Spiritual ginseng?

Stew soup?

Anger flashed through Dr. Zhou's heart.

He weighed the plastic bag in his hand and estimated that it weighed at least seven or eight pounds... Is this spiritual ginseng? Is it a sting? Ordinary radishes are not that big, okay?

Moreover, as an old Chinese doctor, how could Dr. Zhou not know ginseng?

Can ginseng grow so big?

Jiannaobushen pills?

This kind of medicine is more inclined to health products? Is it a pharmacy on the street that costs dozens of dollars a box, and you can get three boxes if you buy three boxes.

Use health products and radishes to treat Minister Wang?

He sighed and shook his head secretly. Doctor Zhou didn't say anything on the surface. After all, this was brought by Jiang He, which was considered Jiang He's thoughts. So he gently placed two plastic bags on the cabinet in front of Wang Hou's bed.

Jianghe: "………”

He was a little angry and said, "Doctor Zhou, hurry up and feed Minister Wang medicine... Forget it, I'll come to feed it myself."

Jiang He stepped forward, took the instruction manual, and looked at the "Usage and Dosage" column.

[Usage and dosage]: Take orally, take with light salt water or warm water, 15 pills at a time, twice a day.

“………”

Jiang He was stunned.

once……

Fifteen pills?

I only put fifteen pills in my own plastic bag.

This is not enough medicine for Lao Wang to take.

However, why does this pill as big as a fingernail, take fifteen pills at a time, feel a bit fake?

I guess I can eat enough if I can eat the Fifteenth Pill.

"By the way... How big is this Jiannao Bushen Pill?" Jiang He reacted. He knew that some medicines were very small, and this Jiannao Bushen Pill was probably the same.

After all, when Jianghe was planted, there was no approximate medicine box to check, so I don’t know whether the original Jiannao Bushen Pill’s medicine was big or small, but...

"Minister Wang is a martial arts master. He has martial arts skills and is comparable to the top Golden Immortal. He only has a dozen Jiannao Bushen Pills. Even if the medicinal power becomes stronger after I plant and strengthen it, it is nothing, right?"

A thought flashed in my mind.

So, Jiang He took out five more [Intensified version of Jiannao Bushen Pills].

There were fifteen [Intensified Version of Jiannao Bushen Pills], one of which had a big knuckle. When he looked at the pale and weak face of the unconscious Wanghou on the hospital bed, Jiang He directly pried open the Wanghou's mouth and forcibly stuffed the fifteen [Intensified Version of Jiannao Bushen Pills] into them one by one.

This operation shocked Dr. Zhou, Secretary Zhou and Mr. Lin.

Dr. Zhou reacted the fastest and rushed over and exclaimed: "Mr. Jiang, this medicine cannot be fed..."

"It's okay."

Jiang He waved his hand, stopped Dr. Zhou, and said with a smile: "Minister Wang is not an ordinary person, so there is not so much attention to taking medicine."

Before he finished speaking, the prince on the hospital bed suddenly twitched.

His pale face turned purple and red in an instant.

Although the person is still in a coma, he makes a sound from his mouth, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

"Minister Wang!"

Dr. Zhou was anxious.

On the side, Secretary Zhou and Mr. Lin also flashed to the bedside, with anxiety on their faces.

On the contrary, Jianghe was slow and gentle and said, "Don't panic, I have experience in this situation."

He stepped forward, helped the unconscious prince up, and slapped the prince on the back.

Gu!

A singular tendency.

The prince's aura finally came to an end, and the purple-red color on his face slowly recovered.

Jiang He smiled and said, "This is just that the throat is stuck due to taking medicine too quickly, and it is not a big deal... By the way, Secretary Zhou, go and get some warm water. I see that the prescription says that this Jiannao Bushen Pill needs to be taken with warm water."

Secretary Zhou was shocked: "But hasn't the medicine been taken?"

What is this Jiannao Bushen Pill?

Doctor Zhou was surprised and said, "This medicine is really Jiannao Bushen Pills... This... Mr. Jiang, Jiannao Bushen Pills are just a health product. Minister Wang's injury is mental damage, and even affects the martial arts spirit..."

Before he finished speaking, Secretary Zhou exclaimed in surprise: "Look, Minister Wang's face seems to be much better!"

It's more than much better.

The previous king and prince had a pale face as white paper. He had been stuck in his throat with medicine before, and it was as swelling as pork liver. At this time, it was a little more rosy. And this rosy color was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the weak aura on the king and prince was also recovering quickly.

Doctor Zhou hurried forward to inspect the king and prince. However, before the examination was completed, the king and prince opened their eyes quietly and said in surprise: "Hey... are you Lao Zhou?"

"Minister Wang, are you awake?"

Secretary Zhou and Mr. Lin all greeted each other. When Doctor Zhou saw that the prince was about to get up, he hurriedly said, "Minister Wang, you have just recovered from a serious illness. Don't worry, lie down and rest more."

"Need not."

Jiang He said: "I developed the medicine, and I know the effect very well, and I guarantee that the medicine will cure the disease."

When he had no medicine before, he was a little afraid to make a promise. At this time, the medicine was effective, so why do you care so much?

Jiang He came to the bedside and glanced at the king and prince.

He could clearly sense that a powerful aura was reviving in the body of the king.

His injured martial arts soul is recovering quickly.

Frowning, Jiang Hedao: "Minister Wang, I remember that your injury was not so serious before."

"Blame myself."

The prince smiled bitterly and said, "I tried to mobilize the star map again, but it was backfired and injured the martial arts soul."

He walked out of bed and punched the air a few times, without any discomfort.

He sacrificed his martial arts soul again, and saw a tall martial arts soul flooding the entire training room. The vast martial arts will permeate, and even the rivers felt a sense of threat.

The prince put away the martial arts soul and laughed: "I am a blessing in disguise this time. The martial arts soul has made progress again. Jianghe, thank you!"

As he said that, he clasped his fists at Jianghe and bowed.

Jiang He waved his hand and smiled, "I didn't do much, I just put it on a random medicine to strengthen the brain and nourish the kidneys depending on your situation."

Strengthen the brain and kidneys?

According to my situation?

Wang Hou vaguely felt that this sentence was a bit slandering him, and was about to refute him, but Jiang He changed his tone and said, "By the way, Minister Wang, the supportive powerhouses on the Starry Sky Battlefield have arrived."

The prince was stunned and couldn't help but say, "You have defeated the Hundred Tribes Alliance, why are these strong people coming?"

"I don't know either."

Jiang He shook his head, he was too lazy to care about this matter.

Now that the Hundred Tribes Alliance Army has been resolved, he has a rare leisure time. He left fifteen [Intensified version of Jiannao Bushen Pills] for the prince and the prince, and returned to Lingzhou City.

And Dr. Zhou reacted and looked at the plastic bag at the head of the bed.

In the plastic bag, there is a big piece of Daluo.

"wrong!"

"It's not a big radish, Mr. Jiang said, this is a spiritual ginseng...but is there really such a large spiritual ginseng?"

Dr. Zhou carefully opened the plastic bag, looked at it for a moment, and couldn't help but feel shocked, saying in a silence: "Is there really such a huge ginseng in the world? How many years will it take to grow to this level?"
Chapter completed!