Chapter 395 Identification Caused Blood Case

Focused on completing all the later work, Zhang Fan stopped. The rosacea quickly smeared some sticky but shining green glue on the patient's body. After finishing it, he said to the unconscious patient, "Wow-Okay! This guy, although I can't let you live long, I hope you can be a good person in the future!"

After saying that, he handed the flat pot to Zhang Fan and said to him with a smile, "You did a good job, but I didn't expect you to be really a skilled person. I can save a lot of worry in the future. Come on, take a sip..."

"I don't drink..." Zhang Fan's hands were stained with blood. Looking at the dirty wine pot, he wanted to vomit.

"It's not wine, it's a tonic, which is good for you." The rosacea couldn't help but stuff the flat pot into Zhang Fan's hand. Zhang Fan picked up two fingers and took a sip reluctantly...

Huo - a cool ** flowed into the stomach sac along the throat, and Zhang Fan immediately felt refreshed, "It's delicious. What kind of water is this?" Zhang Fan couldn't help taking another sip.

"Tap water..." The rosacea said casually. How can Zhang Fan believe it? How can there be such a cow-forced tap water? If it is tap water. Ordinary people are going to become immortals.

The rosacea dentist added: "That flat pot is only a gathering spirit pot. If any water is poured into it, as long as it is left for three days and nights, it will become a spiritual liquid."

When Zhang Fan heard this, he found an equally dirty cloth, wiped the blood-stained metal pot, and carefully looked at the pattern on it. It was indeed a little like the spiritual charm array painted by Maoshan Taoism. The material of this pot seems to be what Aken said about titanium alloy.

"What is this pot made of?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Oh, I don't know. It was given by a foreign friend, which seems to be called mithril. It turned out to be a wine. It's a space prop that can hold a large bucket of wine. The rune on it was made by the Land Lord and asked by Maoshan Taoist priest. It's very good, right?"

Zhang Fan nodded and returned the wine pot to the rosacea. You don't clean it here..."

"It's useless. It's clean. A few days later, there is a disease, and it's a mess. I'm not a good come here, and you will understand later. Be mentally prepared. This is not a third-class hospital, and it is not a painless disease. If you come in here, you are all terminally ill..."

The rosacea finger touched his head, "It's not normal here!" He pointed to his heart again, "It's not normal here!"

Zhang Fan took off his surgical suit and fell into meditation...

............

He doesn't have to go to the supernatural clinic of rosacea every day. As long as he has a job, he will naturally receive calls for help. In fact, there is really a lack of a nurse who can help him tidy up that terrible room. But what kind of woman can be a nurse in this other clinic? She needs a lot of courage and a certain spiritual ability and nursing skills. Zhang Fan thought of the green wings...

The comfortable time of the weekend came again. This time, a friend actually got a European medieval knight armor with more money and assembled it in Zhang Fan's store, which was very beautiful. A group of players gathered to praise and made the rich friend proud. It is said that he bought it from a friend who returned to Europe, and his friend bought it from an auction. However, Zhang Fan is not very interested. There are several sets of such armor in his house in the hometown of the precepter, and they are all complete. If this thing was changed two months ago, I really couldn't see it. Now you can tell the true from the false across the two roads.

Zhang Fan shook his head and went to drink tea. When a careful friend saw that Zhang Fan didn't say anything, he just beat the drum in his heart. He quietly sat over and asked, "How about that thing?"

"Yes, it's beautiful. It's a good decoration in the living room." Zhang Fan was perfunctory.

The friend immediately understood, "Does this mean fake?"

"You see, the drawing process on the metal of the armor is clearly polished by modern machines. In ancient times, this kind of full-body armor was made by hand. The armor should be a tapped mark, not a trace of high-speed friction trace. Do you think it's true or false?" Zhang Fan took a sip of tea and whispered, "That left arm guard is real... Don't say more, others have spent a lot of money..."

"It seems that you have also studied this foreign armor?" The friend came forward and took a closer look and found that the left arm armor was indeed different from other parts, as Zhang Fan said.

"This identification technique is all connected. I have read the relevant materials. The N City Museum also has similar ancient Chinese armor, with different styles and the same principle. To put it bluntly, it's not mysterious at all. Zhang Fan said while drinking tea. The most important thing for this identification is to see whether it has ancient craftsmanship. If the craftsmanship is wrong, no matter how well the story is compiled, it is useless.

It was not until the evening that the group of talkative friends dispersed one after another. Zhang Fan cleaned the shop and had to go home. One turned around and saw a tall and thin man in his fifties standing at the door, silent and frighteningly. However, he knows the man who has taken fake swords and bronzes to identify.

"Oh, what's wrong with you..." Zhang Fan estimated that this guy took something to identify again. In fact, he noticed that the middle-aged man was hesitant to walk around the door in the morning.

"This...Mr. Zhang..." The middle-aged man hesitated to take out a package from behind and said with a smile, "Look, there are many people here today, and you are only a little free now. Can you help me see..."

"I dare not be a teacher. Since you have been waiting for most of the day, come in and sit for a while." Zhang Fan pulled a chair and gave him some tea. He looked at the package in his eyes and looked a little tall and heavy. It seemed that this guy had bought some big one again!

"You're welcome! You're welcome..." The middle-aged man quickly waved his hand and quickly buried his head in opening the package. The outsourcing here is very careful and dense, and it seems that this thing is still very important in his heart.

Zhang Fan sighed in his heart, worried that if this thing was fake again, he really didn't want to hit him. However, looking at such a large device, the possibility of fake is too great. The larger the device, the more difficult it is to make in ancient times, and the higher the value is. Generally, they are heavy weapons. Only museums will appear, and most of the folk are fake. And this guy seems to like ancient bronzes. With such a large shape, the probability of buying fakes is too high!

However, when the last layer of foam packaging was removed, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up! This is a plain bronze tripod nearly 40 centimeters high. Except for the lid on the back, it is so perfect in Zhang Fan's eyes.

"Cough, that's good! The copper rust hair color and shape are right, but the lid is not an era..." Zhang Fan didn't use it, because the owner hadn't opened his mouth yet.

"Ah, the lid is added later. For some reason..." the middle-aged man explained.

Zhang Fan frowned. The lid was sealed with transparent glue on the tripod and covered the middle with a newspaper, as if he was afraid that the contents would fall out. What's the need to draw snakes like this?

"Can I open it and look inside? It's not easy to analyze." Zhang Fan asked. There should be no big problem with this tripod, just to see if there are any other words or decorations that can be used to break generations, or if there is any other damage.

"Oh, do you need to look inside?" The middle-aged man hesitated.

"There is no problem. It's up to you whether you look at it or not, because the exterior is plain, and there are no words and decorations, so it is difficult to define the specific age. Let's see if there is..." Zhang Fan shrugged his shoulders. The things were good, but naturally he would not get started without the owner's consent.

"Well, then open it,... I'll do it myself, and there are things under the newspaper..." The middle-aged man asked Zhang Fan, which naturally didn't save his face.

Zhang Fan didn't say anything. He gave himself some tea and drank it. The middle-aged man carefully tore open the transparent glue and gently removed the newspaper. Zhang Fan squinted at it...

There is a yellow rune paper under the newspaper. There is a suppressed rune painted on it. It looks like a Maoshan Taoist school, but the aura is weak and seems to have its appearance. It is only better than the fortune-telling on the ordinary rivers and lakes. It can be bought on the Internet, and the painting is slightly stronger. It can also be regarded as a little bit of Taoism. At least the scarlet letter above is written in a real cinnabar book, but the spiritual power above is much worse than the lowest Maoshan spiritual charm in Zhang Fan's hand.