Under one person, the mountains and seas are painted as demons

Time passes little by little.

It's nine o'clock in the morning.

The entire CD urban area has also completely woken up.

The office workers have all arrived at the company to clock in and start a new day of work...

The shops on the street also closed their rolling shutters and opened their doors one after another.

at this time……

On Yulin Road in Wuhou District, Chengdu, in front of the Hong's Vulcan Sect Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, a long line of people finally started to move forward.

When the patients who had been waiting for a long time saw this, their eyes lit up, and they slowly moved forward while chatting with each other and exchanging their respective conditions.

This kind of scene can be seen almost every day, and there is nothing we can do about it. Who can let the old Chinese medicine doctor in this medical center have good medical skills and be able to treat all difficult and complicated diseases?

Just today...

This old Chinese medicine doctor seems to be a little restless. He has to look at a patient for a long time, and his efficiency is not as good as before.

The reason is that his unlucky grandson has been missing for two days!

"This brat said he went out to collect herbs, but he still hasn't come back, and his cell phone was turned off. What kind of trick is this!"

In the clinic, Mr. Hong was feeling his pulse and thinking angrily.

As his mood fluctuated, the Yang Fire in his body unconsciously generated heat, and gradually, the temperature in the entire clinic also increased.

After a while.

The patient sitting opposite him was already sweating profusely and couldn't help but look puzzled:

It's only March, but the indoor temperature is so high?

"Um... Master Hong, have you turned on the heater in this room? Why is it so hot?"

Not long after, the patient finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked.

"Oh, yes, turn on the heating. I've been feeling cold recently. I'm getting old!"

After hearing this, Mr. Hong came back to his senses.

"Cold?"

The patient opposite stared, looked Mr. Hong up and down, then felt the temperature on his wrist, and couldn't help but think:

It turns out that a person with a body like a stove can also get cold?

Okay, okay, learned!

One minute later...

"Well, there isn't much problem with your health. You just have some typhoid fever. The season has changed recently, so you still need to pay more attention."

After getting serious, Mr. Hong quickly found out the cause of the disease, took the notebook at hand, wrote a prescription, and asked him to go out and get the medicine.

And looking at the prescription, aconite, dried ginger and other medicines are listed one by one. Anyone who knows a little bit about pharmacology knows that these are all pungent-heat medicines for Double Ninth Festival.

This is also the therapy that the Vulcan School of Traditional Chinese Medicine is best at - using the method of supporting yang to relieve yin syndrome and replenish yang deficiency to achieve the purpose of treatment!

"Next……"

After the patient left, Mr. Hong shouted loudly again. Although his voice was full of energy, he could clearly hear the uneasiness in it.

But the next moment...

"Old man, I'm back!"

A young and rich voice sounded in the lobby, making the old man stare, put his hands up, and straightened up instantly!

"Old man!"

The next second, Hong Bin's bright smiling face appeared at the door, and then he rushed in and gave Mr. Hong a big hug.

"Old man, you don't even know what happened to me in the past two days. When you finish seeing the patient here, I will tell you about it!"

"You brat, you still know how to come back!"

Seeing that his grandson still looked so heartless, Mr. Hong was furious, but when he thought that he was back after all, he was reluctant to teach him a lesson.

At this time, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be two people standing at the door. He felt the Qi in their bodies and suddenly became vigilant.

"Xiao Bin, these two are..."

"Oh, let me introduce them. They are friends I have met in the past two days. This is You Fang and this is Tang Yingjie."

"Tang Yingjie...Tang?!"

It was okay when he heard You Fang's name, but after hearing Tang Yingjie's name, Mr. Hong suddenly pulled Hong Bin behind him, glanced at the door, and then said something that only four people could hear. The volume asked:

"Are you from the Tang Sect?!"

"Um, old man, you..."

"Xiao Bin, don't say anything! Guys from the Tang Sect don't make friends easily. This guy is following you all of a sudden. He may have received some kind of commission and wants to kill the people around you!"

Obviously, Mr. Hong didn't have a good impression of the Tang Sect. His first reaction when he found out that someone from the Tang Sect appeared around him was——

They are here to kill!

"Hey, what's going on? Didn't you call the next one? How long do you have to wait!"

At this time, an aunt who had been waiting in the lobby suddenly shouted, with a loud voice and an impatient look on her face.

Seeing this, Hong Bin quickly pressed the silver needle flashing in his grandfather's hand, and then shouted:

"Okay, okay, come in!"

Then, he winked and explained to the old man:

"Oh, old man, things are really not what you think. You need to see a doctor first, and I will tell you later during the lunch break!"

After saying that, he rushed out of the consulting room, pushing Tang Yingjie and You Fang into the back hall with one hand in each hand...

…

…

Time flies.

It's noon.

Tang Yingjie and You Fang were arranged to have lunch at the dining table in the back hall, while Hong Bin took Mr. Hong and explained the situation in the consulting room.

However……

He thought that his grandfather would be relieved when he explained everything about the past two days, but to his surprise, the old man punched him in the head...

Boom!

The pain made him squat on the ground.

"Xiao Bin, are you stupid?"

"It's obvious that you broke through the Tang Sect's secrets and happened to hold the lifeblood of the Tang Sect's disciples. How could this Tang Yingjie come to escort and save his life? He was specially sent by Tang Miaoxing to monitor that You Fang. !”

Mr. Hong was speechless and looked unhappy.

And through the silly boy's description, he also guessed what this matter was related to...

Pill bite!

Absolutely only Danqi could make the Tang Sect so nervous!

"Xiao Bin, listen to me. After this meal, you will completely cut off all contact with those two boys to avoid getting killed. Do you hear me clearly?"

Since the matter was of great importance and his grandson was innocent, Mr. Hong did not give a specific explanation, but just asked him to do as he said and forget about the rest.

only……

"ah?!"

"Old man, what do you mean, if Tang Yingjie follows Lao You, will Lao You be in danger?"

Hearing this, Hong Bin suddenly raised his head and then opened his mouth to shout.

"That's not possible. I have to remind Lao You, and this guy named Tang is so dangerous, how can I hide on my own!"

With that said, he stood up and prepared to rush out. He was the one who caused this matter, but it was You Fang who settled it. He couldn't ignore it, both emotionally and rationally!

However, at this time, Mr. Hong directly reached out and grabbed his arm. His big iron-like hands gripped him painfully. At the same time, he scolded him with a serious face:

"Why, you don't even listen to grandpa now?!"

"No grandpa..."

"Do you know that you have more important things to do now? Just yesterday evening, there was finally news from your parents!"

"What?!"