"Everyone, thank you for your hard work."
Seeing everyone appear, Tang Pingfan slowly opened his eyes and forced out a smile: "I'm interested too."
"Mr. Tang, time is running out. I am anxious to get back to the blood doctor tonight. If possible, I hope to carry out treatment now."
Ichiro Abe bowed slightly to Tang Pingfan: "A flower in my laboratory will bloom at eleven o'clock, and I need to rush back to record some data."
Before Tang Pingfan could say anything, Tang Shi'er smiled and said, "Mr. Abe, are you confident that my elder brother's poison will be cured?"
Secretary Jiang and others also looked at Ichiro Abe with sharp eyes.
They urgently need Tang Pingfan's improvement to appease their hearts.
"I have looked at the data for several days, as well as Mr. Tang's blood samples, and I believe that my golden potion can resolve it."
There was no emotion on Ichiro Abe's face. He opened the medicine box and took out a box. The box was opened and there were two syringes lying inside.
Inside the syringe, a golden liquid is sealed, as if it were gold.
"I have just developed a golden potion. It contains decades of hard work and is mixed with the serum of the Nianhua trio from China."
"You should know who the three Nianhua people are. Let's not talk about the grudges. They were accidentally poisoned by the blood corpse flower poison, but then they miraculously woke up."
"What does this mean? It means that they have antibodies in their bodies, and they have enough antibodies to fight against the hematoxin."
"I spent countless manpower and material resources to obtain their serum. After day and night research and demonstration, I finally formulated a golden potion that combines Chinese and Western medicine."
"One piece is worth no less than one billion."
"It can even work toxins from blood corpse flowers, not to mention the toxins on the Tang Sect Master."
Ichiro Abe looked very arrogant: "At least it can prevent his organs from failing."
Ye Fan was slightly surprised when he heard this. Isn't this old guy so smart? He could even obtain and study the serum of Nian Hua and the others?
It's just that this old man is still as arrogant as Yamamoto and the others. He doesn't believe that he has resolved the blood corpse flower toxin, but believes that Nianhua and the others have natural antibodies.
This made Ye Fan question the effect of the golden potion.
"Of course, if you don't believe me, I don't mind going back now."
At this moment, Ichiro Abe said indifferently: "After all, treating Mr. Tang involves risks."
He didn't look very good. A dozen of the Blood Medicine Sect's disciples died today, which filled him with anger.
"No, no, it's not that we don't trust Mr. Abe. You are the person invited by His Majesty the Prince. Of course we trust you."
Tang Shi'er laughed loudly: "I'm just in a trance and a little excited."
Ichiro Abe said indifferently: "I don't have much time."
Tang Shi'er waved his hand: "Okay, I will arrange for someone to test the potion immediately..."
Abe Ichiro's tone increased: "I don't have time."
Tang Pingfan glanced at Ye Fan, and then decisively ordered: "Let Mr. Abe treat..."
"clear!"
Tang Shi'er originally wanted to test Ichiro Abe's injection, but when he heard what Tang Pingfan said, he had to give up the idea.
He respectfully said to Ichiro Abe: "Mr. Abe, please!"
Ichiro Abe didn't talk nonsense. First, he asked someone to bring a box of silver needles and give Tang Pingfan acupuncture so that his body could withstand the impact of the medicine.
He placed the needle very quickly and his technique was skillful, which made Ye Fan and several Tangmen doctors nod secretly. He was worthy of being the medical sage of the Yang Kingdom, with proficiency in both Chinese and Western medicine.
After the acupuncture was completed, Ichiro Abe took out a gold potion.
Then, he unscrewed the front end of the seal, replaced a needle tip, and prepared to inject Tang Pingfan.
Ichiro Abe was about to put a needle on Tang Pingfan's wrist.
Ye Fan suddenly caught his instinct and shouted: "Stop!"
"Snapped--"
When Ye Fan yelled like this, not only everyone in the audience was shocked, but Ichiro Abe also shook his wrist.
The golden potion shattered into pieces with a snap, leaving the ground golden and the room full of fragrance.
Tang Shi'er and other Tang family nephews all looked at Ye Fan.
Zheng Qiankun and Abe Ichiro also stared at Ye Fan.
Tang Pingfan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Master Ye, I don't know what you mean?"
"Means nothing."
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "I just think that there is no need to waste one billion gold potions on Mr. Tang's little poison."
"I'm 90% sure that I can help Mr. Tang resolve this issue."
"I just didn't expect that Mr. Abe dropped the syringe with shaking hands, and ended up wasting the money."
"I did bad things with good intentions. I apologize to you and I will compensate Mr. Abe for his losses."
He also wanted to find any flaws in the broken gold potion, but after sniffing it, he found nothing unusual.
Moreover, he also discovered that this potion was indeed good for Tang Pingfan's body, at least it could delay the failure of his internal organs.
Ye Fan had an intuition that something was wrong, so he could only find an excuse to stall.
"Ignorant boy! Ignorant boy!"
Abe Ichiro stared at Mark with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to strangle him to death.
Zheng Qiankun also pulled Ye Fan with a gloomy look on his face, telling him not to talk too much to avoid Tang Pingfan's anger.
"Master Ye, I know that you have superb medical skills, but you are specialized in the art. I have toxins in my body, so I am more willing to believe in Mr. Abe's results."
Tang Pingfan withdrew his eyes from Ye Fan, and then smiled kindly at Abe Ichiro:
"Mr. Abe, I'm sorry. Young man is ignorant and has caused trouble for you."
"This golden potion still counts on me."
"I have absolute trust in you and the prince."
Ichiro Abe said nothing more, then opened the second golden potion and injected it into Tang Pingfan with a quick movement.
During the whole process, he said nothing and looked gloomy, as if he was very unhappy and angry.
After injecting the golden potion, Tang Pingfan's pain was mostly relieved in an instant, his haggardness and aging gradually disappeared, and his cheeks gained a touch of rosiness.
The deep-set eyes have regained their former sharpness.
Radiant.
Tang Shi'er and the others were shocked.
Ye Fan also squinted his eyes slightly. It seems that the golden potion is really effective. Ichiro Abe has been studying it for more than thirty years.
Tang Shi'er hurriedly called the Tangmen doctor to check.
After some instrument testing, it was found that Tang Pingfan's health was 80% better and the toxins had disappeared, but his body was still a little weak.
This injection brought Tang Pingfan back from the gate of hell.
"Hahaha, the golden potion is really amazing."
After a while, Tang Pingfan gained strength, sat up from the bed, and smiled at Ichiro Abe:
"Mr. Abe, you are indeed the medical sage of the Yang Kingdom. After this injection of medicine, I feel that my whole body has regained strength and vitality."
"Death has become far away."
"I must thank you very much and thank Prince Jinggong."
"Secretary Jiang, give Mr. Abe three billion. This is not a medical fee. This is a little bit of my love for the laboratory."
Tang Pingfan was wealthy and wealthy.
"Thank you, Master Tang!"
Abe Ichiro nodded indifferently, and then turned around and went out with his two apprentices.
Before disappearing, he glanced at Mark with a cold look.
Secretary Jiang quickly followed to give them a ride.
Ye Fan took another step forward and wiped the syringe with his finger. There was liquid residue from the second gold potion on it.
He sniffed it again and found that the ingredients inside were almost the same as the first one, but there seemed to be a different medicine...
