Jishi Medical Center.

It is a well-known century-old Chinese medicine hall, known as medicine to cure diseases.

After a hundred years of development, the scale of Jishi Medical Center has been very large.

Because of its existence, a street of medicinal herbs has even developed in the surrounding area.

The Chinese medicinal materials in the Jishi Medical Center are old enough, professionally preserved, and the variety of medicinal materials is also extremely rich.

To treat his godmother, Ye Aotian naturally wanted to use the best medicinal materials.

As soon as Ye Aotian stepped here, a strong medicinal fragrance came to his nose.

As soon as I saw the people queuing up to see a doctor, they lined up all the way to the outside of the medical hall.

On the stoves on the left and right, rows of medicine pots were steaming.

On the two huge pillars, a couplet is engraved:

"It is better to have medicine and dust on the shelf, but I hope that there will be no sick people in the world." "

There was a lot of people in the hospital, and countless patients were seeing patients.

The appeal of a century-old brand is unimaginable.

Ye Aotian stood in the crowd, slowly moving forward with the flow of people.

An hour later, it was Ye Aotian's turn.

He pulled out a prescription and handed it to the table in front of the doctor on duty.

The other party glanced at it, and said lightly: "This prescription doesn't make sense, where did I find the prescription prescribed by the quack doctor."

"The patient didn't come, he didn't come to the next one.

"I wrote it myself, just follow the prescription and grab the medicine. Ye Aotian responded.

As soon as these words came out, the doctor on duty helped his glasses, slowly raised his head, and looked at Ye Aotian seriously.

This is an old Chinese medicine doctor with gray hair, and the thick spectacle lenses seem to be as deep as his experience.

"You're here to kick the gym?" asked the old Chinese medicine doctor slowly.

Ye Aotian shook his head lightly.

But his calmness made the old Chinese medicine doctor more convinced of the conjecture in his heart.

This kid thinks I can't see the problem in

the prescription? The old Chinese medicine doctor picked up the prescription and examined it carefully, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Of the ten flavors of Chinese medicine, there are eight flavors of medicinal properties that are opposite, and there are several flavors of medicinal properties that will be cross-influenced, do you want to eat the dead?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor's voice became colder and colder, and the last sentence was almost roared out.

"Your level is not enough, of course you can't see the real intention of my prescription. Ye Aotian's expression was as usual.

He is telling the truth, he is stating a fact.

The level of the Jishi Medical Center, naturally, I don't have to say, it's pretty good.

However, compared with Ye Aotian, there is naturally no comparison.

The two are simply not comparable.

As soon as these words came out, the old Chinese medicine doctor didn't say anything, and the people around him suddenly fried the pot.

"Toad yawns, you have a very loud tone! Do you kid know who this is?"

"This is the chief doctor of the Jishi Medical Center, the chief of Fang Ji Square, who is known as the holy hand of Huadu. "

Arrogance, no one in sight, let's go back to the furnace and rebuild it for a few years!"

"......"

Everyone was indignant and looked at Ye Aotian angrily.

As a well-known Huadu Holy Hand, he was described as not good enough by a young man, even if Fang Jiping was calm and sophisticated, he would inevitably be unhappy at this time.

"My generation is an old Chinese medicine doctor, specializing in bragging!" Fang

Jiping said coldly: "You are so confident, then explain to me well, what is the merit of your prescription."

Ye Aotian smiled, he couldn't even see the intention of this prescription, the flowers were all holy hands, and they didn't live up to the name.

It's no wonder that his level is low, it's just that Ye Aotian is a master of martial arts, and his level is too high.

"Hurry, hurry, help your life

!" "Please, save my second uncle!" Everyone

followed the sound and saw that in the queue, there was a middle-aged man lying on the ground, and a beautiful woman was kneeling helplessly next to her to wipe her tears.

The middle-aged man's face was pale, and he seemed to be sick.

Fang Jiping hurriedly left the consultation table and rushed out of the medical hall.

Coming to the middle-aged man's side, Fang Jiping checked the man's state, and then called for his pulse.

After a few breaths, Fang Jiping's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.

Everyone was shocked, and Chief Fang felt a tricky question, this man was afraid that he would not live long.

Fang Jiping was surprised: "He is still alive, this willpower is too terrifying." The

girl wiped away her tears and said pitifully: "Old gentleman, they all say that you are a miracle doctor, please save my second uncle."

"We have traveled to many countries, and the most advanced equipment has been used, but we have never been able to cure him.

Fang Jiping sighed lightly: "It's easy to say today, he is just too weak, and he is in a coma from heat stroke."

"But the original injuries in his body, even I can't get back. After

that, Fang Jiping asked the middle-aged man to be carried under the eaves of the medical hall, and asked the man to bring a bowl of medicinal soup and pour it down.

After a while, the middle-aged man woke up slowly.

"It's still Chief Fang's superb medical skills. "

Yes, that guy really wants to smash Chief Fang's signboard, it's a fool's dream.

"At his level, he doesn't deserve to lift shoes for Chief Fang.

Everyone praised Fang Jiping's outstanding medical skills and rejuvenation.

At the same time, he did not forget to step on Ye Aotian's foot.

The middle-aged man who woke up saw his niece's tears flow uncontrollably, and smiled: "Silly girl, the second uncle's body can't be cured, just accompany me to relax in the flowers." Immediately

, he clasped his fists towards Fang Jiping and said solemnly: "Thank you Chief Fang for your help."

Fang Jiping sighed: "Eat whatever you want, go wherever you want, you can still survive this injury, it's really surprising." The

middle-aged man smiled heartily: "No one has died since ancient times, I have been waiting for that day."

"Chief Fang, how much time do I have.

Fang Jiping groaned slightly, and said slowly: "In less than half a month." The

man's eyes darkened, and then he cheered up and said with a smile: "It's enough!"

The others sighed and persuaded the middle-aged man to open up.

"Hehe!"

a chuckle suddenly reached everyone's ears.

Everyone followed the sound and saw an unfathomable smile on the corner of Ye Aotian's mouth.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Young man, I don't ask you to be kind, you have to be a little human!"

Ye Aotian ignored the others, looked at the middle-aged man, stretched out five fingers towards him, and said, "You only have this little time." The

middle-aged man frowned slightly: "Five days?" Fang

Jiping said in a deep voice: "Impossible!"

At this time, he saw Ye Aotian bend a finger.

The middle-aged man looked confused: "Four days?"

Ye Aotian bent another finger.

"Hey, I said you kid don't play tricks here. "

Chief Fang has said that there is still half a month, what are you doing here.

"Let's go, don't be ashamed, I'm embarrassed for you.

Everyone was speechless to Ye Aotian.

At this time, Ye Aotian's fingers were all bent.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged man suddenly saw a black eye and fell to the ground.

Moreover, wisps of black blood came out of the man's mouth and nose.

Fang Jiping was shocked, what was the situation.

While the others looked at Ye Aotian with shocked expressions, and their hearts set off turbulent waves.

It turned out that his gesture was five seconds down.

No,

this guy could have predicted so accurately.

The situation of the middle-aged man, even Chief Fang didn't see it!

I remembered that Ye Aotian said before that Fang Jiping's level was not enough, so he couldn't understand the prescription, and everyone's breath was stagnant.

What he said, could it be true, right? He

is young, is he more powerful than the Holy Hand of Huadu?

That beautiful woman is also clever, and rushed directly to Ye Aotian, knelt down with a thud, and begged:

"Please save my second uncle." "

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