return from cultivation

Chapter 83

If Mr. Li knew that the "drink" was pulled out of Zhan Wenbai's throat, I don't know if he could still think so happily.

After drinking the medicine, Mr. Song put the bowl beside him, then put his fingers lightly on Mr. Li's pulse, and began to diagnose the pulse.He does this kind of thing every day, but every time the result of the pulse diagnosis is the same, it is disappointing.Old man Li is too old, even if he supplements with medicine, his body functions cannot keep up, and it is difficult to digest the medicine.Therefore, most of the medicinal power is stored in the body, making it a little swollen all over.

Faced with this situation, Mr. Song has no good solution.Even if Mr. Li can only absorb one-tenth of it, he will continue to do so.

However, Mr. Song discovered something different during the pulse diagnosis this time.

Mr. Li's pulse showed that his blood flow was speeding up, and his pulse was stronger.Although it is not obvious at the moment, it is continuous.This surprised Mr. Song, and his expression gradually became serious.A sudden change in pulse is sometimes not a good thing.He was pretty sure his tonic wouldn't cause this.Then the only possibility is that Mr. Li took other things while he was away.

After questioning, Mr. Li told him that he hadn't eaten anything except the drinks brought by Zhan Wenbai.

drinks?Zhan Wenbo?Mr. Song instinctively remembered that Zhan Wenbai once talked about a medicine called Qixue Pill, and boasted greatly about its miraculous effects.Could it be that he didn't heed his own warning, or did he bring something?
Mr. Song was very angry. As a doctor, the more famous he was, the less he wanted his patients to be interfered by others.That would not only affect his judgment on the condition, but also deny his medical skills at another level!Such behavior is intolerable for any doctor who cherishes his reputation!

Therefore, Mr. Song immediately asked someone to contact Zhan Wenbai and asked him to explain the matter clearly.

But Zhan Wenbai had expected this reaction from him a long time ago, so he turned off his phone directly, and no one could find him.

Mr. Song was angry and anxious, but there was no other way.With Mr. Li's current physical condition, before he knew what he was drinking, it was obviously impossible to take a huge risk to perform gastric lavage. He could only ask the doctor to strengthen monitoring.As long as Mr. Li's body deteriorates, he will be ready to rescue him immediately.

Zhan Wenbo didn't know that his kind behavior made the doctors in the municipal hospital nervous.If it weren't for the fact that his family has some influence, and he has a deep friendship with Mr. Li and Tang Zhenzhong, and it is unlikely that he would poison him, Mr. Song would have already notified someone to arrest him.

However, although Mr. Song didn't intend to move Zhan Wenbai immediately, he sent someone to Guilaixuan to find out about the Qi and Blood Pill.

In the past few days, the popularity of Guilaixuan has increased a lot.

Among the three people who were consulted by Suhang, two of them had confirmed that they had really encountered a miracle doctor.Especially the fat man who lost his appetite, he used the prescription given by Su Hang to grab the medicine, and after taking it for only two days, his appetite increased greatly.The troubles in my mind also faded away.Feel good and feel great.Coupled with the magic of the anti-alcoholic medicine, the fat man immediately became a loyal fan of Gui Lai Xuan.

Everywhere you go, hype the wonders of this little clinic.

With the hot sale of anti-alcoholic medicine and Qixue Dan, more and more people know about Guilaixuan.And because of the rules of the lottery, many people use the possession of a hangover medicine as a bragging rights.Those who won the lottery got the medicine, one by one, set up a drinking game that night, took the pill in front of everyone, and then started to find someone to fight for the wine.Others are envious and resentful, what kind of skill is cheating by tricks, when I also buy the pill, you won't die if you drink it!

There are at least 30 people here every day to draw lots, and as the number of people increases, the demand for increasing the number of pills has also increased a lot.

Yan Xue remained unmoved, no matter how many people you come, there are only three hangover medicines and one Qi and blood pill every day.Even the medicinal mud for removing scars is limited to one serving per person.She resolutely implements the requirements of Suzhou and Hangzhou, Guilaixuan is not mainly selling medicines, but a place to see doctors!However, it is rare for ordinary people to see Suzhou and Hangzhou, which can only come to the clinic one day a week.

Even though the fat man and the man with the broken bone talked about Suhang's medical skills as miraculous, many people still expressed doubts.In their view, no matter how good a person's medical skills are, there is a limit. After all, this society is dominated by Western medicine.But the pills made by ancient prescriptions can have miraculous effects.They are far more interested in pills than seeking medical treatment.

Almost everyone in the middle-class wealthy circle around Ancheng now knows that there is a small clinic that sells miraculous hangover medicine that can keep you drinking for a thousand cups.In addition, there is also the Qi and Blood Pill that makes you vigorous and powerful.Although Qi and Blood Pill has many effects, most men only value one of its advantages.When a person reaches the age of 50 or [-], if he can fight for another hour, I don't know how many people will die with envy.

Zhan Wenbai, who came here every day to wait for the lottery, was very depressed. If he knew those pills were so good, he should have asked Suhang for more.It's good now, three pills a day, and we have to draw lots.Dozens of people draw together, the probability is too low.Zhan Wenbai has been smoking for four days in a row, but he has never been hit, and he is so angry that he thinks he will never come again.

But thinking about the effect of the pill, and looking at the proud looks of those who won the lottery, he couldn't swallow the breath in his heart.

Unsurprisingly, he is the first one to arrive every day.

When the people sent by Mr. Song arrived at Guilaixuan, they were shocked to see dozens of people standing at the door, thinking they were here to make trouble.After asking in the past, I realized that they all came to draw lots to buy medicine.

Do you still need to draw lots to buy medicine?What about the lottery?
The person who came was a clerk from a Chinese medicine store, and he always looked down on this small clinic.So even though the people around him said that the pills were good and good, he only thought they were a bunch of bumpkins who didn't know much.In Huan'an City, everyone knows that Mr. Song's shop is the most authentic Chinese medicine shop.Other shops are basically selling dog meat under the guise of sheep, Chinese medicine who knows nothing!

The clerk, who didn't take these people seriously at all, was about to walk inside carelessly.Before he could take two steps, he was pulled back.The fat man who was full of fat and looked like he weighed two hundred catties said fiercely: "What are you doing? Want to jump in line?"

"I'm here to find someone!" The clerk frowned, thinking that it really was a bunch of ignorant people, it was too rude.

"No matter what you are here for, go to the queue honestly!" said the fat man.

"How old are you?" The clerk pouted contemptuously.

Fatty's face darkened. He was not considered a top character in Guilaixuan's group, but he was very upset to be despised by a guy who didn't look like a big shot.Immediately pinched the other person's shoulders, and said in a sinister way: "I, Du Gaole, have lived for more than forty years, and you are the first person to ask me who I am!"

There was a pain in his shoulder, and the name Du Gaole was familiar to the clerk.He took a closer look at the fat man, and couldn't help shivering.Isn't this person Boss Du who specializes in house demolition in the south of the city?The development of Huan'an City is getting better and better, and the surrounding towns are included in the urban area.In this process, many people who make a living from demolition were born.

Du Gaole is one of them.

He was a farmer in a small village in his early years. Later, he felt that farming made too little money, so he recruited people to help the government demolish the house.Many years ago, the law was not so perfect. During the demolition process, he often used some methods that could not be put on the table.Although it gradually became more formalized later, when mentioning Boss Du, many people still feel apprehensive.

The clerk's hometown is also in the south of the city. When he saw Du Gaole leading hundreds of people to do things with his own eyes, it was so majestic. He was so scared that his legs trembled when he thought about it.

And Du Gaole had been diagnosed by Suhang before, if he hadn't taken the medicine, he might be suffering from depression now.Among so many people, he is one of the "fans" who support Gui Lai Xuan the most.It is naturally intolerable to see someone jumping in line.

Seeing that Du Gaole is also queuing here, the clerk is a little confused.If such a person wants to buy medicine, he can just send someone here, why bother to be there in person?

How did he know that the local tyrants in Huan'an City had already regarded winning the lottery as a great joy.As long as he wins, he can't wait to put up the trumpet and announce it to the world.How can I let my subordinates replace such a showy thing?

Before the clerk could figure it out, another middle-aged man who looked fair said, "Little brother, go to the queue, don't break the rules."

The clerk raised his head to look at him, and the more he looked at him, the more familiar he looked.Looking back, he was taken aback again.

This man in a white shirt and gold-rimmed glasses seems to be Hao Donglai, the chairman of Donglai Co., Ltd.?As the largest transportation company around Ancheng, Donglai Motorcade's business covers several nearby cities, and has a tendency to expand to the whole province.Regardless of his gentle appearance, he may be in the transportation business. How many people are there who don't touch black and white?
Hao Donglai is actually queuing here too...

The clerk rubbed his glasses, looked at the people in line again, and immediately found many acquaintances.

Mr. Huang from Shengnan Clothing, Mr. Niu from Jiangguang Trade, Chairman Wan from Seabed Blue Wine...

All the characters who need to be looked up to by the shop assistants are all lined up here honestly.And looking at their expressions, it seems that queuing up is not a big deal.And that look of anticipation and nervousness, what the hell is that?

Huan'an City is huge, but there are only a handful of real top rich people.The most important role to the city's economy is still these middle-level people in front of them.Without their support, Huan'an City would be half abolished.

The clerk didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, and walked to the end of the line very honestly.

In the clinic, local tyrants who didn't care about money walked to the table and picked up the paper balls on the table.Open it and take a look, the one who won the lottery was naturally overjoyed and triumphant.Those who didn't win the lottery sighed, and occasionally someone slapped their hands bitterly, muttering: "Just say don't take this, what a bad hand!"

(End of this chapter)