I have a promise with the beauty

Yang Qingshan and Mr. Hua agreed at the entrance of the hospital to go to the store to talk in the evening, and then returned to the beach in a sports car with a blackboard.

Yang Qingshan and the gangplank didn't talk to each other along the way, and they were both in bad moods. After getting off the car, the gangplank called out to Yang Qingshan.

"If you need any help with the old man's funeral, please call this number."

Yang Qingshan shook his head and did not leave a phone number, but lowered his head and returned to the second-story building.

I smiled bitterly at the boss. I didn't expect that the first time I took the initiative to leave a phone number, I was rejected. I was just worried that Yang Qingshan couldn't handle the old man's funeral alone. Why did I feel so lost?

"Brother, are you okay?" Xiao Liu ran out of the seafood shop and shouted.

"It's okay, go and do your work." Yang Qingshan said.

After going up to the rooftop, Yang Qingshan lay on the deck chair without moving for a whole day. In the evening, Xiaoliu brought dinner before he moved his body.

"Xiao Liu, get ready in a few days. The old man is going to die." Yang Qingshan said calmly after finishing the meal.

"Yes, it must be something big." Xiao Liu was stunned for a moment before saying, packed up his things and went downstairs.

Yang Qingshan washed his face, took a car and went to Hua Tuo Hall.

Mr. Hua and a very wealthy boss were discussing the price in the dark room of the warehouse. When he saw Yang Qingshan coming, he glanced at him. Yang Qingshan smiled without saying a word, just put a list on the table and came to the front.

The boss looked at Yang Qingshan strangely, and then said to Mr. Hua: "Mr. Hua, I have seen this Shenqi Pill before. Unfortunately, my friend at the time was unwilling to give it to him. He said it was a Shenma Shenqi Pill. Take it."

Is it true that it has the effect of immortality? Is this earthly prescription really that magical?"

"So what happened to Boss Zhao's friend after taking Shenqi Pills?" Mr. Hua said unhurriedly.

"My body is much better than before, and my spirit is also better. I feel like I am ten years younger. I have never seen him sick in the past few years. The most annoying thing is that every time I play golf with him, I used to win, but now he wins."

win."

"Haha, the effect is so remarkable, what else does Boss Zhao have to worry about?"

"I'm afraid that this elixir is fake. Everyone knows that there are so many magical elixirs these days, how many of them are real."

"Don't worry, this is for you to try out for free. If it goes well, we'll continue talking."

"Trial? Use me as a test subject." The boss said disdainfully, and the look on his face made people want to rush up and shake him.

Mr. Hua was not angry either. He looked at a golden Shenqi Pill on the delicate small plate on the coffee table. He slowly stretched out his hand and put the Shenqi Pill into his mouth, and then looked at Boss Zhao with a smile.

"There is only one Shenqi Pill a day, and it is gone today. Boss Zhao can leave now."

Boss Zhao was stunned and looked at Mr. Hua quietly. It was not until he was sure that Mr. Hua had really taken the Shenqi pills and it was not like he was faking it that he said coldly: "Stop acting, ordinary small pills can't be used."

If you want to do my business, Mr. Hua, it’s not that I don’t trust you, but that you used to be a dog-skin plaster seller.”

Mr. Hua smiled bitterly and said: "Well, I don't want to do this business with Boss Zhao. Boss Zhao, please go back."

Yang Qingshan sat quietly at the front desk and saw Boss Zhao walking out of the back with a cocked mouth and proudly. Without even looking at Yang Qingshan, he walked out of the store, got into his luxury car and left.

Yang Qingshan entered the dark room of the warehouse and saw a paper bag on the coffee table, guessing that it was the new medicinal material he wanted.

"The business failed?" Yang Qingshan asked as he sat down and drank tea.

"Hey, people, you really can't do bad things. You will be remembered for a lifetime. This is the medicine you want." Mr. Hua said with a hint of meaning.

"Have you ever done something bad?" Yang Qingshan collected the paper bag and asked curiously.

"That was twenty years ago. I was still selling dog-skin plasters. This shop didn't belong to me. It was the old man who saved my life and made me change my ways."

"Reform? It's just dog skin plaster."

"I also sold some fake medicines by the way."

Yang Qingshan rolled his eyes: "I really can't tell. Mr. Hua has done this kind of thing. Isn't he the descendant of Hua Tuo?"

Mr. Hua smiled. The old man asked Yang Qingshan to refine Shenqi Pills, which meant that he decided to pass on the mantle of Yang Qingshan, and he had nothing to hide from Yang Qingshan.

"Haha, I am really a descendant of Hua Tuo. Otherwise, how could an expert like the old man save me? It was probably because of the honor of my ancestors that I rescued me. After that, I became the old man's medicine boy for ten years.

It was not until ten years ago that I came to the medicinal street and opened my own pharmacy, which has been twenty years."

"So you and the old man have this kind of relationship. Were the Shenqi Pills made by the old man at that time as well?"

Yang Qingshan finally understood why Mr. Hua was so interested in his elixir and acted so enigmatic. It turned out that he was the old man's medicine boy back then.

"Well, I only owned this store by selling Shenqi pills, but after I established this store, the old man gave up."

Yang Qingshan drank tea silently, and said after a long time: "I will send someone to deliver twenty Shenqi pills later, and the rest is up to you. Don't be discouraged."

"Tell me not to be discouraged?" Mr. Hua said amusedly: "It's you who shouldn't be discouraged. The old man..."

"There comes a time when people have no choice but to face it, and I'm going to face it." Yang Qingshan said, and left Hua Tuo Hall with a smile.

After returning to the beach building, Yang Qingshan opened the paper bag given by Mr. Hua and took out the small book given by the head nurse.

The small book is very new and only contains one page.

"Dingshen pills stabilize body functions, strengthen the soul, and control the qi in the body. Ordinary people can calm their nerves after taking them."

Yang Qingshan looked at the small book with a wry smile. The old man was already unconscious, yet he prepared this prescription for himself so thoughtfully. It seemed that no matter what happened, the old man knew about it.

"With this prescription, I don't have to worry about being unable to control my qi that increases too quickly."

Yang Qingshan started refining Dingshen Pills. After several failures, he mastered the secret of refining Dingshen Pills. He could refine more than a dozen Dingshen Pills in one furnace. This pill was much simpler to refine than Shenqi Pills.

Yang Qingshan was tireless and after refining several batches of Dingshen Pills as if he was addicted, the Qi in Yang Qingshan's body finally became unstable. Yang Qingshan was in pain like a rainy day, and his whole body was shaking.

Yang Qingshan took a deep breath and held a newly-baked calming pill in his hand. The pure white light was very soft. Yang Qingshan swallowed it without hesitation, closed his eyes and waited quietly for the result.

Dingshen Pill is very mild and melts in the mouth. It is like a mouthful of hot soup, warming Yang Qingshan's intestines and stomach, followed by the meridians. Gradually, all the meridians stabilized, but after ten minutes, the meridians began to hurt again. Yang Qingshan

I quickly swallowed another pill, and this time my meridians completely calmed down.

Taking advantage of the stable Qi, Yang Qingshan started to practice Luck to strengthen his control over Qi. For some reason, Yang Qingshan started to refine the elixir while practicing Luck. Although it went well, one night, Yang Qingshan refined the elixir.

I bought dozens of Dingshen pills and a batch of Shenqi pills.

Yang Qingshan put the elixirs into several medicine bottles, put sticky notes on them, wrote the names of the elixirs, and then slept peacefully.

Everything was quiet for two days. In addition to refining two kinds of elixirs, Yang Qingshan and Xiao Liu were also preparing for the old man's funeral. However, on the night of the third day, there was finally some movement from other gangsters on the beach.

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