"The divine doctor, but that's it."

"The ancestors of the Materia Medica have appeared in history, and Mr. Ye Xiao is the foundation of a famous doctor."

"What if Mr. Zhuo takes action?"

...

They are all famous masters in the traditional Chinese medicine industry, who will feel that they are worse than others? But looking at Old Master Chang who is completely different, many people's words come from sincerity.

Bai Fengxian stretched out his right hand and put it on Chang Zhiqiang's wrist vein, closing his eyes and auscultation.

A minute later, he opened his eyes and bowed to congratulate: "Old Chang, you have really met a noble person. Not only did you have the root cause of the disease before, but it also stimulated the potential in your body. You guy, at least twenty years of life!"

He put his palm close to Chang Zhiqiang's spine and massaged it a few more times.

"Wow! Mr. Ye can be called a national player. Even your skills are showing signs of recovery!"

Chang Zhiqiang grinned: "Old Bai, you are wrong. My disease is gone. It's not just a recovery from my kung fu? Come on, Yingjie, let's go through it. I want this doctor Bai to see what the Yangtze River is about pushing the previous waves!"

Chang Yingjie walked up in confusion and reached out to put his hand on his father's wrist.

But to his surprise, as soon as his fingers touched Ye Zhiqiang, he felt an electric energy suddenly pouring in from his fingertips, making his body half-numb, and suddenly he rushed to the ground.

Chang Yingjie was overjoyed.

"Dad, your kung fu is really back!"

"Of course I'm back, otherwise how could I hit Bai Laogui in the face? He decided that I would not live for a week!"

"You guy is still so revenge, you have a twenty-year life out of thin air. Why don't you quickly hold a drink to celebrate? There are also everyone's red envelopes, which must be double." Bai Fengxian was not angry, but instead took the opportunity to win another wave of benefits for everyone.

"That's natural, Yingjie, tell the account that all the doctors in the villa today have doubled their medical expenses, all the doctors in Yiyuan have five times the medical expenses, and all the doctors present at this time have eight times the medical expenses. Mr. Bai doesn't need to give a jar of wine, just one jar of wine is enough." Chang Zhiqiang talked eroticly, as if he had returned to the years when he was so powerful.

He suddenly bowed to Ye Qiushen: "The old man's gratitude to Mr. Ye is something that cannot be expressed in the clinic."

Ye Qiu laughed and quickly replied: "The old man is so serious. Treating diseases and saving lives is the purpose of the Materia Medica Sect. I took action today, which is also the duty of a doctor. You don't have to be so polite."

During a drink, everyone knew that Mr. Chang had just recovered from a serious illness, but he could not stand the disturbance, so he said goodbye after receiving the red envelope.

Ye Qiu and Bai Fengxian were kept.

The two of them, one is the hero of Chang Zhiqiang's recovery, and the other is an old friend he had not seen for many years, both of them need to be treated with.

Chang Zhiqiang saw the guests away and wanted to tell his family something, so he left the two in an antique reception room.

At this time, there were only two of them in the room, and Ye Qiu wanted to speak but stopped.

"I know what my friend meant. Did you ask me why I suddenly retired like you were in the Materia Medica?" Bai Fengxian smiled and asked.

Ye Qiu scratched his hair and smiled embarrassedly.

He did have this idea before, but it was someone else's privacy. How could he ask politely because he was curious?

Bai Fengxian reached his left hand in front of Ye Qiu and shook it hard.

Ye Qiu was shocked.

Bai Fengxian's left hand turned out to be a fake hand, which broke directly from his wrist under his trembling.

"I am a person who relies on my hands to make a living. I have half of the guys who eat. If I don't hide and cry, what else can I do? In addition, my martial arts foundation was also destroyed at that time, which was the lowest point in my life." Bai Fengxian said in a low voice.

"But I, Lao Bai, is not the kind of person who keeps lying on his lie down after falling down. Over the years, I have been practicing qigong. Although my broken hands cannot return to my original state, it has given me time. Decades of kung fu have restored my martial arts to its original state. Although Bai Fengxian can no longer be as powerful as before, if those people come again, I can still let them return with me!"

Bai Feng showed her spirit and excitement.

"I wonder who dared to break your palm at the beginning. Could it be..." Ye Qiu asked with a flash of inspiration.

Bai Feng looked dark: "It seems that Huichunzi was also harmed by them!"

Ye Qiu immediately understood that the one who hurt Old Bai was also a person who was "Wuji".

"The organization is calm on the surface, but in fact it is domineering. I just didn't agree to their request to treat one of their senior figures. His sect was going to kill me and bury the man with him."

Thinking of what happened at the time, even though decades have passed, Bai Fengxian was still so angry that her beard was raised.

"The Bencao Sect is hidden in the world and has a lot to do with them. It seems that our Bencao Sect and Old Bai have a common enemy." Ye Qiu said.

"Who said no? Before I found the leader of Huichunzi, your Materia Medica sect hid. This time I caught Zhuo Donglai's tail, but I must go to your place to take a look." Bai Feng said meaningfully.

"Medical skills?" Ye Qiu asked curiously.

"I can't compare to you!" Bai Feng said with some depression.

"Join together?"

"Depending on your strength, you are too poor and you can't get revenge."

"I have five teachers. According to the sect leader, I have to worship at least five teachers before I can become a disciple." Ye Qiu's smile was a little weird.

"That's not OK. Even if you are Zhuo Donglai's personal communication, I need to meet him and make some things before I can make a final decision." Bai Fengxian still insisted on his opinion.

"Okay, I'll leave your contact information and I'll leave it to the sect leader when I go back."

"good!"

Ye Qiu smiled in his heart, Bai Lao is also a wonderful person.

Seeing Ye Qiu a little dissatisfied, Bai Fengxian said seriously: "Nephew Ye, you have never experienced the bloody storm of the past. You may underestimate that organization, but I can reveal a little news that the person who broke my palm had already entered the realm of magical powers. As early as that time, so many years have passed, maybe with his qualifications, he has been immersed in the realm of magical powers for many years."

"Is it so powerful?" Ye Qiu had just entered Lingwu at this time, and the gap was a bit big.
Chapter completed!