Chapter 263: The origin of the poison

Hearing Raphael’s words, there is a bleak feeling, as if the future is completely dark and no light is visible.
I originally wanted to ask him what was going on, but watching him take out a small notebook and keep writing on it, I guess he was thinking about the antidote, so I suppressed the doubt in my heart and didn't bother.
About ten minutes later, Raphael finally stopped writing, handed the note to Old Paige, and said, "You follow the prescriptions above and take the medicine once a day for a month. After a month, I I will give you a second one."
Old Paqi took the note and was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He first spread the note in his palm like a treasure. He looked and looked, and then and again, repeating two words in his mouth: Thank you.... ..
Harold said on the side: "While we are all here now, let's go get the medicine. If you encounter something that you don't understand, I can solve your doubts directly."
"Okay, okay" Old Paggy trembling with his hands, he didn't know which leg to take first, but one inadvertently fell to the ground, but the note was still tightly guarded by him.
He climbed up from the ground numbly, and he continued to run out.
After Old Paige went out, seeing Raphael's face still heavy, I asked, "I saw you very gloomy from the beginning, what is going on?"
Raphael glanced at me without saying a word. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Harold again, with a taste of verification in his eyes.
Harold nodded and said, "Although he is not an authentic Eri City, he will not be a spy from another city. It is estimated that he is just out of curiosity. It does not matter what he tells him."
"All right, then" Raphael glanced at the thin dwarf who was still in a coma, and motioned for us to go out and talk again.
Close the door and go to a more hidden place inside, Raphael said: "This kind of poison, I have come into contact with it when I was out for school. It is a priest who can truly be called a master. A special class."
Just when he wanted to continue speaking, I suddenly interrupted: "Excuse me, what is the difference between a pastor and a doctor?"
Raphael gave me a dissatisfied look, and said: "The main function of doctors is to treat patients. They are mainly good at using drugs. Most priests are better at using magic therapy. If judged by function, doctors belong to a category of priests. "
"Hehe, so to speak, you are not good at magic~"
"You are asking if these are some, I won't tell you," Raphael threatened.
I was so scared that I closed my mouth, but Harold looked at Raphael with a smile from the side, his expression was clearly saying: How is it, the shortcoming has been discovered, haha.
Raphael gave Harold a fierce look and continued: "In that class, the master took out a small bottle of powder, melted it into the water, and then drank it. After a while, there was a violent burst. Coughing, so he motioned to us to take turns to treat his condition."
"At the time, everyone thought that the bottle of powder was just some ordinary beverage preparations, and it had nothing to do with this illness. This, including me," he said with a slight embarrassment, "After a careful inspection. We concluded that the master gave birth to lung disease, and in terms of signs and symptoms, it is likely to be due to long-term overwork and occasional wind-cold heterozygous disease. Generally, a few pairs of lung-clearing drugs can be cured."
He sighed and said: "At that time, in order to cure the disease of the master, we were busy, boiling medicine for a while, taking the medicine for a while, massaging for a while, and scraping for a while. In short, we have been busy for a long time, Master. But his illness still doesn't show any improvement."
"At this time, a elder brother raised a conjecture, is it possible that the master's disease is not a real disease, but a toxin reaction caused by external factors?" Raphael said here, his eyes lit up, and said: " Hearing this thought, we couldn't help but feel that the master's illness will not be cured for a long time, and it may not be a disease at all, but poison!"
"In the Hefeng Continent, if you want to detoxify, you usually find a pastor to purify your body. If you encounter a toxin that is extremely difficult to cure, you only need to find those older pastors who specialize in purification and are experienced. This is everyone. "The practice recognized by ordinary thinking" Raphael said: "But this kind of poison does not seem to be as simple as imagined."
"There are many master students who are outstanding in the profession of priests, and some have reached the level of experts in purification. However, after they have used purification magic against the master over and over, they discovered that their own purification magic, It turned out to be completely invalid!" Raphael's expression became a little weird, as if he wanted to laugh, and a little excited: "Looking at their puzzled and helpless expressions, I felt very happy for the first time."
As he said, he looked at me: "You’re right, I’m really not good at magic, so I’ve always been despised by many priests, but this time is different, when I saw that the priests were completely powerless to the master’s poison. I didn’t even feel ashamed because I didn’t get rid of the master’s poison. On the contrary, I felt relieved because of their defeat. Seriously, at that moment, I even felt that I had fallen."
"Aren't you also falling into the abyss of fame and money now~" I muttered.
"What?" Rafael didn't hear my mumble, I spread my hands and said, "Just talk to yourself, you don't care, please continue."
Raphael did not hear clearly, but it does not mean that Harold did not hear clearly. I saw that he couldn't help but smile, and I knew that the brigadier general had heard clearly what he had just said.
Raphael shook his head and continued: "Until the end, the master took out three vials from his pocket and drank all the medicines in order one by one before he recovered his health."
In the end, the master saved himself...
I thought so, but after another thought, it was right. Since the master is called a master, it naturally has involved a position that other people can't involve, and has achieved merits that other people have not achieved.
I wanted to make a bottle of poison that other people couldn't detoxify, but I still got it with my hands.
Raphael continued: "Later, the master said the meaning of this course. There is no end to learning. You can't be a doctor who is not good at magic just because you are proficient in magic. Just like this poison, no matter what kind of purification you use The only way is to use herbs to break down the toxins in the body."
"Later, someone asked what this toxin is. The master pondered for a long time before telling the origin of the toxin." Rafaelton said, "This toxin is specially used by the goblin royal family to punish the sinners." s method."
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