After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

The cultivators who gathered in the yard just now had disappeared, except for the sword cultivator who had just gone to the pharmacy to buy medicine.

He saw Jiang Su hurriedly stepped forward to meet him, "Miss Jiang, can the price of my medicine be cheaper." His voice was not loud, as if he never cared about the relationship between bargaining and face.

As expected of a sword cultivator, even at his age of several hundred years, his nature is simple.

Holding the locust tree seeds in his hand, Jiang Su glanced at the bald Jianxiu when he heard the sound.

"Is there a residence in the Southern Region?" Jiang Suzhuang asked unintentionally.

Jianxiu shook his head violently, shaking the wig on his head.

"Then why don't you just stay in the medical hall." Pointing to Chen Zeshen in the hall, he said to the sword repairman, "Come with him."

"Do some work on weekdays and pay for it."

The sword cultivator's eyes were straightened when he heard it, and the sound of inhaling was rough.

"Miss Jiang..." He folded his sword behind his waist, clasped his fists and saluted

"Miss Jiang is so kind and virtuous, I..."

He held back for a long time and didn't know what to say.

"You're still weird, I..."

So, in just two breaths, Jiang Su knew what a man in the actual sense is.

They don't cry, they just look at you with an extremely twisted expression.

The two eyebrows are gathered together, the tails of the eyebrows are pressed down, and the upper and lower eyelids are squeezed in the middle, which is said to be squinting, but it also looks like closed flesh.Mouth parted and pursed.

"Why is it so like a bitter gourd?" Jiang Su said to himself.

"What bitter melon?" Chen Zeshen walked over from behind the man, looking at the two of them curiously.

He heard Jiang Su's words, and it seems that he will live here until Huaiying recovers.And this medical center will also have this dear friend besides myself as a temporary resident.

Jiang Su glanced back at him, then set his eyes on Jianxiu's bitter face, and pointed to the rooms that turned left after entering the Yusu Hall.

"That's a place for patients to stay temporarily. But there's no one there right now, so you can just pick one there."

After saying that, the girl suddenly smiled slyly, raised her chin slightly and said, "If you are willing to live together, that's fine."

whee.

"The people in the medical center don't have much communication with you on weekdays. Apart from making alchemy, they are also busy seeing doctors or copying prescriptions, so..."

"Don't worry, Miss Jiang! We won't care! Having a place to live is enough for me!"

The bald sword repairman said very contentedly.

Jiang Su shook his head, pointing at the blue smoke rising slowly behind the pharmacy.

"I'm afraid you will disturb them. If these alchemists are affected and slow down alchemy, the loss of spirit stones will be borne by you."

The girl looked at Chen Zeshen suspiciously.

I would like to see what you, Chen Zeshen, want to do when you come to me, just to plant a tree?

Only fools believe.

The sword cultivator expressed his intentions, and said firmly: "Absolutely not! Miss Jiang, don't worry!"

Jiang Su didn't say much anymore, and ran directly to the base of the wall on the right side of Yusu Hall.

"Xianjun, I need to learn how to take care of flowers and plants with Miss Jiang, so I won't accompany you first." Chen Zeshen was courteous, clasped his fists, with sleeves fluttering, and caught up with him in a few steps.

Wait and see.

Jiang Su skillfully took out a pottery jar from the storage bag. The pottery pot was deep and big, the size of kimchi, and there were some neat holes in the bottom of the pot.

She held the storage bag in her hand again, with the mouth of the bag facing the big tank.

"Puff—"

The black soil poured out of Jiang Su's storage bag continuously, and when it covered about one-third of the place, she threw all the locust tree seeds into it.

After that, the black soil was covered and buried again, and finally filled the entire pottery vat with a height of half a person.

Smelling the unique smell of black soil, Jiang Su turned his face away, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

Turning around, he said to Chen Zeshen who was beside him, "Okay."

"It's all right???" Chen Zeshen stepped forward and lightly poked the soil in the vat with the head of his folding fan.

The soil is dark in color, and there is a faint spiritual power in the softness.

"Where did this black soil come from? Why do you put so much in your storage bag?"

Jiang Su glanced at him, and asked without answering, "Isn't there also black soil in the flowerpot when you came?"

It means that if you can do it, I can do it too.

"I bought that black soil at a high price from the Yan Kuan Trading Company in Zhongdu. At that time, it cost me 300 taels of high-grade spirit stones."

Chen Zeshen showed a slight heartache on his face. Although he was well-known and usually dressed in a rich and noble manner, a young master born from a concubine could not spend money like water.

What's more, his past has nothing to do with Zhongming Dingshi House.

Jiang Su deliberately joked: "Oh, if you have a chance to go to the Eastern Region in the future, just find a few shovels on the northerly hills and go down there, all of them."

"So why did you put the soil in the storage bag when you went to the Eastern Region?"

"……Leave me alone?"

Jiang Su turned around and left without talking speculatively. She came here today to see the general situation of Yu Sutang.

The hospital is under her management, and the pharmacy is under Xiao Shiyu's management.

As she walked out, she looked at the form of alchemy in the pharmacy.

"Su Yutang has no internal problems. If it wants to make a fortune, it seems... only external problems remain."

"What external problem?" Chen Zeshen was new here, and he didn't know much about Hongfeng Town.

"What are you following me for?" Jiang Su stopped at the door and turned to ask him.Folding his arms, his eyes were full of disgust.

I almost took a pen and wrote "stay away from me" on my face.

Chen Zeshen smiled, his face was like the spring of April, and the peach blossoms in front of his eyes were charming.

Jiang Su also looked at him with a smile, and her red lips parted slightly:

"City Lord Chen, is the Chen family still alive?"

Chen Zeshen's face froze for a moment, with a half-hearted smile, he opened the folding fan with a "swipe" sound, and eight long needles fell into his hand.

He sent the long needle to Jiang Su's hand.

"Naturally..."

"Not one left."

"..."

Borrowing a knife to kill someone does not mean drinking.

This dark landmine man's routine is deep enough.Chu Linying of Zhongdu conspired with the emperor's royal family to achieve the purpose of banning spirits in Zhongdu under the guise of this person.

And he also used the hands of these people to eradicate the entire Chen family.

The two sides use each other, tacitly get what they need... something.

wrong!Chen Zeshen is not taking advantage of the royal family!There should be power behind him!Similar to Song Wan'er!
A power that can make mortals who don't understand the spirit set foot on the road to immortality...

"Is there a lot of people in the organization behind you?" Jiang Su subconsciously touched his chin with his hand and asked bluntly.

She didn't take the long needle in Chen Zeshen's hand.

Chen Zeshen seemed to be stunned, then raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Miss Jiang is so courageous that she would ask me such a question directly."

He was no longer attached to the long needle in his hand, and simply let the long needle roll to the ground.

The moment the long needles landed, Su Sha flew out suddenly, chopped up all the long needles, and the dust fell to the ground.

"Not much, do you want to come?"