Chapter 263 The Origin of Poison

Listening to Raphael's words, I had a desolate feeling, as if the future was completely dark with no light in sight.

I originally wanted to ask him what was going on, but seeing him take out a small notebook and keep writing in it, probably thinking about the antidote, I suppressed my doubts and didn't bother.

After about ten minutes, Raphael finally stopped writing, handed the note to Old Patch, and said: "You follow the prescription here and take the medicine once a day for a month. After one month, I I'll give you a second shot."

Old Patch took the note and was so excited that he could not help himself. He first spread the note in the palm of his hand as if he had found a treasure, looked at it again and again, and kept repeating two words in his mouth: thank you.

Harold said from the side: "While we are all here now, go and get some medicine. If you encounter anything you don't understand, I can help you solve it directly."

"Okay, okay." Old Patch's hands were trembling, and he didn't know which leg to step on first. As a result, he accidentally fell to the ground, but the note was still firmly protected in his palm.

He got up from the ground numbly and continued to run outside.

After Old Patch went out, I saw that Raphael's face was still heavy, so I asked, "I saw you were very gloomy from the beginning. What's going on?"

Raphael glanced at me without saying a word, but turned to look at Harold again, with a look of verification in his eyes.

Harold nodded and said: "Although he is not a true Ai Rui City person, he is not a spy sent by other cities. I guess he is just out of curiosity, so there is no harm in telling him."

"Okay then" Raphael glanced at the thin dwarf who was still in a coma and motioned for us to go out and talk.

After closing the door and coming to a more secluded place inside, Raphael said: "I was exposed to this kind of poison when I was studying abroad. It was given to us by a truly master-level priest. A special lesson."

Just when he was about to continue speaking, I suddenly interrupted: "Excuse me, what is the difference between a pastor and a doctor?"

Raphael glared at me dissatisfied, and then said: "A doctor's main function is to treat patients, and they are mainly good at using drugs. Most priests are better at using magic to treat. If judged by their functions, doctors belong to a category of priests. "

"Haha, so you are not good at magic~"

"If you are asking whether these are available, I won't tell you," Raphael threatened.

I was so frightened that I shut up, but Harold looked at Raphael with a smile on his face. His expression clearly said: What's up, the shortcoming has been discovered, haha.

Raphael glared at Harold fiercely and continued: "In that class, the master took out a small bottle of powder, dissolved it into water, and drank it all in one gulp. Not long after, there was a violent explosion. He had a cough, so he signaled us to take turns treating his condition."

"At that time, everyone thought that the bottle of powder was just some ordinary drink preparations and had nothing to do with this illness, including me." He said with a slight embarrassment: "After some careful examination, , we concluded that the master’s illness was lung disease, and judging from the signs and symptoms, it was most likely due to a combination of long-term overwork and occasional wind and cold. Generally, it can be cured by taking a few lung-clearing medicines.”

He sighed and said: "At that time, in order to cure Master's disease, we were busy here and there, sometimes boiling medicine, sometimes delivering medicine, sometimes massaging, sometimes scraping. In short, we were busy for a long time, Master There is still no improvement in the disease."

"At this time, one of the brothers raised a conjecture. Is it possible that the master's disease is not a real disease, but a toxin reaction caused by external factors?" When Raphael said this, his eyes lit up and he said: " After hearing this idea, we couldn't help but feel enlightened. The master's disease has not been cured for a long time. Maybe it is not a disease at all, but a poison!"

"In Zefeng Continent, if you want to detoxify, you usually find a priest to purify the body. If you encounter toxins that are extremely difficult to cure, you only need to find those older generation priests who specialize in purification and have rich experience. This is what everyone "It's an approach that is accepted by ordinary people," Raphael said, "but this kind of poison doesn't seem to be as simple as imagined."

"Among the master's students are many of the best in the priest profession, and some have reached the level of experts in purification. However, after they used purification magic on the master over and over again, they discovered that their own purification magic was It's completely ineffective!" Raphael's expression became a little weird, as if he wanted to laugh, but also a little excited: "Looking at their confused and helpless expressions, I felt very comfortable for the first time."

As he said that, he looked at me: "You are right, I am indeed not good at magic, so I have always been despised by many priests, but this time it was different. When I saw that those priests were completely powerless against the master's poison, , I didn’t feel ashamed because I didn’t get rid of the master’s poison. On the contrary, I felt relieved because of their failure. To be honest, at that moment, I even felt that I had fallen.”

"Aren't you now in the abyss of fame and money?" I muttered.

"What?" Raphael didn't hear my mumbling clearly. I spread my hands and said, "I'm just talking to myself casually. You don't need to pay attention to it. Please continue."

Raphael didn't hear clearly, but it didn't mean that Harold didn't hear clearly. Seeing his expression that couldn't hold back his laughter, I knew that this brigadier general heard everything clearly.

Raphael shook his head and continued: "It wasn't until the end that the master took out three vials from his pocket and drank the potions inside in order, and then he regained his health."

In the end, it was the master who saved himself.

I thought so, but then I thought about it, and it was right. Since the master is called a master, he has naturally reached a position that others cannot reach, and has achieved feats that others have not achieved.

If you want to get a bottle of poison that no one else can detoxify, you can still get it easily.

Raphael continued: "Later, the master said the meaning of this lesson. There is no end to learning. You can't underestimate doctors who are good at magic just because they are proficient in magic. Just like this poison, no matter what kind of purification you use, None of the methods are effective, the only way is to use herbs to decompose the toxins in the body."

"Later, someone asked what this toxin was. The master pondered for a long time before telling the origin of the toxin." Raphael paused and said, "This toxin is specially used by the goblin royal family to punish those who have committed crimes. s method."