Chapter 43 Joining the Medicine Pavilion 3
The invigilator found that she was very calm in submitting the prescription, not like a novice pharmacist at all. She was nervous and stuttered, afraid that she would write the wrong prescription. Most of the time, her face was filled with panic. Even worse, both sides kept holding her tightly, as if begging God to let her pass quickly.
Of course, there are also some children with super talent who are not nervous at all when they get the yellow pharmacist license.
For example, the girl in black robe in front of her.
The huge robe covered the entire head and was wearing a mysterious mask.
Just from the observation of the movements, she was not nervous at all.
Very confident.
The invigilator took a look at the prescription and knew that the girl must have learned medical skills and pharmacology somewhere, and she is quite proficient.
When I asked me to go down to get the medicine, the invigilator led Qin Qian to the inner room.
He pretended to be careless.
"Have you studied pharmacology before, and have you been an apprentice of a pharmacist?"
"I didn't, I just learned some pharmacology by myself." Qin Qiandao.
This answer is really a little bit unhurried, so why are you promising at a young age?
I just don't know how old I am.
I'm still very young when I hear the sound.
However, many women are over 100 years old, and have practiced properly, and their voices and figures look like girls.
The invigilator didn't ask much, and he would know after looking at the face under the mask.
As early as the girl's first round of tests, her pharmacist license was ready.
Whoever lets the girl emit the glory in the first level let the Yao Pavilion know that the waves wash away the sand, maybe today I found a shining gold!
Usually, ordinary staff are responsible for this kind of work. Today, the pharmacist Shi Zhengrong, who is a pharmacist, personally took the pharmacist card and handed it to the girl in black robe with both hands.
"This is your pharmacist license, please take it away."
"Thank you for the supervision."
Qin Qian looked down at the pharmacist license, a black card made of special mitral silver, with inscriptions engraved by the inscription master, and with the blessing of a special magic array, it can record new data at any time.
The name of gold-burning is written on it [Nan Jingsu], next to it is four small characters: Huang-level pharmacist.
Shi Zhengrong finally felt a little relieved when he saw the girl in black robe playing with the pharmacist card. This kind of curiosity was quite like a novice pharmacist.
In fact... Qin Qian just hadn't seen a pharmacist license many times. She had held the pharmacist tower for a whole hundred years and had long forgotten what the pharmacist license looked like.
It seems that as a Medicine Lord, there is also a certificate.
But at that time, as her identity, there was no need to get this pharmacist card? The price was reduced.
Her white robe is a symbol!
Qin Qian thought it was over, but she was taken to a window by the invigilator.
"Finally, please take your mask off, thank you."
"Do you have to take the cover?" Qin Qian asked.
"process."
Shi Zhengrong smiled and said kindly: "If your pharmacist license is lost in the future and you come back to apply for it, how will the pharmacist identify you?"
“…”
This is true.
Qin Qian calmly took off her mask. The face under the mask seemed to have experienced the most terrifying torture in the world.
It's like a broken avocado again.
Burn bumps are everywhere, and anyone will get goosebumps when they see it!
Qin Qian was stunned when she saw the invigilator, and knew that she had disguised herself too much, and she was afraid that she would scare the other party.
It seems that I can't use Yu Wushen's face as a sample.
Like a ghost...
It's not worth the life!
Chapter completed!