You can't mess with this devil

Chapter 7 Reiki Powder

In the box next to Su Yang, more than a dozen men and women are celebrating the boy's recovery from a serious illness, all of them blushing!

"Huang Ping, this time you survived a catastrophe, you will surely have future blessings, my cousin toasts you!"

A young man wearing Adidas stood up, saluted Zhang Ping, who was still pale, and poured the wine glass into his mouth!

"Thank you cousin!"

Although Huang Ping looked a little pale, he still couldn't hide the excitement and excitement on his face!

My body is finally healed, and those little tender models who are kept at home will change a batch when the time comes, they are all tired of playing!

Even now, Huang Ping has already figured out what kind of young model to change, and school girls are also very good!
"Gollum!"

Immediately, Huang Ping thought about it in his mind, and drank the wine in his hand in one gulp!

"Huang Ping, since your mother got married, my uncle hasn't seen your mother very much, and he hasn't seen you a few times. This time, he finally came to Jiangcheng, so he should stay with your grandfather for a while!

Your grandfather has just served as the president of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association. When the time comes, he will take you to play. There are still many girls with excellent temperaments! "

A middle-aged man with a big belly said.

"Then thank you uncle!"

Huang Ping immediately nodded towards the middle-aged man with a big belly, then turned his head to an old man next to him and said, "Miraculous doctor Shen Yizhu, this time I can save my life, thanks to your help!

This cup, I respect you! "

The old man in a gray robe couldn't help showing a hint of pride on his face, and said, "Cure the sick and save the sick, that's what I should do!"

Immediately, Huang Ping and Shen Yizhu drank a glass of wine each!

After drinking white wine, half a minute later...!
"puff!!"

Huang Ping only felt a tightness in his chest, and then a mouthful of old blood spurted out!
As soon as his body softened, he fell directly to the ground, tripped over the chair behind him, and lay on the floor, clutching his cramped chest, struggling and twitching on the ground non-stop!

"Ping'er, what's wrong with you, Ping'er?"

In the next second, a woman showed panic and ran towards Huang Ping on the ground in a panic!
"Ping'er, are you okay, don't scare uncle!"

Immediately, there was a commotion in the private room, and a dozen or so people gathered around one after another, with nervous expressions on their faces!

"Where is the genius doctor Shen Yizhu, let the genius doctor Shen Yizhu take a look!" Huang Ping's father hurriedly called out.

"Get out of the way, let me see!"

Shen Yizhu pushed away the people beside him, and hurriedly stepped forward to feel his pulse, his face gradually became gloomy!
"Doctor Shen, how is my son?" The middle-aged woman looked at Shen Yizhu in front of her nervously and asked.

"Ugh!"

Shen Yizhu heaved a long sigh, and then said regretfully and bitterly: "Originally, the illness has been suppressed, but just now drinking two glasses of wine caused the illness to relapse!

Now, I can't live for more than three days! "

Three days to die! !
"boom!!"

Shen Yizhu's words struck Huang Ping's ears like a bolt from the blue!

Three days, I can only live for three days!
This, this is impossible, hasn't he already recovered?
I have to go back to play with women, I have to go back to bully people to play, how can I die!

Not reconciled, I am not reconciled! !
Huang Ping's mother felt her head go blank, she fell to the ground with a dull expression on her face!

"Master Shen Yizhu, is there really no other way?" Huang Ping's father said eagerly.

"Oh!" Shen Yizhu shook his head again and sighed.

"Miracle doctor Shen Yizhu, you are a famous doctor in southern Jiangsu, you must cure my nephew!

If you can't cure it, there will be no one in the world who can save my nephew's life! "

The middle-aged man with a big belly prayed.

"Oh, the old man can't do anything!"

Shen Yizhu shook his head again, with a look of helplessness on his face!
The people around, originally happy, suddenly became a little sad!
"What is the taste!"

At this moment, a strange fragrance wafted in the air, which penetrated into the heart, and after just smelling it, one felt refreshed, Shen Yizhu frowned and said.

"Yeah, it smells so good!"

"I feel so comfortable after smelling this smell, and I feel relaxed!"

"It seems to be coming from outside the door!"

……

"Yes, it's the smell of Reiki Powder... yes, it's the smell of Reiki Powder...!"

A look of ecstasy gradually appeared on Shen Yizhu's face and he said: "I'm saved, I'm saved... Huang Ping is saved...!
As long as he took the Lingqi Powder, Huang Ping would be cured immediately! "

Aura scattered!
get well! !
As soon as Shen Yizhu finished speaking, the middle-aged woman grabbed Shen Yizhu's arm like a mad dog and said, "What you said is true, what kind of spiritual energy scattered can save my Jia Ping'er?"

"Yes, as long as you take Lingqi powder, your son's illness will be cured immediately!"

Shen Yizhu remembered that more than 40 years ago, before his master died, he refined this kind of spiritual energy powder that could cure all diseases, and it tasted like this.

It's just that when I got to my place, it was lost...!
"Then the aura is scattered!"

The middle-aged man's face gradually became anxious, and he asked eagerly.

"Outside the door, it should be outside the door, come with me...!"

As soon as Shen Yizhu finished speaking, he rushed out of the box, his eyes fell on the porcelain pot held by a waiter in the corridor!

The smell is coming from here!
"You, what are you doing?"

The waiter saw Shen Yizhu and others approaching him and surrounded him, and said with a little fear

Shen Yizhu immediately lifted the lid of the small pot, took a deep breath through his nose, and then felt refreshed and said, "Yes, the aura powder brewed with century-old ginseng!

That's right, as long as Huang Ping takes this decoction, his illness will definitely be cured! ! "

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and bring the thing over and serve it to my son!"

After the middle-aged young woman finished speaking, she stepped forward and grabbed the waiter's arm, saying excitedly.

"Hey, what are you doing? This is not your thing, it cannot be given to you!"

When the waitress saw several people coming to grab her soup, she immediately became anxious!

"Isn't it just a dish? Our Zhang family bought it!" Huang Ping's uncle immediately waved his hand.

"No, this is cooked with the medicinal materials brought from the box next door, not from our hotel!" The waiter shook his head again and said.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll just buy it from him!" The middle-aged woman hurriedly said, "Is it the box next to us, the one in 809!"

"Correct!"

The waitress nodded!

……

At this moment, Lin Qingyi, who was being teased by Su Yang in the box, giggled, and then heard a "bang", and the door of the box was pushed heavily!
A group of people, swarming here!

The one who took the lead was that middle-aged potbellied man, Huang Ping's uncle, who looked at Su Yang with a haughty expression, and said condescendingly, "Boy, is this soup yours?"

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