Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Before Bai Wuyou spoke, Li Yuer took the lead: "Of course, my fairy teacher is a master of pharmacy, and there are countless magical medicines in my hand. You only need to know which medicines are used for which diseases. Right, teacher?"

Li Yuer looked at Bai Wushou with a look of pride and expectation.

Bai Wuyou: "..."

There is your uncle!

I gave all those medicines just now!

Bai Wuyou has a heart attack, and the indifferent expression on his face is almost unsustainable. Those medicines were collected from the island owner's medicine shelf. There were so many medicines, and they were all used up.

If it weren't for these two mischievous female apprentices, she would open her mouth and tell the director of the program group that it was better than medical skills, and she would not agree to be killed.

It's all right now. The four Xueba looked around and asked for the elixir again. Where did she get them from?

Those are all the elixir left by the island owner, the treasure that can be brought back to life in the cultivation world, was used by these four schoolmasters as cold medicine, and her heart was bleeding.

Bai Wuyou bit his back molar, and a few words popped out from between his teeth: "Nothing."

The four Xueba startled at the same time and looked at her with an incredible look.

Bai Wuyou has gritted his teeth a long time ago, but he is still inexplicable and unpredictable: "Medicine can only be used on critically ill patients. As a teacher, I want to cultivate your notion of not wasting.

After all, Xueba's brain is easy to use, and without being fooled by Bai Wuyou's words, several people frowned at the same time.

"Teacher Bai, that's not what you say. You only taught us to dispense medicines, but you didn't teach us to look and hear them. We don't know the pulse. How do we know who is a critically ill patient?"

You can tell at a glance if you have a cold or a fever. Can they not give the medicine to the cold audience in order to win the game?

Bai Wuyou: "..."

Bai Wuyou was so shocked that he couldn't speak, coughing, his face calmly seemed not to be affected by these four tyrants, he closed his eyes and calmed down.

Four schoolmasters: "..."

by!

Was pitted.

I used to follow the fairy teacher, but I learned something really, but this time I followed the **** genius doctor who came out of the holy doctor, and I didn't learn the least real thing.

What is the use of knowing how to dispense medicine? There is no medicine at all, and I don’t know the specific ingredients of the medicine! It's like a job for nothing.

The owner of the fairy island has a false name.

The four tyrants of the blue team are no longer on the court, they are no longer moving.

The points stopped there, and didn't increase by one in half an hour.

The four school tyrants of the red team looked at each other, and the opportunity...come!

The four people shuttled back and forth in the auditorium, as if stepping on a horse to admire the flowers.

Gradually, the audience discovered that these four schoolmasters, colds, fevers and coughs? Nothing!

They only look for critically ill patients!

The more serious the illness, the better, terminal illness is their favorite.

The audience saw these four people coming, their scalp numb, and subconsciously sat up straight, for fear that they would stop suddenly.

Liu Qi suddenly stood still and turned his head frequently, a little hard to tell.

The little brother in front of him turned pale with fright, and his lips trembled: "Liu...Liu Xueba, what are you doing without me standing here? Me, I'm sick? Don't scare me!"

Liu Qi was embarrassed: "No, I'm just a little thirsty..."

The staff quickly delivered a bottle of mineral water.

"Haha, I finally caught one with stomach cancer!"

The only girl among the four Xueba looked at everyone else finding it, but she didn't have it, and she was already anxious.

When I met a middle-aged uncle in his forties and richly dressed, the girl Xueba smiled excitedly on her face.

But after finding one, she can finally increase her points!

How happy she smiles, then the middle-aged rich uncle is just as desperate.