C47 Perfect Formula!

Bill Orta's car was registered in the military district, so it was quite easy for him to pass through.

However, he still couldn't avoid the soldiers' inspection.

The people living in the military district were all real big shots. Lachlan could understand why the security was so strict.

When they arrived at a residence, Bill Orta got out of the car first and welcomed Lachlan.

The two of them entered the house and saw a room full of doctors. Ancient doctors and western doctors were divided into two camps, and they were all discussing enthusiastically.

Bill Orta explained, "Master, the patient's mother is a big entrepreneur in Ellsworth. She has a lot of assets, and these doctors are all hired at a high price. You don't have to feel strange about it."

Lachlan nodded and looked around.

He also found a few familiar faces. Some of the doctors were actually the ones who treated Knox before.

They also saw Lachlan and greeted him with a smile.

Lachlan's medical skills made them admire him greatly, but of course, they were more afraid of him. They all remembered that Lachlan had the ability to decide the life and death of people.

"Bill Orta, didn't you go to invite a master? Where is the master?"

An elderly ancient doctor asked.

He looked around, obviously neglecting the young Lachlan.

Bill Orta smiled mysteriously and introduced, "Let me tell you, this handsome young man is a master, and also my master, Lachlan!"

Everyone was stunned.

What was going on?

Was Bill Orta talking nonsense?

"Bill Orta, are you crazy?! This is a master? He is obviously still a student."

"You must have been tricked!"

Lachlan was in a hurry to leave the school, so he did not change his clothes.

He was still wearing the school uniform of Ellsworth High School.

Bill Orta shook his head and said, "You don't understand. My master is a true expert. You can't judge him with the standards of an ordinary person."

They were all old colleagues of the Medicus Historia Academy. Even if they did not believe it, they did not say anything.

After all, this was a treatment that could save lives. If Lachlan did not have the ability, he would have been exposed sooner or later.

However, an old man who was about the same age as Bill Orta said with a face full of disdain, "Aren't you a genius? I've been a doctor for forty years, but I've never seen such a young ancient doctor. Even if he started reading medical books when he was a baby, how many can he read?"

Seeing that someone was mocking his master, how could Bill Orta tolerate it?

"James, do you know why you are not as good as me? It's because you are not humble. Hmph, you will not have any achievements in this life."

His words had hit James' sore spot. Previously, he had competed with Bill Orta for the position of the Vice President of the Medicus Historia Academy, and he should have easily won.

However, he did not know where Bill Orta had learned the Nine Harmony Acupuncture, which allowed him to firmly suppress Lachlan. That was why he had missed the opportunity to become the Vice President.

He secretly hated Bill Orta.

"Bill Orta, don't think that others don't know what you are thinking. Don't you want to nurture your successor? You just became the Vice President, and you want to nurture your subordinates. Are you a bit too fast?"

"You are slandering me!" Bill Orta was so angry that his beard was standing on end.

This kind of thing could not be said openly. James had made a big mistake.

Lachlan stopped the angry Bill Orta and stared at James, saying indifferently, "You are crazy!"

'What the hell!'

The surrounding people exclaimed in shock.

Lachlan's words were undoubtedly provoking James' professionalism.

After all, James was an experienced ancient doctor. Although he did not practice medicine, he could still tell his own illness.

Others did not react, but the few Western doctors who had been to the Windsor family all distanced themselves from James.

This was because what Lachlan said sounded a little familiar!

They all remembered that the first sentence he had said to Dr. Lowe the other day was also 'you are crazy.' In the end, Dr. Lowe had died.

James probably wouldn't be able to escape this fate.

Gradually, a few doctors sympathized with James.

He was only in his sixties and was about to die. It was such a pity.

"What's wrong with you?"

Seeing their strong reaction, someone could not help but ask curiously.

The few doctors quickly explained what had happened that day.

Everyone's gaze on Lachlan changed as well. It seemed that Lachlan was really capable.

When James heard this, his face turned ashen, and his eyes widened in anger.

"Bullshit! What illness do I have? Let me tell you, if you don't explain yourself today, you won't be able to leave this door."

"You have a bad breath!" Lachlan said calmly.

Huh?

James was startled.

Lachlan was actually able to see through his illness.

Everyone also revealed a look of relief. They were afraid that Lachlan would say that he was dead.

"Hmph, so what if you can see through my illness? This illness of mine is known by many people. Who knows if you are the one who asked about it?" James said indifferently.

Lachlan shook his head and said, "You must have prescribe the medicine yourself before. Did you prescribe this medicine yourself?"

"Of course, and it is a secret prescription. Even Bill Orta doesn't know about it."

James was slightly proud of himself.

Although he had a bad breath, he was actually very good at treating it.

The medicine he prescribed was more effective than the medicine prescribed by others. Furthermore, after taking the medicine, there would be a refreshing fragrance lingering in his mouth.

Lachlan curled his lips and said, "Grine, millet, and white fungus, 12 grams each, 10 grams of wood incense, and 6 grams of cinnamon. I will boil the decoction and drink it. Am I right?"

James sneered and said, "Your prescription is the prescription of most people, but not mine."

"It seems that he is just an ordinary ancient doctor. I thought he was very powerful!"

"Yeah, since he wants to challenge James, but he doesn't have the ability."

"I think it really is as James said. Lachlan is the successor that Bill Orta has supported."

...

Bill Orta's expression was ugly. He definitely would not allow his master to be humiliated, but he could not think of a way to cure James.

Lachlan said indifferently, "This is your secret prescription. Do you really want me to tell it in front of everyone?"

James naturally did not believe that Lachlan knew his secret prescription. He smiled and said, "Say it. Just take it as me contributing to everyone. In the future, everyone will be able to treat this kind of disease."

"Since that's the case, then I will respectfully accept it."

Lachlan's gaze turned cold, "The reason why your prescription is different is because you added a medicinal herb that is not a medicinal herb, and it is called Jasmine Tea, right?"

"What?"

James was shocked.

His secret prescription, which he was incomparably confident in, was actually seen through by Lachlan with just a glance?

From this moment onwards, his advantage in treating the stinky smell had completely disappeared!

"Lachlan, you are f * cking ruining my future!"

A secret prescription was the life of an ancient doctor, and it was also his family heirloom.

Without waiting for Lachlan to speak, Bill Orta straightened his back.

"Humph, you were the one who swore to let my master say it just now. Don't tell me that you don't want to admit it?"

James' face flushed red, but he was unable to say a single word.

He hated Lachlan!

Why did he provoke a fiend like Lachlan?

His secret prescription was his money tree, and now, this tree had completely broken!

Lachlan said again, "That's right, Orta, this prescription can be perfected. I'll teach you again. Come over and listen."

Bill Orta's face lit up with joy as he quickly went forward to listen.

The more he listened, the brighter his eyes became. In the end, he could not help but give a thumbs up.

“Master, this prescription is simply perfect.”