"Old Zhang, can this ginseng be used?" Zhang Wenfeng asked carefully.

"Yes! Of course, yes! If this ginseng cannot be used, I am afraid that I will not be able to find the secret recipe for my family!" The holy hand Zhang Fuzhang smiled. No one who is a doctor doesn't like to see good medicines. It's so easy to use. Not to mention that he can use it in a while, even if he can't use it, he can see it, appreciate it, and taste it in his own mouth, the holy hand Zhang feels that his life will not be in vain!

"It's good to use it, it's good to use it..." Zhang Wenfeng rubbed his hands, this time he put down a big stone. After pausing for a moment, he couldn't help asking again, "Old Zhang, this... If you use this ginseng as a medicine guide, then my dad will recover later..."

"How did my grandson Siyang tell you before?" The holy hand Zhang asked back.

"He said, he said that if he could find this thousand-year ginseng, he could ask you to take action himself. If you take action himself, then my father would have a great chance of recovering completely without leaving any sequelae..." When Zhang Wenfeng said this, his heart was like a drum beat. Is it really possible? At the age of his father, he had a knife on his head, and he could still recover completely without leaving any sequelae. This is not a dream, right?

"Since Siyang has already told you, come and ask me?" The holy hand thrust his chest, "My Zhang family has always been rigorous in treating the doctor. If you say anything, you will definitely not be discounted!"

"Okay, that's fine, that's fine, that's hard for you, you've been very troubled... By the way, there's no problem with this ginseng, I don't know other medicines... I'd like to draft a prescription for you, let's get the medicine now!" Take the medicine early, and the old man can get it early, so how can Zhang Wenfeng not be anxious?

"Other medicines..., you don't need to catch them..." At this point, a hint of hesitation flashed across the face of the Holy Hand, as if he was a little embarrassed and wanted to speak.

"Ah~, I understand, this is your ancestor's secret recipe. Let's do this. I don't know how much the remaining medicine will cost. I'll prepare the medicine for you, thank you for your hard work." Zhang Wenfeng looked annoyed. He was really speechless just now. He didn't mean to inquire about the secret recipe of his ancestor. I hope he won't misunderstand it.

"It's not this problem..." The saint Zhang waved his hand openly, smiling proudly, "My Zhang family's secret recipe is not that easy to learn! Even if I give you the prescription, you may not be able to use it correctly. Do you believe it?"

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and didn't respond. He felt a little dissatisfied. He gave this recipe, and nothing else could do. Can we still understand this by copying it?

"Mr. Zhang, my grandfather really didn't lie to you." At this moment, Zhang Siyang, who was examined for Dean Zhang, had already completely diagnosed and walked over. "Our prescription is different from the general Chinese prescription. It pays attention to the adjustment of details. The dosage of the medicine must be adjusted continuously according to the physical condition of each person. The medicine is only a slight difference, but this is a thousand miles of error. And I am not afraid of the same prescription as you said. If I were asked to take medicine to the same prescription, the recovery effect would definitely not be as good as my grandfather!"

"No..." Zhang Wenfeng looked disbelief.

Nodding hard, Zhang Siyang had no intention of joking at all: "Not only that, this prescription is prescribed, and it is also very particular when the medicine is cooked. It is a trivial matter if it takes one step and loses the effect of the medicine. If this good medicine is turned into a deadly poison, it is really fatal."

"..." Zhang Wenfeng no longer knew what he should say.

"But you don't have to worry about this. I will cook Mr. Zhang's medicine in person every day for you to take. You just need to feed Mr. Zhang as timely and quantity." Seeing that the Zhang family seemed a little scared, Zhang Siyang hurriedly said.

"Then, thank you, thank you for your hard work~" The Zhang brothers and sisters breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing what Zhang Siyang said, they didn't dare to intervene at midnight and asked them to boil this medicine themselves, for fear that they would accidentally boil the good life-saving medicine into poison. Now that Zhang Siyang is willing to take over, that would be better.

"It should be~" Zhang Siyang shook his head, not to mention anything else. Just because the Zhang family (Zhang Chengfeng) saved his life back then, he should do his best to help the Zhang family. Now he is just helping to burn the fire and boil medicine. Compared to the reason for saving life, what is the self-satisfaction? "Actually, my grandfather was like that just now, and there was a ruthless request!"

"A kindness please? I wonder where we can serve you? Just talk!"

"It's this ginseng... If, we mean if, this is the result of this treatment, if there is still this ginseng left, can it be, can it be..." Zhang Siyang blushed as if he was about to get burned. He was really unable to open his mouth...

"Okay, let me say it!" The saint Zhang patted Zhang Siyang's back and signaled him to let him go. "I think that if Ling Zun has more ginseng after the treatment is over, our Zhang family wants to ask for some. Of course, the ginseng we ask for is not a waste. It is based on the market price, and it is not a penny for everyone. In addition, as you give up ginseng, this consultation and the entire treatment are considered free medical treatment for me, and there is no charge for a penny. In addition, there are the remaining medicines for the prescriptions used by Ling Zun, which should be paid by our Zhang family! I wonder if it can?"

The Zhang brothers and sisters subconsciously looked at Feng Honglin. This ginseng was found by Feng Honglin, so naturally he only had the final right to deal with these ginseng.

"How about young man?" The saint Zhang also looked at Feng Honglin. The Zhang brothers and sisters' performance was already obvious. Who is the real person to talk about this matter? Since that's the case, of course he has to ask the right person is not?

"You don't have to pay for it. If the dean's grandfather has finished treating, there is still some leftover ginseng, and I'll give it to you all! However, the premise is that you can't limit the long-term treatment dosage of our dean because you want to keep more ginseng!" Feng Honglin said.

"Don't worry! My Zhang family's Xinglin passed down from generation to generation. He has never done anything to deduct patients' medication." The holy hand opened his face and said, "This is related to his Zhang family's reputation for a hundred years. No matter how he wouldn't joke about this!

"Don't get me wrong, we can naturally trust Mr. Zhang." Feng Honglin hurriedly smiled, but no matter how he listened, he could just feel hypocritical. "Well, since that's the case, let's follow what we said before. As long as my dean's grandfather recovers, I will leave a small piece of the rest of the ginseng, and I will give you all the rest!"

"Young man, do you know how valuable this thousand-year ginseng is? Just say I'll give it to me, don't regret it then~" The holy hand looked like a teasing look.
Chapter completed!