Pang Lao's drowsiness was completely scattered by Wen Lao's roar.
No, it cannot be admitted.
Pang Lao sat up, put on a look that was more annoyed than the other party, and said angrily: "What do you mean, what happened to my apprentice, you let me teach you."
"Yan Hao is not suitable for learning mecha manufacturing at all. He is the talent we need in pharmacy." Wen Lao said.
"You fart!" Sure enough, he came to snatch his apprentice. "I am his teacher. I don't know better than you whether he is suitable for mech manufacturing. Get out of here."
Before the old man Zhong came to snatch his apprentice, he split half of it out. One was that Yan Hao had indeed been taught by old man Pang at that time, and the other was that learning from old man Pang would make Yan Hao more accomplished in mecha manufacturing. This is only half of the pain. But Mr. Wen is a student of medicine...
Wait, Yan Hao's potion seems to be quite good, no matter what, you can't lose anyway, and Yan Hao also said that he doesn't want to learn potion anymore.
Wen Lao saw that Pang Lao's tone was tough, and his attitude softened unconsciously: "Old Pang, I'm serious, he really has a talent for pharmacy, not just a talent, he may be a genius. Do you remember the last time Is the creator of the advanced sedative formula we discussed cutie? Yan Hao's talent is not inferior to him."
Nonsense, the cutie is Yan Hao.
"If I didn't know that your apprentice has been a mecha manufacturer since elementary school, I would have doubted whether he is the cutie himself."
Old Pang looked away guiltily.
"In previous years, I asked you to find an apprentice to help calculate the formula of the medicine. Every calculation would take ten days and a half months, and then continue to revise. Adding up and down, it would take two months at the fastest. As a result, this time , that little apprentice of yours only took four hours." Elder Wen stretched out four fingers excitedly, "Four hours, do the math yourself, how much faster?"
"Isn't that because your apprentice made the recipe this time, so it's a little simpler?" Mr. Pang knew nothing about pharmacy, but he didn't think too much when he heard Yan Hao say it was simple, but he didn't know what Yan Hao said was simple. , It is different from the simplicity in the sense of ordinary people.
"A simple formula, can I ask you to ask someone to calculate it?" Asking someone to calculate it is to disclose the prescription. If it is not a last resort, who is willing to disclose their own prescription.
"Then even if your formula is not simple, you can't rob my apprentice? I kindly asked my apprentice to help you calculate it, but you rob him instead. You are not kind." Pang said.
Old Wen paused for a moment, obviously speechless, but still said: "But Yan Hao is really a good seed in pharmacy. If you give him to me, I will make him a ninth-level pharmacist."
"Heh, the ninth-level pharmacist is amazing. He follows me. He will be a tenth-level mecha maker in the future."
"Learning medicine can save countless patients."
"Healing diseases and saving lives is amazing. What do I do in mecha manufacturing? It is the strongest weapon for the Federation to resist Zerg, and it is the backing of mecha fighters. You asked a mecha genius to learn pharmacy, and you asked mecha fighters in the entire Federation Is it?" Elder Pang asked.
"..." Old man Pang is so tongue-in-cheek today.
"Stop talking, hang up if you don't talk, you want to rob my apprentice, there is no way."
"Wait a minute." Seeing that Mr. Pang was about to hang up the communication, Mr. Wen hurriedly stopped him, "Then...then I won't rob you of your apprentice, you can ask him to calculate the formula head office for us."
Old Pang frowned.
"Don't worry, I won't treat him badly. In the future, whenever he needs any potion, I can make it for him for free, any time. Moreover, as long as I calculate a new formula, I can ask him to sign it." Old Man Wen The next best thing to do.
"Then let me ask for you." Out of some unspeakable guilt, Mr. Pang did not continue to refuse this time.
Seeing Pang Lao loosen his mouth, Wen Lao was overjoyed: "That's fine, you can ask now."
"What time is it now?! You woke me up and I still want to wake up my apprentice." Pang Lao said angrily.
"That's right, you feel less for an old man but more for a child, so ask tomorrow."
"..." Old Pang.
"By the way, the formula Yan Hao calculated this time is an improved formula of the phantom potion. After the improvement, the efficacy of the phantom potion will increase by at least 20%. You can ask Yan Hao if he still has extra phantom potion. You can bring the spirit beast's blood, and I'll ask Tianyi to make it for him." 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 entire federation. Besides, although Wen Lao said that his apprentice Xia Yi made it, in fact he would definitely come forward to guide it. Rounding up, this phantom spirit potion was made by the pharmacy master Wen old man.
"Okay, I'll ask tomorrow." Pang Lao agreed.
"Ask tomorrow morning, when will he come to the lab to report?"
"Hang up!" Elder Pang couldn't bear it anymore, and hung up the communication directly.
Early the next morning, Yan Hao came to the research room on time with breakfast, but saw his teacher sitting at the desk with a tired face, yawning from time to time, as if he hadn't woken up.
"Teacher, didn't you have a good rest last night?" Yan Hao asked worriedly.
"En." Teacher Pang nodded listlessly.
"Then go back and sleep for a while." Yan Hao said.
"When you get old, you don't feel sleepy. Once you wake up, it's hard to fall asleep. Bring me breakfast, and I'm a little hungry." Pang Lao waved at Yan Hao.
Yan Hao hurriedly brought the breakfast over. After putting down the breakfast, he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he walked around behind Pang Lao and began to massage Pang Lao. From the top of the head, the temples, the cervical spine, all the way to the shoulders, Yan Hao's movements were skillful and smooth, and after a while, Mr. Pang squinted his eyes comfortably.
"Where did you learn your massage skills?" After being massaged by Yan Hao on the top of his head, Pang Lao only felt that his headache caused by not getting enough sleep was relieved a lot at once.
"I used to study medicine, and I have a good understanding of the meridians and acupoints of the human body." In the previous life, when he was in the military sanatorium, many soldiers could not sleep at night due to mental sequelae. At that time, Yan Hao often gave them massages like this. Sometimes even add your own mental power, the effect will be better.
Hearing this, Mr. Pang unconsciously remembered Mr. Wen's phone call in the early morning, so he asked, "Do you know what the medicine formula you calculated yesterday is for?"
"It's an improved formula of Phantom Spirit Potion." Yan Hao replied without thinking.
Yan Hao really recognized it.
"Last night, the old man Wen, the one who asked you to calculate the formula of the medicine, called me."
Knowing Xia Yi, Yan Hao naturally guessed who the old man Wen was talking about. Wenfeng, one of the three major pharmacy masters in the Federation. This person has always been at the pinnacle of the pharmacy field, and does not belong to any faction of the Federation, so although he is well-known, he is very low-key. He was also the only one who didn't want to see Yan Fei. Although people outside said that the reason he didn't want to see Yan Fei was because Yan Fei overshadowed his apprentice Xia Yi, Yan Hao always had a good image of him.
"Is there any problem with the value I calculated?" Although Yan Hao asked, he was very confident in the value he calculated by himself.
"He said that you are very talented in pharmacy and wanted to take you in as an apprentice." Although Pang Lao had already rejected Wen Lao, he did not hide this matter from Yan Hao.
"Master Wen, did you say that I have a talent for medicine?" Yan Hao was so shocked that he even stopped massaging his teacher.
Yan Hao would not find it strange if someone else said that. After all, he was already an eighth-level pharmacist in his last life, and it would not be too much to call him a genius for an eighteen-year-old college student. But Wen Lao is different, Wen Lao is a master of pharmacy, and he has never seen his own pharmacy refining, and what he sees is just a calculation formula for him.
This set of calculation methods is an auxiliary method that he came up with by relying on his understanding of mathematics in order to let him quickly understand various medicines from the beginning of learning medicine. There are many people who know about this, but no one praises him for it. The medicine talent is good, but he only admits that he is good at mathematics. Because in the field of pharmacy, innovation and perception are the most important. And his calculation methods are just some rigorous logical operations, and there is no innovation at all.
Seeing Yan Hao's expression, Mr. Pang unconsciously thumped: "No, this little apprentice won't change his mind because of this, so let's go back to learning medicine."
Wen Lao's status in the pharmacy world is the same as his own in the mecha manufacturing world, whoever learns pharmacy will not be moved by this.
"You won't change your mind and want to go back to learn medicine?" Pang Lao asked anxiously.
Yan Hao came back to his senses, and quickly said: "No, I like mecha manufacturing. I was just shocked just now, I didn't expect Mr. Wen to think that I have a talent for medicine."
When Mr. Pang heard that he still likes mecha manufacturing, he let go of his hanging heart completely, and then he was dissatisfied with his disciple's self-deprecating: "What do you call it, you forgot that you went into pharmacy last time?" Break the list, if you have no talent, why are those people from the School of Pharmacy coming to snatch you?"
"It can be heard that the old master of pharmacy, he..."
"What happened to the master of pharmacy? I am still a master of mecha manufacturing, and I am also a master. And there are three masters in pharmacy, and there are only two masters in the mecha manufacturing department, and both of them are your masters. Is it not as good as him? One." Pang Lao said angrily.
Yan Hao blinked in a daze, a little unable to keep up with his old man's train of thought, one third, what do you mean
After Pang finished speaking, he immediately realized that he had lost his composure, coughed and turned around, signaling Yan Hao to continue massaging. Afterwards, he told Yan Hao the conditions that Mr. Wen wanted him to continue helping to calculate.
"Yes, the calculation doesn't take time. If Mr. Wen needs it, he can come to me at any time." Yan Hao agreed without hesitation.
Whether it's for the face of his teacher, or Wen Lao's original status as a master of pharmacy, it's not a loss for him to help him.
"Also, I have a friend who just wants to refine the phantom potion, if it's convenient..."
"What's the inconvenience? He wants you to ask him for help now? Let alone one, he can agree to ten." Pang said directly.
Ten will do
Yan Hao immediately thought of Sheng Heng, and wondered if he had any medicines he needed, so he changed his mind and said, "Then I'll ask when I go back to see if other people have any medicines they need."
"Go, ask more questions, you can't take advantage of the old man Wen, let him disturb my sleep, and even want to rob my apprentice." Pang Lao snorted.
After helping Mr. Pang with a massage, Yan Hao sent a message to his three friends, told the general story, and then said that he could ask the pharmacy master Wen Lao to help each of them refine a medicine.
Although Pang Lao said that ten people are fine, but Yan Hao has a thin skin, and it is impossible to really gather ten people or ten medicines.
Cheng Wenkang was the happiest when he got this news. He took two milliliters of phantom spirit beast blood, and was thinking about 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 it. It was difficult to make a decision, so Yan Hao sent such a message. A master of pharmacy, that's a master of pharmacy. With his status, it is estimated that he can only meet a person who has a whole live phantom beast in his hand. I actually have a chance to ask the pharmacy master to help me refine the pharmacy
Even Sheng Heng was taken aback. This time he got the blood of the phantom spirit beast. It's not that he didn't think of leaving a copy for his family so that he could make phantom spirit medicine. But his father and elder brother's mental power is both A+, and they have been in the battlefield for a long time, and their mental power fluctuates more violently than ordinary people. If they use the phantom potion to stimulate their mental power a second time, there is a great chance of failure.
But what if the master of pharmacy used wild phantom spirit beast blood, plus an improved formula? Sheng Heng's heart moved unconsciously.