Super Dragon Cultivation System

"I think President Morte can still be saved!"    

Just as everyone lowered their heads and sighed, a voice rang out in the hall.    

He could still be saved? Who said that?    

Looking at the source of the voice, it was the skinny Dwarf who entered last.    

With a face full of doubt, he didn't know where Zhang Xing came from, so he looked at Amish again.    

Amish complained in his heart, but he had to bite the bullet and explain.    

"This is one of my Friends. His name is Zhang Kong."    

"He is... Forge Master."    

Dwarf had a violent temper, and he was a straightforward person. He was not good at lying.    

Oh! So it was Forge Master...    

Everyone's eyes revealed disdain. They even thought that it was an extremely rare alchemist within the Dwarf.    

"Sir Zhang Kong, why do you say that Mo Erte can still be saved? Do you have any proof? What rank are you a pharmacist? "    

Ao Deli asked without any hesitation.    

"I just took a look. President Morte's life force seems to be suppressed by something. Let me take a look first."    

Zhang Xing got up and walked into the room. He did not respond to Ao Deli's question.    

There was no need to waste time with them. If you responded, there would be more questions waiting.    

His current level of pharmacists and poison master had also reached the level of Fourth Grade. With just a glance, he could tell that they did not look like they had been poisoned.    

It was not a reaction caused by eating the wrong medicine, but to determine what illness it was, he still needed to take a pulse to know.    

"Wait... What do you want to do?"    

"Stop, don't mess around!"    

"Armich, stop him. If even Master Ao Deli can't treat it, what will he treat?"    

"Just let Mo Erte go quietly, okay? Don't disturb him..."    

Everyone spoke to stop him, their faces filled with anger.    

"Zhang Kong, I respect you. Don't be ungrateful. Mo Erte is my closest friend. I will never let you..."    

Amish was also extremely angry at Zhang Xing's behavior. He knew that Zhang Xing might be an expert, but that was only limited to his forging skills.    

Although there were alchemists in the Dwarf, the innate conditions determined that they could not surpass human alchemists.    

Even if you know some methods to cure illnesses and save people, can you still be stronger than Master Ao Deli?    

Just like what someone said just now, let your old friend die quietly, and don't torture him anymore.    

Being able to accompany him until dawn is better than you messing around blindly, let your old friend die immediately.    

Before he could finish speaking, his vision blurred and Zhang Xing appeared in the room.    

Whoosh!    

Everyone in the hall stood up and gritted their teeth in anger. They rushed over and rubbed their fists, wanting to beat Zhang Xing out.    

The first one to rush over was Ao Deli. When he saw Zhang Xing taking Zhang Xing's pulse and the next inspection method, he stopped his impulse. He put away the devil strength and looked at it carefully.    

The people behind him also noticed that something was wrong. They walked in and stood in a row at the door.    

"This Dwarf called Zhang Kong is quite professional. His examination method is skillful. One look and you can tell that he is an expert in treating illnesses and saving people."    

"Not bad... But I'm afraid he is also unable to do anything about it. "    

“...”    

A few minutes later, Zhang Xing finished his inspection.    

"Don't worry, everyone. President Morte can be treated."    

A single sentence caused a thousand ripples.    

"What?"    

"He said it can be cured? He's not joking, right?"    

The person who was sentenced to death by Ao Deli actually said it can be cured?    

Who is he? Who did he think he was?    

Ao Deli was the authority, what was he?    

Only by respecting your kindness as a doctor would I allow you to do what you want.    

If you want to show off in front of all the guild leaders, that's fine. I can understand your ambition.    

They thought of Zhang Xing as a newcomer who wanted to make a name for himself in the Wan Wu City.    

But you also need to know the situation. If you mess around like this, you'll kill yourself.