Chapter 682: Finding Trouble
After reacting, Ye Wen suddenly looked cold and said.
“Give me back the medicine, Tang San.”
Perhaps because he and Xiao Wu did not become sworn brothers and sisters, Tang San’s character at this time was not as low-key and reserved as in the original work. , on the contrary, he showed his sharpness and threw the bowl of medicine directly behind him.
At this time, I heard Tang San say, "Why should I give the medicine back to you? Will I give it back to you to continue harming others?
No matter how old you are, you have not become a disciple of an old doctor. Do you know what medicinal materials are and what treatment is? You are simply using this patient as your guinea pig.
If you really want to treat a person, just use your soul power to cleanse his internal organs and remove the disease. Why feed him some decoction? I am going to stop you now. sinister intentions. ”
Although there is no distinction between medicine and poison, in the previous life, Tang San, as a disciple of the Tang clan, could only make poison at most, but he never knew how to make medicine to treat diseases.
And in Tang San’s cognition Those who can treat people and prescribe medicine must be those who are at least thirty or forty years old. The Douluo native in front of me is not even ten years old, let alone a waste of inheritance. This is Dare to prescribe medicine to treat diseases? This is not treating others as guinea pigs!
I, the Messenger of Justice III, will never allow such evil deeds to be performed in front of me!
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At this moment, Ye Wen's eyes were dark and unclear. He had been avoiding this protagonist. Why did this thing have to cause trouble when he was doing his own business? Do you really think I didn't dare to kill you?
Well, Ye Wen really doesn’t dare to kill Tang San now.
After all, this guy's background is too tough. Not to mention the future Shura God, Tang Hao, who is now secretly hiding in a corner as a peeping tom, is not something Ye Wen can afford to offend.
But this does not mean that Ye Wen has nothing to do with Tang San.
Don’t you, Tang San, pride yourself on being pure and pure and morally unparalleled? Then I will kidnap you with morality!
At this time, Ye Wen put away the coldness in his eyes, first rearranged the patient and placed it on the bed, and then looked at Tang San with a pair of indifferent eyes.
"The method you mentioned is indeed feasible Tang San.
But have you ever thought about a question?"
Three years later, this was the first time Tang San faced him head-on. To Ye Wen, Ye Wen's eyes at this time actually reminded him of the extremely majestic elder in his previous life, and he couldn't help but subconsciously asked in fear.
“What’s the problem?”
As Ye Wen spoke, he took out a pack of new medicinal materials from the storage soul guide given by his caring grandmother, and began to clean and boil them skillfully.
"As a disciple of the master, you should know how many soul masters there are in Douluo Continent? And how small the probability is for a soul master to be born among the common people."
Ye Wen's words touched Tang San's pride. After all, Tang San admired Yu Xiaogang's theory and wisdom very much, so he puffed up his chest slightly and said.
"Of course I know that although there are no specific official statistics, the number of soul masters on Douluo Continent is definitely more than 100,000. As for the probability of a soul master being born among civilians, my teacher also has After a survey, only one person among hundreds of people may awaken the innate soul power."
Hearing this answer, Ye Wen didn't take it seriously, because it was also the answer he knew.
But to say that Yu Xiaogang had gone to investigate, Ye Wen didn't believe it. After all, it can be seen from the fact that he has not taught a single lesson about urine in Notting College for so many years. It can be seen how arrogant and lazy he is. people.
For example, the data he used to deceive Tang San about how many Bluesilver Grass spirit masters he had investigated was an ironclad proof.
Although Yu Xiaogang keeps saying that there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters, he actually understands in his heart that there are only useless martial spirits and no useless soul masters.
The extraordinary system of Douluo Continent is so unfair. Whether you can become a soul master is actually already determined in your blood. Only in rare cases can civilian soul masters learn from rubbish martial souls. A little bit of innate soul power can be awakened in the middle, and other than that, one can only rely on martial soul mutations with a smaller probability.
So how could Yu Xiaogang, who always wanted to recruit a genius to prove himself, to pay special attention to investigate this kind of useless martial spirit, knowing that the Blue Silver Grass Wuhun was recognized as a waste martial soul. It's just that he happened to see this record in a book.
It’s just that Ye Wen also admires Yu Xiaogang’s shamelessness. If it weren’t for his limited talent, he would tell lies with his eyes open and have a thick face and a dark heart. As long as his strength allows It may not be possible to achieve great things.
But back to the topic, after hearing Tang San's reply, Ye Wen asked with a trace of sarcasm on his lips.
"Then let me ask you again Tang San, how many of these soul masters who have finally become masters among a hundred people do you think are willing to sacrifice their bodies and use their soul power to heal the ordinary people in front of you? ?”
Hearing this, Tang San stiffened immediately.
Without much thinking, the answer already appeared in Tang San's mind.
Whether it is the past life or the present, the answer is no. How can the powerful men from above stoop down to touch and save the civilians in the mud.
Although there are such people, Tang San, who was a dead otaku in his previous life and crazily stole Tang Sect's technology, has only read about it in story books, so Tang San thinks that such people are unrealistic fantasies. .
Although Tang San really wanted to be this kind of person, it was because he was too majestic and beautiful.
However, in the future, he witnessed the filthy depravity of the aristocracy, and in the end he condoned the continuation of the aristocratic system, which shows how narrow his vision is.
It was obviously just a few short conversations, but at this moment Tang San was completely defeated by Ye Wen, his trembling body didn't know what to say.
But Ye Wen on the side continued talking to himself.
"It seems that you already have the answer in your mind.
But you are right, I am indeed experimenting on this patient."
Originally there are some The hesitant Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was about to ridicule and suppress Ye Wen, but Ye Wen said instead.
"But this is all what he promised himself. If I don't give him medicine, he will have no choice but to cope with the disease.
You also know that there are no healing soul masters nearby, let alone any doctors, and he And because he is poor and has weak bones, he will most likely die of illness in the end, so I gave him the opportunity to test the drug with me. < br>
This medicine is a cold decoction that I have repeatedly mixed to confirm that it is not dangerous. In the worst case, even if it cannot cure the disease, it will definitely not kill someone.
So you still have to drink it. Do you want to stop me? Tang San? "
After finishing what he was doing, Ye Wen looked at Tang San calmly.
Zhou Yu hit Huang Gai, one was willing to hit and the other was willing to suffer. What else could Tang San say?
You can't say that someone is seeking death, and he must forcefully save them.
(End of this chapter)