Murong Ran was preparing herbal medicines and calculating the dosage to match them. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the guards and was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red!

"Someone is here to save the young master?"

This kind of thing happens every day. There are always some wise warlocks coming to the banker, saying that they can cure Zhuanglin, but none of them are useful.

Murong Ran didn't want to pay attention to this, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he told himself not to refine alchemy. What does this mean?

"What do you say, make it clear!"

Murong Ran's face was not very good-looking and snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the purpose of saving the young master, would I need to spend so much effort to refine the three-flavor pill? Tell me not to refine the pill, who said this!"

His tone was filled with anger instantly, and the guards were so scared that their faces turned pale and hesitated.

"Yes, it was the young doctor... he said, "The guard's Adam's apple slipped and subconsciously took two steps back. "He told the head of the family that he would not refine elixirs, but just wasting resources..."

"Bang!"

Murong Ran slapped the table with anger, "What did you say!"

"It's not what I said! It's not what I said!" the guard explained hurriedly, "It's what the doctor said... I'm just here to inform the master."

He smiled embarrassedly, "Because the doctor said that the three-flavor pill refined by the master will not only not be able to treat the young master, but will also make the young master's condition worse..."

The guard didn't have that many minds and directly said Su Han's words.

Murong Ran's face had turned blue and purple, and then it became even darker, and you could almost see smoke coming out of your nostrils!

Obviously he was so angry that he was about to explode!

"Nothing is true! Nonsense!"

Murong Ran roared angrily and swept all the medicinal materials on the table to the ground. The anger that soared into the sky scared the people around him and were silent one by one!

No one dared to speak, and he didn't even dare to make a sound.

"Hmph, what an arrogant doctor, I want to see what I am. Even I, Murong Ran, don't take it seriously!"

Murong Ran gritted his teeth, his face turned pale, and he took a big stance, and the anger emanated from his body was enough to burn the people around him!

"Who is so unsightly? How dare you say this to the master...Isn't this seeking death?"

"You dare to say that in this Netherworld City, who knows how to refine pills better than the master!"

...

The guards looked at each other in fear, and were stunned for a moment. Should we continue to refine these three flavor pills?

On the other side, Su Han followed Zhuang Fang and had already walked into Zhuang Lin's room.

Several maids were serving around, and the room was filled with the smell of medicinal herbs, mixed together, making people frown.

"Are you going to treat him as a medicine jar?"

Su Han glanced at it and frowned and said, "You use any medicine. It's nothing, you're almost cured to death."

Upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhuang Fang's face: "I have invited all the famous doctors in Kunlun, but they have not cured my son's illness. There are so many people who handle it, so I can't do anything about it."

Su Han glanced at Zhuang and asked all the famous doctors?

Although his father sacrificed all his talents to save his mother back then, his medical skills are still OK. Have he found his master and Taoist?

This is obviously impossible, Su Han knows it very well.

Su Yang himself does not have much favorable feelings for these major forces and will not easily help them save people.

"You are very lucky to meet me." Su Han's tone was full of arrogance, and he was not as humble as before, as if he was the most powerful miracle doctor in Kunlun, unparalleled!

In fact, this is true. Even the current old Taoist and Su Yang are definitely not as good as Su Han in terms of understanding the word "Zhezi". In terms of medical skills, Su Han's understanding is obviously deeper.

Zhuang Fang ignored Su Han's self-proclaimed self-proclaimedness, suppressed his anger, bowed and said, "Please take action, let me see my son's illness first."

Su Han raised his head slightly, looking proud. If Su Han hadn't really acted a little, Zhuang Fang would have been able to bear it, so he would have driven Su Han out long ago!

"Please!" But at this moment, he could only be more polite.

Su Han walked in, and the more he went inside, the more the medicine smell in the room became, and Zheng Chen and others couldn't stand it anymore.

Even if a normal person stays in this environment for a long time, he will be poisoned even if he is not sick, right?

"Open the doors and windows for ventilation." Su Han opened his mouth.

"Can't open it, Master Murong said, my son is weak now and cannot withstand a trace of wind and cold, what if..."

"Now I have the final say."

Su Han shook his head directly, "What master? Do you know how to cure diseases?"

He said a word that made Zhuang Fang stay there, and no one dared to question Murong Ran like this!

That is his banker's elixir master. When it comes to refining elixirs, no one is more powerful than him.

But Su Han's mouth seemed to be worth mentioning!

"I don't know how to treat the disease, then do you understand!" Before Zhuang could let go, a cold snorted outside the door, and in his tone, he was obviously extremely angry.

Murong Ran stepped in, his face turned blue with anger and his long beards trembled. He rushed in and stared at Su Han. When he saw that Su Han was just a young man, he sneered even more.

"I thought some master was here, but you are the only boy, and you dare to question me!"

Murong Ran pointed at Su Han without hesitation, "Who gave you the courage!"

Looking at Murong Ran, Su Han just smiled faintly, without any tension, and even had emotional fluctuations: "Are you wrong and you are not allowed to point it out? I would rather let your life be lost than question you?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Murong Ran trembled with anger, "You said I will kill the young master? What do you mean!"

He was a great alchemy master, but at this moment, he was questioned by a young boy so much that he could not bear it.

"Then you can see it yourself."

Su Han stretched out his hand and pulled out Zhuang Lin's arm who was unconscious on the bed. The wrist was already blue and black, and it was obvious that the accumulated blood was consolidated on the arteries. "The arteries on the limbs have been consolidated. As long as the blood vessels on both sides of the clavicle and the heart are consolidated, he will definitely die!"

Murong Ran looked down and his pupils immediately contracted and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

He is a master of alchemy and is very proficient in pharmacology!

But he dared to say that he understood medical theory, but he did not dare to say that he was proficient. At this moment, he saw that Zhuang Lin’s limbs and wrists were blue and black, and he knew that Su Han was right.

For a moment, he was silent and didn't know how to refute.

The expression on Murong Ran’s face changed, and he could not escape Zhuang Fang’s eyes.

Seeing that Master Murong had changed his face, Zhuang Fang immediately understood that Su Han was right!

"Then Is there a way to save my son now?" Zhuang Fang dared to have any dissatisfaction or resentment at this moment. He quickly bowed and said respectfully, "Little brother, please take action and save my son's life. My banker will definitely repay you!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!