Chapter 43: Joining the Medicine Pavilion 3

The invigilator found that she was extremely calm in handing over the prescription, not at all like a novice pharmacist, nervous and stumbling, for fear that she would write the wrong prescription, most of the time her face was still accompanied by panic, and even more, the two sides kept holding tightly, as if begging God to let her pass quickly.

Of course, there are also some super-talented children who are not at all nervous when they take the Yellow Order Pharmacist License.

For example, the black-robed girl in front of him.

A huge robe covers the entire head, and a mysterious mask is worn.

Just from the movements, she was not nervous at all.

Very confident.

The invigilator took a look at the prescription and knew that this girl must have studied medicine and pharmacology somewhere, and she was quite proficient.

When the people went down to grab the medicine, the invigilator led Qin Qian to the inner room.

Pretending to be casual asked.

"Have you studied pharmacology before, have you ever been an apprentice to a pharmacist?"

"No, I just taught myself some pharmacology." Qin Qiandao.

This answer is really a little inky on the chest, don't be in a hurry, young and promising.

I just don't know how old I am.

I'm still very young to hear the voice.

However, many women are over 100 years old, and if they are properly cultivated, their voices and bodies look like girls.

The invigilator didn't ask much, and he would know when he looked at the face under the mask.

As early as the first round of testing of the girl, her pharmacist license was ready.

Whoever let the brilliance emitted by the girl in the first level let the medicine pavilion know that the big waves are sweeping the sand, maybe they have found a shining gold today!

Usually this kind of work is the responsibility of ordinary staff, but today, Shi Zhengrong, a pharmacist at the ground level, personally took the pharmacist card and handed it to the black-robed girl with both hands.

"This is your pharmacist's license, please keep it."

"Thank you, Monitor."

Qin Qian looked down at the pharmacist's license, a black card, made of special Mithril, with an inscription engraved by the inscription master inside, and then a special magic circle blessing, which can record new data at any time.

On it is written the name of the bronzing [Nanjing Su], and next to it are four small characters: Yellow Order Pharmacist.

Shi Zhengrong saw the black-robed girl playing with the pharmacist card lovingly, and finally felt a little relieved in her heart, this kind of curiosity is quite like a novice pharmacist.

Actual...... Qin Qian just hadn't seen much of the pharmacist's license, she had controlled the pharmacist tower for a hundred years, and she had long forgotten what the pharmacist's license looked like.

It seems that when he was a medicine venerable, he also had a certificate.

But at that time, with her identity, where did she still need to take this pharmacist card? What a drop.

Her white robe is a symbol!

Qin Qian thought that this was the end, but he was led to a window by the invigilator.

"Finally, please take off your mask, thank you."

"Do you have to take off the mask?" Qin Qian asked.

"Process."

Shi Zhengrong said with a kind smile: "In the future, if your pharmacist license is lost, you come back to handle it, how can the pharmacist identify you?" ”

“……”

That's right.

Qin Qian calmly took off the mask, and the face under the mask seemed to have experienced the most terrifying torture in the world.

It's like a broken avocado again.

There are burns everywhere and goosebumps for anyone who sees them!

Qin Qian saw that the invigilator was stunned, and he knew that he had gone too far, and he was afraid that he would scare the other party.

It seems that you still can't use the face of the god as a model.

It's like a ghost......

It's not worth your life to be scared to death!