Rebirth of the Medicine Master

Coming out of the old Chinese medicine doctor's clinic, Wen Qing looked unhappy and stared at Chen Yang.

"It's just a dislocation, not broken. People who play motorcycles shouldn't be so delicate, right?"

Chen Yang disagreed.

Wenqing just stared at him.

"Don't worry, this old Chinese medicine doctor is very famous for treating bruises and injuries, so there won't be any problems."

Chen Yang explained.

Wenqing still stared at him.

"Why not hide?"

"Why hide?"

"If you hide, can I throw you?"

"Didn't you instigate this? If you don't hit someone, can you throw them?"

"I don't care, it's your responsibility."

"Are you still being reasonable?"

"I'm just being unreasonable. What do you want me to do? Beat me?"

Chen Yang was a little angry again.

But then I thought about it, it’s natural for someone to feel unhappy when someone is hurt.

never mind!

Good men do not fight with women.

He is already several decades old, so why should he be as familiar as a yellow-haired girl?

goodbye!

Uncle Chen waved his hand, turned around and left.

"You can't leave!"

Wenqing grabbed his clothes.

"I will fall out if you make trouble again."

Chen Yang was a little unhappy.

He has done his best to be kind and righteous, but this woman is still a little bit entangled, she is really used to it.

"Lend me some money."

What?

Chen Yang didn't hear clearly.

"Lend me some money!"

Wenqing said it loudly.

Chen Yang took out his wallet and took out two thousand yuan.

Maybe it's because they didn't bring any change.

"I want two million!"

Wenqing didn't even look at it.

What the hell?

Chen Yang almost fell to the ground.

Two million?

His current net worth is only around two million, right?

No, are you borrowing money or robbing?

It's really fresh.

When will the Wen family be short of money?

"I'm sorry, I won't lend my money or my wife to anyone else!"

Chen Yang stuffed his wallet into his pocket.

I don’t have a wife, and I don’t have any money.

Nothing wrong.

"Lend me two hundred and I'll give you back two hundred and fifty."

Wen Qing said calmly.

Two hundred and five?

Chen Yang's forehead jumped.

This number is somewhat...

All right!

This is not the point.

The point is, will the Wen family be short of this little money?

Even if Wenqing is short of money?

Wouldn't she borrow someone else's?

Isn't that guy Qian Zhengqiang richer than him?

"I have something private to do and don't want others to know."

Wenqing seemed to see through Chen Yang's thoughts.

She is from the Wen family, and her every move will be seen in the eyes of others.

Two million is not money?

She can borrow it from friends at any time.

But this way, it will definitely become known to the world.

After thinking about it, Chen Yang was the only one who met the conditions.

After all, this guy doesn't belong to her circle.

This reason seems to be very good.

Chen Yang touched his chin.

Logically speaking, given the relationship between the two of them, they can borrow money.

After all, they helped me a lot and the interest they paid was not low.

However, Chen Yang still asked cautiously.

"What do you want to do?"

It's not that I'm curious, I'm responsible for my own funds.

"Should I borrow it or not?"

Wen Qing was obviously a little impatient.

hehe!

Chen Yang also laughed.

"I won't borrow it unless you make it clear."

He was not afraid that Wen Qing would default on his account, but he still had to ask more questions to be on the safe side.

"You swear you won't tell anyone."

"I swear, I will never tell anyone."

follow me!

Wenqing put on his helmet and got on the motorcycle.

Chen Yang hesitated for three seconds before sitting on it.

He was indeed a little curious.

With a rumble, the motorcycle left the Qiaocheng market.

…

Ahem...

After Chen Yang got out of the car, he couldn't help but retched several times.

This crazy woman.

After leaving Qiaocheng, she immediately got on the highway and drove all the way for more than ten hours before entering Jinling City.

It's several hundred kilometers from Qiaocheng to Jinling.

I didn't even have a helmet, so I just spent the whole night blowing.

The key is that this girl is so fast that she scared him all the way.

Chen Yang already regretted getting into someone else's car.

Wenqing took off his helmet and shook his hair out of habit.

"That's it……"

The little girl looked disdainful.

"That's easy to say, why don't you try it instead?"

Chen Yang rolled his eyes.

gone!

Wenqing said nothing and walked in.

Met a crazy woman!

Chen Yang was helpless and could only follow her in.

The two of them turned around and entered a small alley.

This should be the old town of Jinling, and the buildings inside are still in the style of the 1970s and 1980s.

Arriving at a courtyard, Wenqing knocked gently on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and an old man with white hair appeared in front of the two of them.

The old man is not very old, but his face looks sick.

"Hello, Mr. Ma."

Wen Qing's tone was rare and respectful.

come in!

Mr. Ma opened the door and led the two of them to his courtyard.

The yard is very small, only about ten square meters, but it is kept clean.

sit down!

Mr. Ma coughed a few times.

The two sat down at the stone table in the yard.

"This is what you want!"

Mr. Ma took out a small package from his pocket, with a cloth wrapped around it.

He carefully opened it layer by layer, and there was a small box inside.

The style of the small box is very simple, and it can be seen that it is old at first glance.

Open the box and there are several posts inside.

Wenqing put on gloves, took out the post from the box, and read it carefully.

Chen Yang also glanced at it curiously and saw only the traditional Chinese characters written on it, but he recognized them.

Green tea...Xueyu...Lithospermum...Rehmannia glutinosa...

It should be a prescription.

Sure enough, after Wenqing checked that everything was correct, he carefully put the things into the box.

"Give me money!"

Wenqing put away the box and pushed Chen Yang.

This girl spent two million just to buy a few prescriptions?

Chen Yang couldn't help but shook his head and took out a check for two million from his arms.

Before leaving Qiaocheng, Wenqing asked him to withdraw the money.

Ahem...

Mr. Ma coughed a few more times and covered his mouth with a cloth handkerchief.

Wen Qing hurriedly stepped forward and patted him gently on the back.

A trace of redness flashed across Mr. Ma's face.

"Miss Wen, I still say the same thing. This recipe must not fall into the hands of Japanese people."

Please rest assured, Mr. Ma!

Wenqing said hurriedly: "I, Wenqing, will do what I say. I will never let it fall into the hands of Japanese people, nor will I let others know about it."

"I can rest assured that!"

Mr. Ma breathed a sigh of relief. He touched the check tremblingly, looked at it for a few times, and suddenly said: "Miss Wen, I hope you can do something for me."

Mr. Ma, please tell me!

Wenqing looked solemn.

Mr. Ma handed her the check: "Please use my name to...ahem...donate it to the children in the mountainous areas."

Mr. Ma?

Wen Qing looked surprised.

She originally thought that Mr. Ma was selling ancestral prescriptions to cure illnesses.

But I never expected that people would donate it immediately after getting the money.

"I don't have much time left, and it's useless to ask for money. I'd better leave it to those children in the mountainous areas."

"Mr. Ma, I can help you contact a good hospital."

"No need! I'm giving you the prescription, just because I don't want my ancestors' hard work to be ruined in the hands of an unfilial descendant like me. You... let's go!"

Mr. Ma picked up the teacup.

This is the time to see off guests.

Wen Qing hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed and left with Chen Yang.