Chapter 257 Diagnosis!

"Papa!"

The big black in Yang Fan's arms suddenly surged, and the halazi flowed continuously. Obviously, it also smelled the flesh and blood of high-level monsters, so it couldn't help it.

The higher the level of monster flesh, the richer and richer the spiritual energy contained in it. Dahei's bloodline of the swallowing beast, which relies on spiritual power and flesh to evolve and advance, is most sensitive to the flesh and blood of this high-level monster, and has no resistance at all.

Normally, it doesn't have the chance to eat the flesh and blood of this kind of demon king, but now it's a rare chance to meet it. How can this silly dog ​​not be excited?

Yang Fan comforted it softly, this is the first time he has encountered the flesh and blood of the sixth-level demon king, okay?

Although four seventh-level demon kings died in West Chuwai last night, the corpses of those demon kings were all hidden by the South China Grandmaster, and he never had the chance to see them.

Even a half-step king like the South China Grandmaster would not care about the flesh and blood energy of the seventh-level demon king.

Therefore, even though Yang Fan was envious, he didn't have the guts to snatch the food, and could only watch helplessly as all the benefits went to the South China Grandmaster's pocket.

He never expected that what he didn't get in Xichu City, he could get it so easily on the way to the tutelary mansion instead.

Although it is only the flesh and blood of the sixth-level demon king, it is also very good. Otherwise, with Yang Fan's current strength, if he wants to go out of the city to hunt monsters at the level of the sixth-level demon king, he will definitely die.

"Master, I feel that as long as I eat the flesh and blood of this sixth-level demon king, I will definitely be able to advance again. Why don't I eat all of it?"

Dahei hid in Yang Fan's pocket, brazenly begging Yang Fan via voice transmission, with a greedy expression on his face.

"Get out!"

Yang Fan was overjoyed with anger, this silly dog, for the sake of one bite, now even dared to fool his master.

Don't think that he doesn't know the transformation efficiency of this silly dog ​​swallowing the beast's blood, not to mention the two hundred catties of the demon king's flesh and blood, just let it swallow a complete corpse of a sixth-level demon king. Ya may not be able to touch the threshold of the demon king's realm.

"In a while, you and Xiaohua will share together, and the amount of ten catties, no one will eat too much!"

"Also, if you dare to lie in front of me in the future, believe it or not, I will lock you up in a dark room and never let you out?"

Hearing Yang Fan's threat, Dahei shrank his neck, and quickly yelled "baba" and "baba" in a flattering manner.

The little black room is so scary, so it doesn't want to enter the little black room.

In the pet space, time is still and all five senses are closed. Staying in it is like lying in a coffin, and there is no fun at all.

Dahei quickly calmed down and never dared to compete with his master for meat.

Yang Fan looked into the food box with a smile, bowed his hands to Wang Zhihe unceremoniously, and said, "If so, then I would like to thank Mr. Wang!"

"It should be, Brother Yang, don't be polite!"

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't shirk, Wang Zhihe was even happier than Yang Fan. He liked this kind of person who did things straightforwardly and didn't hold back.

Like is like, want is want, not at all artificial.

Moreover, in Wang Zhihe's view, Yang Fan, as a skilled cook, is most normal to be excited and greedy when he sees ingredients such as yak meat, which is a sixth-level demon king.

There is no chef who does not like high-end and delicate ingredients, this is their profession.

After the gift was delivered, Wang Zhihe didn't say anything more, but went back to the dining table and continued with the steak he hadn't finished eating.

Zhao Lin waved A Yuan away, and walked back to the dining table,

Sitting beside Wang Zhihe, he turned his head to look at his son who was still eating noodles with great interest, and then looked up at Yang Fan, hesitant to speak.

"Madam, eat quickly, or it will be cold in a while."

Wang Zhihe glanced at Zhao Lin, and reminded him in a low voice. Zhao Lin regained consciousness, quickly looked away, picked up the knife and fork again, and ate the beef on the plate bit by bit.

Anyone can see that this Mrs. Wang is not as happy as before. If you have a knot in your heart, no matter how delicious the food is, it will become tasteless.

Yang Fan knew it in his heart.

Both of them wanted something, but Wang Zhihe Xin Youcheng was indifferent, while Zhao Lin was anxious and impatient.

Yang Fan nodded lightly at the two, stopped talking, but got up directly, opened the fresh-keeping food box on the chopping board, took a knife and picked three pieces of fat and thin yak meat weighing about one catty on it.

Skilled tendon breaking, fiber cutting, pickling.

Using the spiritual power as the source, it slowly infiltrates to fully stimulate the spiritual power in the three pieces of demon king-level essence, and quickly absorbs the smell of salt and seasoning attached to the surface.

Then, add oil to the slow fire, and directly put the three pieces of marinated beef into the pot at the same time.

"You picked up a kitchen knife and disassembled a piece of sixth-grade yak meat. You are familiar with the texture and structure of sixth-grade yak meat. Knife skill +1, cooking skill +2."

"You marinate the sixth-grade yak meat with preliminary seasoning, and you are proficient in the ratio of sauce ingredients, cooking skills +2."

"You fry the sixth-grade yak meat with a slow fire, and your understanding of the control of the fire will be deepened, and your cooking skills will be +2."

"You have finished frying a yak steak. It is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. It is moderately soft and hard. The spiritual power is not scattered, and the aroma is hidden deep in the meat. You are more proficient in cooking steak, cooking +10."

"..."

In more than ten minutes, after some operations, Yang Fan's cooking skill value increased by nearly 60 points, and the total cooking skill value soared to 181 points.

Although there is still a long way to go to upgrade to the second level of Master Chef's Apprentice, Yang Fan has clearly felt that his cooking skills have made significant progress. The three steaks in front of him are far away. It is much more delicate than the steak he cooked just now.

Finding three fresh-keeping boxes in the freezer, Yang Fan skillfully packaged three servings of yak steak and gently placed them on the dining table where Wang Zhenghe and his wife lived.

"This is three meals prepared by my Young Master Ling, which can ensure that he will not be hungry again before he arrives at the tutelary mansion."

Yang Fan confessed to the two softly: "After you go back, you can directly put it in the refrigerator to refrigerate. When you need it, you can take it out and heat it for a minute or so before eating it directly. It should not affect the taste of the food."

The two bowls of noodles were at the bottom, and Wang Yuansheng's gastrointestinal function had been successfully activated. After all, he was a warrior at the sixth level, and his physical fitness was much stronger than that of ordinary people. Next, he swallowed the meat of a monster, and it had little effect.

Surprised on Zhao Lin's face, she got up repeatedly to thank her, and pulled the three food boxes to her as if they were treasures.

Wang Zhenghe nodded slightly, and asked Yang Fan: "When Brother Yang saw Yuan Sheng just now, he concluded that he was poisoned by some kind of poison. I wonder if Brother Yang has a way to eradicate it?"

After detours for so long, trying to build relationships, owe favors, and give gifts, Wang Zhenghe finally revealed his true purpose at the last moment.

Yang Fan was not surprised. When Zhao Lin asked him before, although Wang Zhenghe lightly reprimanded and obstructed him, Yang Fan could tell that this Mr. Wang actually meant the same thing, but his city was deeper. We have just met, and we are not very familiar with each other, so we have been hiding it all the time.

Until now, after more than ten minutes of short communication, Wang Zhenghe began to formally ask Yang Fan when they had established a certain foundation of trust.

This person is not in a hurry, calm and calm in doing things, but he has some means.

If Yang Fan still had a chance to refuse them with a reason at the beginning, then now that his friendship has reached such a point and he has taken advantage of others, how can he have the nerve to say no again?

Yang Fan smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Wang thinks too highly of me. I'm actually just an ordinary middle school student. How can I know anything about detoxification?"

"However, when I was in school, I had read some medical books, and I only had a half-knowledge of medical techniques. The reason why I can tell that Mr. Ling is unwell is only because of this."

Yang Fan glanced at Wang Yuansheng next to him again, and said, "Of course, if Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang don't mind, I can try to diagnose Mr. Ling's pulse, but I may not be able to see the root cause."

Yang Fan has always thought that he is a good person with integrity, public morality and compassion, and the most common thing in his life is that someone suffers in front of him.

Therefore, since he did not receive the benefits from Wang Zhenghe and his wife, he would certainly not bear to see Wang Yuansheng's child continue to be so thin. If he could help, he would definitely not stand still.

Well, it is so pure and kind!

"No problem, no problem!" Wang Zhenghe quickly waved his hands and said, "As long as Brother Yang is willing to act, Wang will be very grateful. No matter what the final result is, Wang will owe Brother Yang a favor!"

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched.

Another favor?

It took so long, and Wang Zhenghe already owed him four favors. Now he began to doubt whether Wang Zhenghe's favors were really that valuable.

Rare things are precious, if this favor is owed a lot, will it be devalued too much?

And this Wang Zhenghe seems to like to owe favors to others, is there any reason?

Zhao Lin also stretched out her hand excitedly to pull her son to her side, raised his right hand and put it on the table, and looked at Yang Fan nervously.

Neither Wang Zhenghe nor Zhao Lin despised Yang Fan because of his age and status.

When their identities have reached their level, they no longer judge people by their appearances. As long as they have real skills, even a doll who is only a teenager is worthy of their respect and respect.

They have seen too many similar young geniuses in the past few decades. Maybe Yang Fan is such a talented boy with special talents.

After all, since their son got sick, Yang Fan was the second person who saw that he might be poisoned, which in itself is very telling.

Because the first person who saw that Wang Yuansheng was not sick but poisoned was Hua Yuhuan, a well-known and peerless doctor in Jinghua City.

Half a month ago, they entrusted a lot of relationships and spent untold money to get a remote video diagnosis by Dr. Hua Yuhuan.

It's a pity that although Dr. Hua saw that Wang Yuansheng had signs of poisoning, but because he couldn't make a real pulse test, he couldn't determine what kind of poison Wang Yuansheng had, so naturally he couldn't develop an antidote.

This time they rushed to the tutelary mansion, apart from wanting to visit the famous local doctors or chefs for some life-saving elixir and delicious food, the most important thing was to transfer to a higher level in the tutelary mansion. The intercontinental long-distance spacecraft went to Jinghua City to seek medical treatment from Dr. Hua Yuhuan in person.

Because of this strange disease of their son, Wang Zhi and his wife almost broke their hearts.

So, even if they see a little bit of hope now, they want to hold it firmly.

What's more, Yang Fan can see the root cause of Wang Yuansheng's anorexia at a glance, and the hope of a cure is more than a little bit, and maybe it is not much inferior to Doctor Hua in Jinghua City.

If they could find a cure right here, why would they take their children on a risky journey to Jinghua?

The intercontinental spacecraft is not as safe and reliable as it is said in the propaganda. If it is not necessary, no one wants to float in the air for a whole month, always guarding against the invasion of monsters everywhere.

"Brother Yang Fan, please!"

Zhao Lin looked at Yang Fan gratefully, the hope and anticipation in her eyes was moving.