Yan Qi took the holy water and smelled it.
This smell made me even more frightened.
Because the concentration of this cup of holy water is many times thicker than the holy water of ordinary people, and it can be said to be extremely potent.
Although the holy water that the common people received has side effects after drinking it, they will not become addictive in a short period of time.
However, the concentration of Song Zhan's holy water is extraordinary. After drinking it, if you take it continuously in just a few days, you will definitely become addicted.
By then, he would have become an addict.
Absolutely terrible!
This must be Master Zhang’s conspiracy.
He wanted to use his addiction to holy water as a threat to slowly control Song Zhan and plot evil.
Yan Qi looked at Song Zhan, who looked pious, and struck: "If I said that the master you particularly admire is actually a liar, would you believe it?"
"Are you kidding me?"
Song Zhan shook his head like a rattle: "I am a master, how can I be a liar? I give people money, but they don't want it. How can a mortal achieve this level?"
He picked up the holy water, raised his head, and took another sip.
Yan Qi snatched the holy water away.
Song Zhan said: "Why, do you want holy water too?"
Yan Qidao: "Don't drink too much of this stuff, it's poisonous."
Song Zhan's face was full of disbelief: "You are not a doctor, how do you know it is poisonous? Holy water can cure my disease."
Yan Qi stared at Song Zhan and said word by word: "Holy water can indeed cure diseases, but it has extremely serious side effects."
Song Zhan's eyes widened: "You understand again?"
This old guy still doesn't believe me.
Yan Qi pouted: "Drinking the holy water will make you full of strength, high spirits, sleepless day and night, and even make you rejuvenated, seven times a night. Am I right?"
"Yes, that's right."
Song Zhan clapped his hands and applauded: "I really like this feeling. Hehe, you know that at my age, bed is a luxury, but after taking the holy water, I can survive."
Yan Qi hummed: "But once the effect of the holy water wears off, you will feel tired, listless, upset, grumpy, frequent urination, urgent urination, waist aches and back pain. You will even feel world-weary. , am I right?"
"this……"
Song Zhan was hit by Yan Qi's words and said blankly: "Yan Qi, Yan Qi, how come you know everything? Are you so amazing?"
Yan Qidao: "I also know that when you are grumpy and even world-weary, what you want to drink most is holy water. Am I right?"
"exactly!"
Song Zhan slapped his thigh: "I didn't expect that you actually described my feelings exactly. Whenever I feel irritable, I want to drink some holy water. I just hope that the more holy water the better."
Yan Qidao: "But have you ever thought that if this continues, you will be unable to live without the holy water. In time, you will become addicted and you will never be able to quit. Think about it, isn't it scary?"
"this……"
Song Zhan shuddered when he thought about it.
Snapped!
Yan Qi threw the holy water to the ground, and the holy water splashed everywhere.
"Hey, no, my holy water." Song Zhan looked at it with regret.
Yan Qidao: "Mr. Song, if you still want the Song family to be glorious, healthy and free from torture, then from now on, stop taking holy water immediately, and never accept the holy water given to you by Master Zhang again."
Song Zhan was startled: "Yan Qi, is it so serious?"
"Yes, it's very serious, quite serious."
Yan Qi stared at Song Zhan seriously: "You should know that I have never missed a conclusion. This time, I am very serious in warning you to cherish life and stay away from holy water. The rest depends on whether you believe me , I still believe in Master Zhang.”
Song Zhan didn't hesitate, slapped the table and gritted his teeth: "Of course I believe you. It doesn't matter if you don't drink this holy water. It will only cause back pain at most, and it won't kill anyone."
"now it's right."
Yan Qi gave a thumbs up to Song Zhan: "Mr. Song, you are decisive. No wonder you can become a wealthy man in Jinling. With this perseverance, who can match it?"
Song Zhan grinned: "It doesn't matter if your back hurts. Without the holy water, having sex can only become a luxury."
Yan Qi said: "You should treat your waist injury. After it's cured, take some big supplement pills and have sex once a week. It's not easy."
Song Zhan had a wry smile on his face: "The key is that it can't be cured. What those doctors say is all deceiving people."
Yan Qidao: "Since Jinling is so big, doesn't it mean there are no outstanding doctors?"
Song Zhan said: "There is a miracle doctor, and he is very famous. His name is known in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces."
"who?"
"Hua Wubing."
Yan Qi chuckled: "It's a good name, there's nothing wrong with it."
Di Renfeng on the side heard Hua Wubing's name, and her attention was attracted. She stopped reciting poems and rhymes, and said vividly: "Hua Wubing is very powerful. He can be called a master of rejuvenation and has extraordinary medical skills. However, he wrote a book called "Craniotomy" was quite controversial and aroused the ridicule of many doctors."
Yan Qi was surprised: "He also wrote "Craniotomy"? So avant-garde?"
An Tian responded: "Isn't it surprising? In fact, not only the doctors in Jiangsu and Zhejiang were against him, but even the imperial doctors in the capital also scorned Hua Wubing's "Craniotomy". This thing sounds like a bluff. No one believes it. Silly, Brother Yan, you probably won’t believe it either, right?”
"I...hehe."
Yan Qi smiled slightly and did not answer this question, but asked: "Everyone is so against Hua Wubing, does Hua Wubing still insist on opening the skull?"
An Tian nodded: "This old man is very weird. He insists that craniotomy can be performed, and lists many theories. However, no one understands these theories, and no one knows how he made them up."
Yan Qi nodded and asked Song Zhan: "Since Hua Wu is so sick, you should ask him to treat your back."
Song Zhan shook his head regretfully: "Five years ago, Hua Wubing washed his hands in the golden basin. He swore not to treat anyone, closed the door and thanked guests, and never went out. I would like him to treat me. Even if he offers me a gold mountain, he will not go out. I’m not tempted either, no matter what, no matter what.”
Yan Qi frowned: "This is strange, why did he wash his hands in the golden basin? There must be a reason."
Song Zhan said: "Because he cured people to death, and he was very upset. In a fit of anger, he vowed not to treat people again."
Yan Qidao: "Cure someone to death? His medical skills are so good. He should know whether he can be cured. How can he be upset? Is there something fishy in this?"
Song Zhan said: "There are rumors that a patient suffered from cold and fever. He was foaming at the mouth, convulsing and comatose, and was close to death. After Hua Wubing diagnosed the disease, he actually said that he could cure it. He prescribed a prescription and asked the patient's son to Go get some medicine.”
"As a result, the patient died after taking the medicine. The patient's family made a fuss about Hua Wubing and smashed Hua Wubing's home to pieces."
Yan Qidao: "Is there such a thing? What happens next? I feel strange that Hua Wubing recognizes him like this."
Song Zhan shook his head: "Hua Wubing was injured. He limped to the patient's home, found the medicine residue, smelled it, and said that the medicine was fake. The patient's son said that this medicine was bought at Tao's Pharmacy. How could it be fake? Tao's Pharmacy is the largest pharmacy in Jinling and has a very good reputation."
Yan Qi suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that the Tao family also runs a drug store. The Tao family's hands are quite deep."
