Medical Consort, the Prince is Pretending to be Dumb Again Chapter 343: Huangfu Lingyao's Naming Skills Is Indeed Trash

Chapter 343: Huangfu Lingyao’s Naming Skills Is Indeed Trash

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Speaking here, she looked at Shu Jun and said, “Shu Jun, I need you to oversee this. Those willing to stay, note down their backgrounds, their strengths in the field of medicine, one by one. If you do this well, I promise to take you as my disciple.”

Shu Jun remained calm and bowed, saying, “I accept your command.”

“Hmph, a little greenhorn dares to follow others in taking on disciples. How laughable!” Tie Sanlang had taken a hit and held a grudge against Liu Shiming. However, he did not dare to actually fight, so no matter what Liu Shiming said, he intended to pour cold water on her.

Liu Shiming smiled faintly and walked toward Tie Sanlang.

Among this group of men, she was quite pet.i.te, but she did not lack in presence at all. While Tie Sanlang was taller than most women, among the men, he could be considered slender.

With each step she took, although it appeared as a leisurely stroll for a beautiful woman, in Tie Sanlang’s eyes, it seemed like each step was landing on his heart!

As she reached him, Liu Shiming extended her hand. While the crowd wondered if she was about to make a move, and Tie Sanlang hesitated on whether to step back, she suddenly snapped her fingers!

The crisp sound of the snap, due to the crowd’s confusion about her intentions, made the scene very quiet, amplifying the sound.

Tie Sanlang sneered, “What do you think you’re doing? Turns out you’re just playing games!”

Liu Shiming ignored him, and a smile slowly curved on her lips as she began to count down, “Ten, nine, eight, seven…”

The crowd was puzzled, not knowing what she intended to do. However, those familiar with her, like Huangfu Lingyao and Shu Han, showed expressions of amus.e.m.e.nt, their gazes at Tie Sanlang blatantly suggesting, “You’re in for some bad luck!”

Tie Sanlang and the group of doctors were utterly perplexed, staring blankly at the unfolding scene, with no apparent changes. The exceptionally beautiful girl stood before them, her rosy lips uttering the final countdown, “Three, two, one!”

As her voice trailed off, Tie Sanlang immediately let out a sound reminiscent of a slaughtered pig, a high-pitched wail filled with agony.

“Ah, ah, ah—” It even had that lingering, seductive quality to it!

Particularly enchanting!

He clutched his throat, feeling as though an eel was wriggling down his esophagus, an unbearable itch and pain.

His voice began to tremble uncontrollably within a very short time, “What… what… what have you done to me…”

His sentences were becoming increasingly unclear.

A true expert’s actions reveal their skill.

In the crowd, there were more or less some elite doctors renowned in the martial world. Witnessing this technique, they could not help but turn pale with shock.

Someone asked, “Miss Liu, what kind of poison is this?”

Truly worthy of being Qi Yang, the Ghost Doctor’s disciple. This poison technique was exceptionally skilled, catching everyone off guard.

Liu Shimei raised an eyebrow. Even though she was exuding an imposing aura, she was, after all, a 16-year-old girl. She tilted her head, her smile youthful and lovely.

“It doesn’t even have a name yet.”

She pondered for a moment, then turned to her own dog, saying, “Lingyao, how about you give it a name?”

Even if she knew he was terrible at naming things, her decision to let the foolish dog choose, especially in front of so many medical elites, added an extraordinary meaning to it.

Huangfu Lingyao’s naming skills were indeed trash, as expected. He did not disappoint her!

Upon hearing his wife’s gentle inquiry, his beautiful eyes sparkled, and he blurted out, “Look at how red this c.o.c.kroach’s face is. Let’s name this medicine ‘Red c.o.c.kroach.’ How about that?”

Everyone was speechless.

Men remained silent, women teared up!

Naming a poison ‘Red c.o.c.kroach’? What on earth!

But, of course—