Chapter 1982
For most people.
The Runner’s Vein Strain, that was an existence that had never even been heard of.
Lin Mo had also learnt from his memories that this herb had gone extinct decades ago.
Its name was as effective as its effects, and its greatest effect was to nourish injured meridians.
The fact that his Dantian meridians had been destroyed was already well known.
At this moment, this old man had taken out the pulse-rubbing strain, obviously to target him.
“Divine Doctor Lin, I am Hatoyama Henshin.
If the Divine Doctor is willing to make a move, I am willing to use this Pulse Runner Strain as a bet.”
If this Hatoyama Henshin hadn’t come up with such a stunt.
Lin Mo would have said something to drive him away.
But this Pulse Runner Strain, to him, was indeed of great use, and after some hesitation, he opened his mouth and asked.
“Then what do I need to pay as a bet?”
“Since I came to the door to seek advice, how can I let Divine Doctor Lin break the bank.
After the divine doctor has taught this rebel a lesson for me, the Run Pulse strain will be offered with both hands.”
With these words, Hatoyama Henshin placed the pill box generously on the table.
But although the words were beautiful, the word ‘teach’ was much more delicate.
It was only a lesson if you won the fight, otherwise you didn’t get to eat sh*t.
“Yes, but I need to make one condition.
At that time I would like you to tell me the origin of this Pulse Runner Pillar.”
At these words, Hatoyama Henshin instantly looked embarra*sed.
“Divine Doctor Lin, it is not that I intend to hide it.
This Pulse-Running Strain disappeared fifty years ago.
This one strain was only preserved until now through special treatment by my ancestors, allowing it to see the light of day again.”
Although he had been prepared for this, hearing Hatoyama Henshin’s words.
Lin Mo still couldn’t help but be a little disappointed.
If there had been enough of the Vein-Running Strain, he would have been able to refine the Vein-Expanding Pill.
Now that he only had this one, the medicinal effect was obviously much worse.
Of course something was better than nothing, and this was probably the only strain left in the world.
“In that case, that’s fine. How do you want to compare?”
Seeing Lin Mo agree, the two master and disciple on the opposite side of the room, immediately revealed a wicked smile of triumph.
Lowering his voice.
Hatoyama Henshin spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
“My master has already bought you the opportunity.
Don’t be lax, the other party is young, but he is also the youngest genius in the two provinces of Guang Su.”
As for the Run Pulse strain, he then did not stress it again.
As all Japanese knew, it was one of the Hatoyama family’s clan treasures.
There was once a man who had damaged his beloved son’s meridians because of his practice.
He offered two billion dollars to buy the pulse-rubbing strain.
But the Hatoyama family refused.
The medicinal properties are one thing, the collector’s value also exists at the top of the pharmaceutical world.
Of course now he took out this medicine as a bet, but also out of confidence in his disciple.
With the medical skills of Jesse Guada, if we look at the whole of Japan, only a few of their old men could beat him.
Not to mention his peers.
This was the reason why Hatoyama Henshin had gone to such lengths to help his disciple provoke the bout.
Normally he could scold, but if it came to it, this genius disciple insisted on doing what he wanted to do.
He would naturally not hesitate to support it, such as this door-to-door bout.
This Lin Mo is only somewhat famous in the two provinces of Guangzhou and Suzhou.
If he was really put on the stage, he would be a second-rate practitioner at most, and calling him a divine doctor was only to give him face.
Even if he was willing to take out the Run Pulse strain as a bet, he would have to see if he had the ability to accept it.
Secretly, he nodded towards his master.
Gua Tian Jieshi, took a step forward.
“Then we will compete in three matches.
As the old saying goes a good physician is also a poison master.”
“In the first match, we will compete in the use of drugs.”
“In the second, we will compete to test the poison with our bodies.”
“In the third match, we will test the art of healing.”
“How about it, if you collapse by then, I can still save you in the third game.”
After saying that, he proudly waited for Lin Mo’s reply.
As long as it was medicine related, he, Lin Mo, had never been a wimp to anyone.
Only when he was just about to say yes.
Hatoyama Henshin, however, stepped forward.
“Divine Doctor Lin, this rebellious disciple of mine has a limited scope of involvement.
I don’t know anything about the art of compulsion, so I ask Divine Doctor Lin to be merciful.”
He said it better than he sang it, but wasn’t it just a competition where he couldn’t use his compulsions?
Cunning old fox!