescriptions, she looked at the three prescriptions and thought about it intently.

These three prescriptions can treat the three symptoms of sheep respectively, but Qian Jia doesn't know if these three prescriptions will have a contrarian reaction, so she is looking at the prescription and thinking.

Using what he had learned, he compared all the herbs in the three prescriptions, and Qian Jia began to revise and revise again.

There was a strong medicinal fragrance from the pharmacy, and Qian Yue's prescription had already been boiled at this time, but Qian Jia's prescription had not yet been completely determined.

"Grandma, I've got the medicine. The man who went to grab the medicine walked up to the grandmother with a bowl of medicinal soup.

"Well, put it down, wait for Qian Jia's prescription to be ready, and give it to the two sheep separately. Grandma nodded.

Qian Yue saw that his medicine was all boiled, but Qian Jia hadn't come up with a substantive prescription yet, and couldn't help but say: "Grandma, when do we have to wait, can't Qian Jia come up with a prescription, so we will keep waiting?"

"Otherwise?" Grandma looked at Qian Yue coldly.

Qian Yue was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "I want to ask Grandma, if my prescription and Qian Jia's prescription are both effective, and they can remove the witchcraft on the two sheep, how should the winner be determined?"

"What do you want to say?" Grandma's eyes became colder and colder as she looked at Qian Yue.

"What I want to say is, if that happens, will it be like the second link, with speed to determine the winner or loser?" Qian Yue asked.

Grandma didn't speak, because according to the rules, it was true—if the two people in the medical competition came up with a prescription that could cure the witchcraft on the sheep, then naturally whoever spent less time would be the winner of the competition.

"If the rules are like this, I think grandma can feed my prescription to the sheep first, so that I can win or lose faster, anyway, I have already won Qian Jia in terms of speed, as long as I can remove the sheep's witchcraft, then I don't have to wait, because no matter whether Qian Jia's prescription has an effect or not, I am the winner of this competition!" Qian Yue said confidently.

As his words spoke, everyone's eyes were focused on Grandma.

Grandma glanced at Qian Yue a little irritably, then at Qian Jia deeply, and finally nodded helplessly.

In front of everyone's eyes, she can't be too obvious, and she can't be too partial to Qian Jia.

"Uncle Li, please feed me medicine. Seeing that his grandmother nodded, Qian Yue smiled proudly and said to the person who grabbed the medicine.

The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Li turned his head to look at his grandmother, and saw that his grandmother even closed her eyes, as if she was closing her eyes to recuperate, sighed helplessly, picked up the medicine, and walked to one of the sheep.

With a wave of his arm, the sheep's mouth suddenly opened, and Uncle Li walked over the sheep and poured the prescription prepared by Qian Yue into the sheep's mouth.

As the medicine entered the throat, the sheep's blood-red eyes visibly returned to black and white.

The sheep that had been poured the potion gradually became docile.

"Baa-" A sheep cry came, which seemed to indicate that the witchcraft on this sheep had been completely solved by Qian Yue!

(End of chapter)