The system is a broken bowl

Ling Chengen's eyes showed a gleam of brilliance, and he suddenly had a feeling that maybe this unprepossessing young man could really cure his daughter's illness.

At this time, Huangfu Rui spoke up: "No matter how many medical books you read, without practice, it's just talk on paper, and it's useless to brag. I've been practicing medicine for most of my life, relying on my rich experience."

The old man is still the best, Huangfu Rui caught Song Chen's weakness at once.

Song Chen smiled slightly, you old boy can catch people's weaknesses, so I won't find your loopholes?

"May I ask Huangfu, how many people have you cured in your life? How many people have you killed? Can the experience you mentioned be understood as the more people you kill, the richer your experience is?"

"You..."

Huangfu Rui was so angry that he coughed loudly. "Sweet words and flattering appearance! How dare you bully me!"

"Why don't we make a bet? You said Miss Ling won't live for more than three days, and I said she will still be alive and kicking after ten days! The bet is all the assets of Hongshengzhai."

Song Chen said, and looked at Boss Zhong.

Boss Zhong had full confidence in Song Chen, not to mention that it was only a bet of ten days. He immediately stated: "I am willing to use all the assets of Hongshengzhai as the bet for Brother Song."

Everyone in the hall focused their eyes on Huangfu Rui, with expectations on their faces. They were just watching the fun.

Huangfu Rui's old face flushed: "Okay! I'll bet with you!"

The main reason why Song Chen proposed to bet with Huangfu Rui was to clear the obstacles for the treatment. Especially the main person, Ling Chengen, who is currently silent. If he doesn't express his opinion, he can't treat it himself.

Ling Chengen finally stopped being silent.

Originally, Song Chen was unhappy about betting on the treatment of his daughter. Of course, anyone would be unhappy about this kind of thing.

However, it seems that if this little guy doesn't propose a bet, these bastards who are just sitting there doing nothing can't do it themselves, and they are also obstructing others from coming to treat.

Although he can force Song Chen to treat his daughter, he will be accused of using his power to bully others. After all, Song Chen is just an unknown young man.

However, even if there is still a little hope, Ling Chengen is unwilling to give up. What if a miracle happens? So, no matter from which angle, he hopes that Song Chen can cure his daughter.

"Since you want to bet, then play it big! Brother Song, you go in and treat my daughter, and this city lord bets on you to win!"

Ling Chengen is out of character. "Come here! This city lord is the banker. Anyone who bets on Huangfu Divine Doctor to win will be compensated twice! Bet as you like, there is no upper limit."

...

Song Chen didn't expect that things would develop into what they are now.

But I like it!

He followed a middle-aged woman named Chen Sao to the inner room and saw Miss Ling, who was dying.

Miss Ling's name is Ling Zixuan, she is sixteen years old, one year older than Song Chen.

She should be in her prime, but now her face is haggard and her skin is blue and purple. Huangfu Rui said that she would not live for more than three days, which is indeed true, even three days is not enough.

Song Chen has been collecting herbs for eight years. He not only knows the medicinal properties of herbs, but also knows pathology. It's a pity that he is not a martial artist and cannot use Yuan Qi to assist in diagnosis and treatment.

However, he now has the Tian-level Haoyang Pill, a killer weapon, which is the source of his confidence. With the characteristics of the Tian-level Haoyang Pill that can cure all poisons, it can't be said that Miss Ling can be cured, but it will definitely be okay for her for a few months.

After taking Ling Zixuan's pulse, I found that the situation is much more serious than expected!

Ling Zixuan is not only cold all over, but her internal organs are like a layer of ice. The organ function has been seriously degraded and is not far from necrosis.

Now even if she takes the Tian-level Haoyang Pill, it is difficult to absorb the medicinal power.

Song Chen couldn't help but get nervous, damn it! The big talk was made, the bet was made, what should I do now?

He was at a loss, and suddenly remembered a TV series in his previous life, where the miracle doctor saw that the patient could not take the medicine normally, so he used medicinal baths and incense.

Never mind! Let's learn it too.

He asked Sister Chen to get a bathtub and hot water, and dissolved a Haoyang Pill in the hot water. Then he asked Sister Chen to take off Ling Zixuan's clothes and carry her into the bathtub.

In order to observe the changes in the potion conveniently, he did not avoid it, but asked Sister Chen to cover the bathtub with petals to cover Ling Zixuan's body.

After everything was done, Song Chen sat by the bathtub and waited patiently.

The hall was now very lively, and those famous doctors placed bets one after another, including their servants. Miss Ling was already beyond the reach of gods and immortals, this was their consensus, and a little kid wanted to cure the disease and save people? And it was a patient who was terminally ill, dreaming!

Bet one and get two, this is not pie in the sky, what is it?

"I bet five thousand taels of gold on Huangfu Divine Doctor!"

"I bet ten thousand taels!"

"I bet a big house!"

"..."

Looking at the bets piled up on the table, the total amount of money is probably bigger than Huangfu Rui's bet. Ling Chengen's heart was bleeding. He didn't feel sorry for the money, but for his daughter.

These guys usually talk about the benevolence of doctors, and they are all righteous, but now they are crazier than street gamblers.

The life and death of patients are not worth mentioning in their eyes, and they even wish that the patients would die immediately so that they can make a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Ling Chengen hoped that Song Chen could cure his daughter's illness. Not to win the bet, but just for his poor daughter, and to slap these hateful guys in the face.

Half an hour later, the medicine in the bathtub had turned into clear water. Song Chen was happy. Although Ling Zixuan was still unconscious, there was a trace of blood on her face, indicating that the medicine had been absorbed by her.

The medicinal power of the Heaven-level Haoyang Pill is unquestionable! Even if only a little bit is absorbed, it is enough to let Ling Zixuan escape from the hands of death.

Illness can also be understood as poisoning. Haoyang Pill is the nemesis of all poisons and diseases. If it had come a while earlier, she might have been cured long ago.

Song Chen asked Mrs. Chen to carry Ling Zixuan to the bed and cover her with a quilt.

He took her pulse again. Ling Zixuan's condition did improve. Her pulse and breathing gradually returned to normal.

Just when he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he found that Ling Zixuan's hands were hot and cold, the blood on her face disappeared, and she was still twitching.

"How could this happen?!"

Song Chen couldn't help but exclaimed.

Mrs. Chen on the side showed a happy expression, but she concealed it well.

Song Chen was puzzled. There must be no problem with the Heaven-level Haoyang Pill, and the problem of absorption was solved.

So, what went wrong?