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Pang Lao's sleepiness was completely dissipated by Wen Lao's voice.

No, I can't admit it.

Old Pang sat up, put on a look even more annoyed than the other party, angrily said: "What do you mean, what happened to my apprentice, you let me teach it."

"The kid Yan Hao is not suitable for learning mecha manufacturing. He is the talent we need in pharmacy." Wen Lao said.

"You fart!" Sure enough, I came to grab the apprentice. "I am his teacher. I don't know whether he is suitable for mecha manufacturing. I don't know better than you, just go away."

Before the old man Zhong came to grab his apprentice, he divided half of them and went out. First, Yan Hao did get the teachings of Pang first, and second, learning from Pang old man can make Yan Hao more accomplished in mecha manufacturing. This was painfully divided in half. But Lao Wen is a pharmacy...

Wait, Yan Hao's medicine seems to be quite good, no matter what, you can't lose on the contrary, and Yan Hao also said that he doesn't want to learn medicine anymore.

Wen Lao saw that Pang Lao had a tough tone, and his attitude softened unconsciously: "Pang Lao, I'm serious, he is really talented in pharmacy, not just talent, he may be a genius. You remember the last time Is the creator of the advanced sedative formula that we discussed, Xiao cutie? Yan Hao's talent is not inferior to him."

Nonsense, the cutie is Yan Hao.

"If you didn't know that your apprentice was a mecha manufacturer since elementary school, I would have doubted whether he is the cutie himself."

Pang Lao looked away with a guilty conscience.

"In previous years, I asked you to ask your apprentice to help calculate the formula of the medicine. You don't have to draw ten and a half months for each calculation, and then continue to modify it. Adding up, it will take two months at the earliest. As a result, this time. , Your little apprentice, it only took four hours to finish." Wen Lao stretched out four fingers excitedly, "Four hours, you count yourself, how fast is it?"

"Isn't it because the formula was prepared by your apprentice this time, so it's a little simpler?" Old Pang didn't know anything about pharmacy, but he didn't think much about it when Yan Hao said it was simple, but he didn't know what Yan Hao said it was simple. , Is different from simple in the sense of ordinary people.

"Simple formula, should I ask you to calculate it?" Looking for someone to calculate is to reveal the prescription. If it is not a last resort, who wants to reveal his own prescription.

"Then even if your formula is not simple, then you can't steal my apprentice? I kindly asked my apprentice to help your apprentice calculate, but you rob people on the other hand, you are not kind, right." Pang Lao Dao.

Old Wen paused, obviously speechless, but still said: "But Yan Hao is really a good seedling of pharmacy. If you give him to me, I will definitely make him a ninth-level pharmacist."

"Oh, the ninth-level pharmacist is amazing. He will follow me, the future-proof tenth-level mecha maker."

"Learning medicine can save countless patients."

"It’s great to treat illnesses and save people. What does my mecha do? It is the strongest weapon of the Federation against the Zerg, and it is the backing of mecha fighters. You let a mecha genius learn pharmacy. You asked the mecha fighters of the entire Federation. Already?" Old Pang asked.

"..." How could old man Pang speak so much today.

"Stop talking, hang up if you don't speak, want to grab my apprentice, no way."

"Wait a minute." Wen Lao saw that Pang Lao was about to hang up the communication, and hurriedly stopped, "Then... Then I won't **** your apprentice from you, let him help us calculate the formula head office."

Old Pang raised his brows.

"Don't worry, I won't treat him badly. In the future, as long as he needs any medicine, I can make it for him for free, anytime. Moreover, as long as the new formula is calculated, I can have him sign it." Wen Lao Retreat to the second best way.

"Then I'll help you ask." Out of some unspeakable guilty conscience, Old Pang did not continue to refuse this time.

When Wen Lao saw Pang Lao let go, he was overjoyed: "That's OK, you can ask now."

"What time is it now?! You woke me up and want to wake up my apprentice." Old Pang said angrily.

"Yes, you feel less for an old man and more for a child, so ask tomorrow."

"..." Old Pang.

"By the way, the formula that Yan Hao calculated this time is an improved formula of the Phantom Potion. After the improvement, the effect of the Phantom Potion will increase by at least 20%. You can ask Yan Hao if he still has extra Phantom Potion. The spirit beast blood can be brought over, and I will ask Tian Yi to help him make it." Wen Laosheng was afraid that Pang Lao would not try his best to persuade him, so he couldn't help throwing out another bait.

Although Xia Yi is only a seventh-level pharmacist in name, his strength has already surpassed the eighth level, and he is currently the youngest seventh-level pharmacist in the Federation. Besides, although Mr. Wen said in his sentence that his apprentice Xia Yi made it, in fact he would definitely come forward to give instructions and round up. This phantom potion was made by Mr. Wen, the master pharmacist.

"Okay, I will ask tomorrow." Pang Lao responded.

"Ask tomorrow morning, when will he come to the lab to report?"

"Hang up!" Pang Lao couldn't bear it and hung up the communication directly.

The next morning, Yan Hao came to the research room on time with breakfast, but saw his teacher sitting at the table with a tired face, yawning from time to time, as if he was not awake.

"Teacher, you didn't rest well last night?" Yan Hao asked worriedly.

"Yeah." Teacher Pang nodded faintly.

"Then you go back and sleep for a while." Yan Hao said.

"People are getting old and feel light. Once they are woken up, it is not easy to fall asleep. I brought the breakfast and I was a little hungry." Pang Lao Chao Yan Hao beckoned.

Yan Hao hurriedly delivered the breakfast. After putting down the breakfast, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he walked around to Pang Lao's back and gave Pang Lao a massage. From the top of the head, temples, cervical spine, all the way to the shoulders, Yan Hao's movements were proficient and smooth, and Pang Lao, who was kneading in a while, narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Where did you learn the massage technique?" After being massaged by Yan Hao, Pang Lao only felt that the headache caused by not getting enough sleep was relieved a lot.

"I used to learn pharmacy, and I have a good understanding of the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body." In the previous life, when in the military sanatorium, many soldiers could not sleep all night due to mental sequelae. At that time, Yan Hao often massaged them like this. Sometimes even adding your own mental power, the effect will be better.

Hearing this, Pang Lao unconsciously remembered the telephone call that Old Man Wen had in the early hours of the morning, so he asked: "Do you know what the formula of the medicine you calculated yesterday is for?"

"It's the improved formula of Phantom Potion." Yan Hao replied without thinking about it.

Yan Hao really recognized it.

"Last night, Old Man Wen, the person who asked you to calculate the formula of the potion, called me a message."

When Yan Hao knew about Xia Yi, he naturally guessed who the old man Wen was in the teacher's mouth. Wen Feng, one of the three major pharmacist masters of the Federation. This person has always been at the top of the field of pharmacy and does not belong to any force in the Federation, so although he has a reputation, he is very low-key. He was also the only one who didn't want to see Yan Fei. Although everyone outside said that the reason he didn't want to see Yan Fei was because Yan Fei overshadowed his apprentice Xia Yi's brilliance, Yan Hao's image of him was always good.

"Is there any problem with the value I calculated?" Although Yan Hao asked, he was very confident in the value calculated by himself.

"He said that you are talented in pharmacy and want to accept you as an apprentice." Although Pang Lao had rejected Wen Lao, this matter did not hide Yan Hao.

"Master Wen, say I have a talent for medicine?" Yan Hao was shocked that he stopped massaging his teacher.

If someone else said so, Yan Hao wouldn't be surprised. After all, he was already an eighth-level pharmacist in his previous life. It would not be too much to say that he was a genius in an 18-year-old college student now. But Wen Lao is different, Wen Lao is the master of pharmacy, and he has not seen himself refining medicines, and he sees that it is just one of his calculation formulas.

This set of calculation methods started from studying medicine. In order to let himself quickly understand various medicines, he relied on the auxiliary methods that he came up with with his mathematics comprehension. There are many people who know this matter, but no one praises him for it. Good pharmacy talent, but admits that he is good at math. Because in the field of pharmacy, innovation and perception are the most important. And his calculation methods are just some rigorous logical calculations, and there is no innovation at all.

Seeing Yan Hao's expression, Old Pang chuckles unconsciously: No, the little apprentice won't change his mind because of this, so let's go back to learn medicine.

Old Wen's position in the pharmacy world is the same as his own in the mecha manufacturing world. Anyone who learns pharmacy will not be impressed by it.

"You won't change your mind and want to go back to learn medicine?" Old Pang asked anxiously.

Yan Hao returned to his senses and quickly said, "No, I like mecha manufacturing. I was just shocked just now. I didn't expect that Old Man Wen would think I have a talent for medicine."

When Old Pang heard that he still liked mecha manufacturing, his hanging heart was completely let go, and then he was dissatisfied with his disciple’s presumptuous self-defeating: "What do you mean by this? You forgot what you went into pharmacy last time. If you don’t have the talent, why are the people from the School of Pharmacy coming to grab you?"

"It can be heard that he is always the pharmacist, he..."

"What's the matter with Master Pharmacy? I'm still a master of mecha manufacturing, and I am also a grandmaster. Moreover, there are three masters in pharmacy, and only two are in the mecha manufacturing department. Both of them are your masters. Isn't it even more than a third of him? One." Old Pang said angrily.

Yan Hao blinked dazedly, a little bit unable to keep up with his old man's thinking, one third, what do you mean?

When Pang finished speaking, he immediately noticed that he was out of state, turned around with a cough, and signaled Yan Hao to continue the massage. Later, he told Yan Hao again that Old Wen wanted him to continue to help calculate the conditions he had given.

"Yes, the calculation is not time-consuming. If you hear the old need, you can find me at any time." Yan Hao agreed.

Whether it's for the face of his teacher, or because of his original status as a pharmacist, he won't lose a favor for helping him.

"Moreover, I have a friend who just wants to refine the eidolon potion, if it is convenient..."

"What's the inconvenience, now he is eager for you to ask him for help? Don't say one, he can agree to ten." Old Pang said directly.

Ten of them will do?

Yan Hao immediately thought of Sheng Heng. He didn't know if he had any medicine that he needed, so he changed his words: "Then I will go back and ask again to see if anyone else needs medicine."

"Go, ask more questions, can't be cheap to smell the old man, let him noisy me to sleep, and want to rob my apprentice." Pang old snorted.

After helping Pang Lao massage, Yan Hao sent a message to three of his friends, talking about the general situation, and then said that he could ask the pharmacist Master Wen to help each of them refine a medicine.

Although Pang Lao said ten people is fine, but Yan Hao is thin-skinned, it is impossible to really collect ten people or ten kinds of medicine.

When he got the news, Cheng Wenkang was the happiest person. He took two milliliters of Phantom Beast blood, and was wondering whether to go to the Federal Research Institute to find a senior pharmacist or go to the School of Pharmacy to find a professor to help make this. It was hard to choose, Yan Hao sent such a message. The pharmacist, that is the pharmacist, with his status, it is estimated that he can only meet the person who is holding a whole living phantom beast. I actually have the opportunity to ask the Master Pharmacist to help me refine the medicine?

Even Sheng Heng was taken aback. This time he got the blood of the phantom beast. It was not that he had never thought of keeping a copy for his family so that he could make the phantom potion. But his father and elder brother's mental powers are both A+, and they have been on the battlefield for a long time, and their mental power fluctuates more drastically than ordinary people. Using the phantom potion to stimulate their mental power a second time, there is a great chance of failure.

But what if the pharmacist used wild phantom beast blood and added an improved formula? Sheng Heng was not consciously moved.