I have a promise with the beauty

Lu Yao hummed a little tune and rode her motorcycle in high spirits, but this time she was very stable and did not drive very fast.

"You've earned it, my sister is just like what I thought." Yang Qingshan hugged Lu Yao from behind, put his arms around Lu Yao's slender waist, and lay on Lu Yao's back with his head a little dizzy.

"You're still as bad as ever, but I can't take away the wine. I'll give it to you, otherwise dad will accuse me of taking other people's things randomly."

"That's so embarrassing, thank you."

"Thank you, but this red wine doesn't taste good at all."

"Haha, doesn't this make that useless Li waste a little more money? This is so satisfying. I wonder if that store gives credit."

Lu Yao smiled angrily and said: "That's a store opened by a big star. The backstage is very hard. You might think it's a food stall or a seafood shop on the beach. It also offers credit."

Yang Qingshan laughed loudly while lying behind Lu Yao. Lu Yao got excited and accidentally stepped on the accelerator, and then Yang Qingshan's screams rang out on the road.

Back at the beach, Lu Yao went to work, while Yang Qingshan took the wine to Lao Wang's Seafood Restaurant, put the red wine at his place, and then returned to the two-story building, rested for a while and started refining elixirs.

This is a big business with a price of ten thousand per pill. We have to deliver the goods tomorrow, so there must be no delay.

Yang Qingshan kept refining the pill until midnight, looking at the seven golden Shenqi pills in the pill furnace with satisfaction, the record was broken again.

After a simple calculation, even if one elixir furnace successfully refines five elixirs, two furnaces a day, it only takes ten days to refine a hundred elixirs. Take two pills every day and sell them to Mr. Hua.

One pill, and I estimate that I can go to the hospital to see the old man in about half a month.

"Rest." After taking a Shenqi pill to replenish the consumed energy, Yang Qingshan fell into a drowsy sleep.

Early the next morning, a young man was waiting for Yang Qingshan in front of the small building. Yang Qingshan stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking at the young man speechlessly. He was the clerk of Hua Tuo Hall. Mr. Hua was eager to make money, so early in the morning

Come and get the goods.

"Here." Yang Qingshan sorted it out and threw a paper bag to the clerk.

"That's it?" the clerk asked doubtfully.

"Yes, that's it, don't lose it." Yang Qingshan smiled, turned around and saw the huge pot given by Lao Wangtou, and threw another cigarette to the clerk: "By the way, there is also a prescription here, grab one and bring it over

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"It's the medicinal soup from last time. Okay." The clerk said, turned and left.

Yang Qingshan didn't want to waste that huge pot, so when he swallowed Shenqi pills to nourish his energy and restore his energy, he made a medicinal soup. As a result, Yang Qingshan's energy increased rapidly. The combination of medicinal soup and Shenqi pills made the energy in his body increase rapidly.

, there was more and more Qi in the meridians. But gradually, Yang Qingshan felt that he was increasingly unable to control his Qi, like a wild horse trying to break free of the reins.

"Fortunately, I will be refining two furnaces of Shenqi pills tomorrow and then I can go see the old man."

Yang Qingshan was a little worried. Through alchemy, he paid more and more attention to Qi, but he didn't want to cause any problems with Qi. However, early the next morning, in addition to the Hua Tuo Hall clerk coming to pick up the medicine, an uninvited guest also came.

Today, she wears a vest and a miniskirt. She has that devilish figure that any man would take a second look at.

The clerk turned around and left the beach three times, while Yang Qingshan looked at the surf board with a grimace.

"It's really nothing big, old man. No need?"

"But as juniors, it's appropriate to go and visit together. Besides, after my father passed away, he is my only relative in Nanyang City."

"Relatives? Isn't that an exaggeration? Aren't they just old friends?" Yang Qingshan said with a frown.

"Don't get me wrong, I am the old man's god-granddaughter." He said to the lang board while drinking tea, his expression and eyes did not look like he was lying.

"Then I've been here for four years, why have I never seen you?"

He glared at Yang Qingshan angrily and said: "I only returned to Nanyang City two years ago, and the day after I came back I came to see the old man. At that time, a tough man was rescuing people on the beach. What do you think about that man?

Can you see me coming?"

"It shouldn't be visible, but saving people is a big deal." Yang Qingshan said with a guilty conscience. It turned out that he was really saving people at that time.

"It's a pity." He looked at Yang Qingshan and said with a proud smile on his face.

"What are you regretting? All the beauties pursuing me have lined up across the sea."

"Hmph, let's go see the old man."

The boss didn't want to talk nonsense with Yang Qingshan, and suddenly stared at Yang Qingshan with a pair of fierce eyes, but Yang Qingshan smiled slightly. He could see such a glare from Lu Yao almost every now and then, and it was not lethal at all.

"Don't worry, no matter what happens to the old man, I will always be on your side." The red board said seriously.

Yang Qingshan ignored the lang board, not because he didn't believe in the lang board, but because he really didn't want the old man to be disturbed.

There was silence on the rooftop for a while, and Yang Qingshan's cell phone suddenly rang. Yang Qingshan glanced casually and saw that it was the hospital where the old man was staying. He suddenly felt nervous because the hospital had never called since the old man was hospitalized.

"Hello?"

"Is this Mr. Yang Qingshan?"

"yes."

"Please come to the hospital, patient..."

Yang Qingshan's face turned pale and he hurried downstairs, followed by the dash board after him.

"Let's go together. I have a car, so the speed will be faster."

"good."

Yang Qingshan didn't care about that much. He got into the sports car with sills and soon arrived at the hospital. He rushed to the front desk and asked which operating room the old man was in. He happened to meet the menopausal head nurse. Yang Qingshan wanted to hide, but was

The head nurse caught it.

"The old man is in the ward."

"Thank you."

Yang Qingshan and Chong Lang came to the ward and saw that there was already a person inside, so they walked in suspiciously. At first glance, they saw that it was Mr. Hua from Hua Tuo Hall.

"Little brother Yang, you are here." Mr. Hua smiled and said, fearing that Yang Qingshan would misunderstand, "I have known the old man for twenty years."

"It's you, old man..."

"I'm in a coma, but the doctor can't explain the cause, so I don't dare to go to the emergency room." Mr. Hua said with a bitter smile.

Yang Qingshan walked to the hospital bed, stared blankly at the old man with his eyes closed, put his hand on the old man's wrist, felt a weak pulse, and felt relieved.

Although Yang Qingshan did not study medicine with the old man, he had to take his pulse every few days for four years, and Yang Qingshan also learned to feel the pulse.

"How's it going? I checked my pulse and couldn't see anything wrong. I'm in a weird coma." Mr. Hua said in a low voice.

Chonglang stood in front of the hospital bed, his eyes rolled around, and he asked curiously: "What's going on?"

"It should be fine." Yang Qingshan said.

"This is..." Mr. Hua looked at the washboard in confusion.

"A female gangster, ignore her." Yang Qingshan said unhappily.

He pouted at the lang board without saying anything, and sat on the side looking at the old man in trance.

The old man's attending doctor came in, held a sheet and said to Yang Qingshan: "Sign."

Yang Qingshan took a look and saw that it was a critical illness document. Knowing that the old man had no relatives, he signed it without hesitation.

"Although the cause of the patient's coma cannot be found, his physical condition is gradually declining. We have tried our best. We only called you to inform you to go back and prepare for the funeral."

"I know, thank you doctor." Yang Qingshan said sadly, stayed in the ward with everyone for a while, and then left the ward.

The head nurse appeared quietly, walked behind Yang Qingshan and pulled her twice. Yang Qingshan was stunned, and when he saw that the head nurse had something to say, he and the head nurse went to a deserted place.

"This is what the old man asked me to give to you before he fell into coma." The head nurse gave Yang Qingshan a small notebook.

"Why did you leave it to me? Do you know the old man?"

"My mother's illness was cured by the old man ten years ago. The old man didn't let me tell you." The head nurse smiled, and her livid face turned rare and gentle.

Yang Qingshan opened the small book curiously, closed it after just one glance, and put it in his pocket pretending to be fine.

ps: rolling all over the floor, asking for collection, asking for flowers