The disciples of the Poison Medical Sect quickly closed the door of the clinic. The light in the entire hall was a little weaker, but it was during the day and it would not affect your vision.

The patients and their families who came to the clinic for medical treatment suddenly became panicked: "What do you... want to do?"

"Haha, what do you want to do?" Mi Yang sneered, "You'd better ask Hu Tianqing to hand over the clinic, otherwise you all will die!"

Tang Po begged Hu Tianqing: "Hu Tianqing, this person is all from the Poison Doctor Sect. They are good at using poison. You should hand over all the land deeds and house deeds to him so that everyone can survive."

"Why does the grudge between you brothers implicate us?" a patient's family said angrily.

Mi Yang looked at Hu Tianqing coldly: "This clinic was originally run by my father. The farmer has not asked about it for so many years. As my father's son, I should inherit my father's business!"

At the beginning, he put forward the sign of the farmhouse, saying that Wu Yaotang is the farmhouse's industry. He knew that Hu Tianqing was loyal to the farmhouse, but he didn't expect that the fake was exposed by the real Ye Nanchen. Now there is no way, so he can only act like a scoundrel. He also said that Wu Yaotang is the farmhouse of their Mi family.

But Hu Tianqing didn't take this trick: "Senior Brother Mi, I advise you to go back to the wrong path and not to be obsessed with it. The Poison Medicine Sect is not the right school of medical science."

"Are you qualified to teach me a lesson?"

Mi Yang shouted sternly: "Hu Tianqing, don't think I don't know what you are thinking. You just want to turn Wuyaotang into your own industry!"

"My dad accepted you back then because he was pitiful and gave you a bite of food. I didn't expect that you would take my family business now, and you would be punished!"

"My master told me before his death that Wuyaotang is always part of the Baicaotang in the farmhouse, and we just take care of it." Hu Tianqing said calmly.

"Don't be hypocritical to me. Today you must hand over the clinic to me, otherwise the patients here will die! Don't you often say that the doctor's parents' hearts are in love? Haha, I want to see if what you usually say is true."

Mi Yang smiled grimly and asked, "I'll count three times. If you don't agree, I'll kill someone."

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

Then Mi Yang made a gesture to a disciple. With a wave of his hand, a poisonous snake with iron head jumped out of his sleeve and rushed straight to a patient's face.

Ye Nanchen raised his hand and shot out a needle.

Dear!

The poisonous snake was nailed to the wall.

Mi Yang suddenly changed color: "The hidden weapon is good, young people, haha, it's a pity that some of the Poison Doctors are not just poisonous snakes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mi Yang shook all over and some strange beetles fell from his clothes, densely packed.

When everyone saw this, they immediately screamed and wanted to hide in the back hall, but were stopped by the disciples of the Poison Medical Sect.

"This is the earth immortal insect I raise. It eats human flesh. As long as he bites it, he will never let go. Hahaha, I see how many hidden weapons you have to kill these earth immortal insects!"

Mi Yang was very proud and waved his hand. The earthly insects quickly crawled towards Ye Nanchen as if they were following the instructions.

Li Jiawen was so scared that she lost her vigor and hid behind Ye Nanchen.

Ye Nanchen was calm and saw an alcohol lamp on the counter, so he took it down, poured the alcohol inside into his mouth, and suddenly sprayed it at the ground fairy insects.

Then he shouted in the white coat: "Image."

The white coat recovered and hurriedly took out the lighter and looked a little to the ground.

In an instant, a small sea of ​​fire spread on the ground. Ye Nanchen poured the remaining alcohol in the alcohol lamp towards the earthly worms. In a moment, the burnt smell of the earthly worms emitted.

"Meow, I'm looking for death!"

When Mi Yang saw his earthly worm burned to death, he was furious: "Give me poisonous sand to greet him!"

The two disciples stood up. They were wearing a shoulder bag with them and a pair of leather gloves on their hands. The two grabbed poisonous sand from the shoulder bag, one red and the other blue.

"As long as you are sprinkled by these poisonous sand, your skin will ulcerate in a moment. Boy, this is the end of you meddling in other people's business!" Mi Yang said viciously.

Two handfuls of poisonous sand were spread to Ye Nanchen.

Innate Qi burst out from Ye Nanchen's body, like a strong wind, blowing violently towards the poisonous sand.

The poisonous sand was instantly scraped on the faces of the two disciples, and then the two screamed, as if they were splashed with sulfuric acid, their faces began to rot and smoke. One of them did not close in time, and blood flowed out of their eyes, which was extremely terrifying.

Seeing this, the patient and his family all shrank into a ball. The scene in front of him was not only terrifying, but also disgusting. A person's whole face was rotten in front of him, which had a great impact on his vision, which was simply shocking.

"What other poisons are there? Just use them." Ye Nanchen looked at everyone calmly.

Mi Yang's face changed slightly, and then he showed a smile: "Sure enough, a hero is a teenager. I didn't expect that Master Ye was not only good at medical skills, but his martial arts cultivation was also so high. I offended this."

"To apologize, let's use tea instead of wine." Mi Yang saw the seat of the hall, and there was a pot of tea on the table, then he picked it up, poured two cups, and handed one of them to Ye Nanchen, "Lord Ye, I was wrong just now. After drinking this cup of tea, the misunderstanding between us will be resolved, what do you think?"

“Not what.”

"Haha, Master Ye, you wouldn't suspect that this tea is poisonous, right? This tea is the tea of ​​Wuyaotang, and he will never poison you." Then, Mi Yang drank one of the cups of tea and said to Ye Nanchen, "Look, I'll be fine after I drink it. Master Ye, I intend to ask for peace, won't you give me face, right?"

Ye Nanchen looked at him coldly: "What kind of face do you have?"

Mi Yang's face looked ugly, but he had to ask Ye Nanchen to drink the cup of tea: "Don't Master Ye dare to drink this cup of tea? Are you all so cowardly in your farmer?"

Ye Nanchen knew that this was a provocation, but unfortunately it was useless to him. He sneered, and suddenly his figure flashed. In the blink of an eye, he pinched Mi Yang's mouth and poured the cup of tea in his hand in it.

Mi Yang's expression changed drastically. He took a few steps back and hurriedly reached out to take out a small porcelain bottle from his arms. The cup of tea was poisoned. He hid the poison in the cracks of his fingernails. When he was serving tea, he deliberately dipped the cup of tea that Ye Nanchen had given with his fingers.

And the small porcelain bottle is his antidote.

He had just taken out a small porcelain bottle and was about to pour out the antidote.

result.

Bang!

The small porcelain bottle exploded in his hand, but Ye Nanchen shot a needle.

"Anti-drug, antidote..." Mi Yang hurriedly went to pick up the antidote from the ground, which were dark pills.

He had just picked up one and suddenly spit out a mouthful of old blood, his body shaking.

"Hurry and help." The disciples of the Poison Medical Sect panicked.

He helped pick up the pill, stuffed one into Mi Yang, then went to pick up the water from the water dispenser and sent it to him.
Chapter completed!