Chapter 312: Worse Than a Noob (2/2)
”Qian Jin, Qian Jin, place Mr. Noan Leta down…” Pam Honxuan stepped forward and said: ”He is…”
”A total scammer.” Seeing Pam Honxuan walking toward him, Qian Jin flung his wrist and threw Noan Leta toward the door, feeling repentant for trusting the Pam Family. ”A top-classed pharmacist? An expert in dealing with external injuries?” He sneered.
”How could he be a top-classed pharmacist? Or an expert?” Qian Jin thought as he looked at Noan Leta who was flopping on the ground with an awkward look. ”His abilities in dealing with wounds are even inferior to me. The pain Duren suffered just now from being picked by him with the tweezers seemed nowhere to be asked back.” Qian Jin thought.
”You say I am a scammer?” Having not standing up from the ground, Noan Leta kept twisting his thin eyebrows. He then put on a wry face and growled, ”You say I am a sham?”
”Otherwise?” Qian Jin cast a loathing look at Noan Leta and thought to himself, ”Uncle Adams said on many occasions that I am only a noob pharmacist and that if I run into a real pharmacist I need to be willing to take advice. I thought I had come across a top pharmacist this time, but he turned out…”
”Duren is gravely hurt. How dare you use Regeneration Potion or Icy Skin Regeneration Ointment?” Qian Jin picked up the cheap bottles placed by the bedside and opened them fiercely. ”They are even worse than my Reborn Potion and Double Resuming Ointment…”
”What?”
Noan Leta had just risen up halfway, but hearing this, he stopped all movements and looked to the cheap bottles in Qian Jin’s hands blankly. ”You…what did you just say? These bottled are carrying Reborn Potion and Double Resuming Ointment? Impossible…this is impossible…this is by all means impossible.”
Noan Leta kept shaking his head at so fast that there seemed to grow two heads on his neck.
”You say these poor bottles are loaded with Reborn Potion and Double Resuming Ointment??” Noan Leta’s eyes were filled with astonishment, inquisitiveness, and stupefaction.
Pam Honxuan looked at Qian Jin in doubt. Though he wasn’t sure what Reborn Potion and Double Resuming Ointment were, he could see from Noan Leta’s expression that these two potions were extremely invaluable.
Qian Jin turned away and started dealing with the wounds on Duren Burg’s body while talking to Pam Honxuan once in a while. ”Respectable Elder Honxuan, I deeply admire Pam Family for its Hydra Bloodline Warriors’ combat power. But when it comes to other aspects, I have to say that I feel highly despondent. This level of pharmacist…gee gee...is unimaginably low…watch out so you aren't cheated.”
Pam Honxuan wondered whether there was something wrong with his hearing. This level of pharmacist? Though Noan Leta wasn’t the best pharmacist in dealing with external wounds, he was, after all, a renowned pharmacist both among the Barbarians and the Demons.
Is unimaginably low? Watch out not to be cheated? Pam Honxuan looked to the two mystic pharmacists standing by, trying to ask them for help.
Though the mystic pharmacist had been feuding with pharmacists for centuries, they both boasted high occupational ethics. Despite their resentment toward each other, they wouldn’t tell lies when it came to medical issues.
Swit Lei looked back to Pam Honxuan and turned his eyes to Qian Jin. Finally, he exchanged a doubtful look with Saloo Bard. ”Noan Leta did have some knowledge on external wounds. Why did Qian Jin say he was unimaginably low? And they needed to look out not to be cheated by him?” They thought.
Lucifer Lucy aimed her remaining pretty eye at Qian Jin who was busily engaged in dealing with Duren Burg. She picked her ears hard, wondering whether she heard it wrong about Qian Jin’s comments on Noan Leta.
Sham? This was Noan Leta! Lucifer Lucy looked at the squatting Noan Leta and thought: ”This was the very pharmacist wanted by the Demon King with a large amount of wealth. If he joined the Demons, he would probably propel their achievements in pharmacy by leaps and bounds. He is said to be unimaginably low by Qian Jin? How does he define ‘low’?”
”Alas…” While treating Duren Burg, Qian Jin kept sighing. ”Where are the erudite and experienced pharmacists and mystic pharmacists in the Zence Empire gone? Had they been completely carved up by the three ultimate bloodline families and the Royal Family? Or they are hiding in the Unions? Why haven’t I ever run into a real pharmacist or mystic pharmacist? I, a noob pharmacist as titled by Uncle Adams have better skills than them.” He thought.
After bandaging Duren Burg’s wounds, Qian Jin slightly straightened up his back. The Reborn Potion and Double Resuming Ointment he made with the mutated and normal plants and herbs as well as the plants obtained from the Ancient Desert Sea had been used up. It seemed that he had to go to the auction to purchase a bulk of medicinal materials for making wound-healing potions.
Noan Leta slowly rose up, walked back to the room, picked up the Reborn Potion which had nearly been used up from the bedside, took a deep smell, and looked up to Qian Jin with a puzzled look. ”Is this…the long lost Reborn Potion?” He asked.
Long lost? Qian Jin looked at Noan Leta in sheer sympathy and thought to himself. ”This scam pharmacist is really lamentable as he didn’t even know the formula of Reborn Potion and insisted that it had been lost? Through the ongoing development of pharmaceuticals, masters had long invented Level 10 Potions whose medical effects overshadow the Reborn Potion greatly...”