The old man wrinkled his eyebrows and thought for a while, then shook his head slightly, "I don't know, there are many strange people and strange things in Huaxia, but most of them live in seclusion. Maybe this little miracle doctor you met was the beloved disciple of a reclusive master. If you have a chance in the future, bring him back for me to see. ”

He is only an upper echelon of the military district, and he only hears about these things, but does not understand them.

"Okay, I'll try. "The old man doesn't say it, Hu Richang also has this idea.

The corners of Liu Aiping's mouth were full of disdain, she still didn't believe that young man had this ability, but she didn't want to be scolded by Hu Richang, so she couldn't help it.

In the afternoon, Liu Aiqiang woke up, his complexion was obviously much better, and he had eaten a lot of things.

"Aiqiang, how do you think you are doing?" the old man asked worriedly, very concerned about the nephew he had raised.

"Uncle, I feel like I've walked through the ghost door," Liu Aiqiang said with palpitations, "After being pushed into the operating room after the hospital fell to the ground, I clearly heard those doctors say that I can't do it anymore." Then it was the young man who came into the operating room and came to my rescue. ”

The old man was even more curious, "So, do you know how he saved you?"

Liu Aiqiang's eyes became dazed, and he shook his head lightly after half a sound, "I don't know." ”

In fact, in the operating room, Liu Aiqiang's condition was very bad, and he was a dead man who was about to breathe.

In a trance, he heard the doctors pronounce his death sentence, and in despair, he heard a young and hearty voice, and was extremely confident that he could save himself.

Afterward...... The more Zhang Aiqiang thought about it, the more strange he felt, and he still feels incredible.

For he did not feel any instrument applied to him at all, only a large hand pressed against his heart.

Immediately afterward, his heart, which was so cold that it was about to stop beating, felt a warm current, and it beat slowly and vigorously again.

Even now, he could feel the warm force in his body, keeping his heart pulsing in an orderly manner.

It's just that such a picture is too incredible, and I am afraid that no one will believe Zhang Aiqiang if he says it, so he shook his head and did not answer.

The old man didn't ask any answer, so he had to sigh lightly, "That's it, no matter what, you will not die in a big disaster, and it will be smooth sailing in the future." Take a good rest, and when you take care of your body, you will be alive again. ”

Zhang Aiqiang smiled reluctantly, but he knew in his heart that he only had ten years left.

Every day in the future is a countdown, and he must cherish this decade......

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Time passed in the blink of an eye, and at two o'clock in the morning, Shi Chen walked out of the intensive care ward softly, for fear of waking up Pang Bo, who was sleeping.

In the busy corridor, there are many temporary beds, and even people sleeping with the beds next to the beds are sleeping.

At the entrance of the hospital, Lin Baicao was wearing a coarse linen robe, which was the standard clothing for people in the Chinese medical community to go out.

Shi Chen walked up to Lin Baicao's side and said in a low voice, "Dean Lin, I've cleaned up." ”

"Well, let's go," Lin Baicao replied and asked casually, "It will take at least a week to go this time, are you confident that you can get that three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng?"

At the entrance of the hospital, a black Passat was parked, which was a special car arranged by him.

The two got into the car, and the driver hurriedly stepped on the accelerator and galloped in the direction of Donglai International Airport.

There were not many vehicles on the roads of the provincial capital in the early hours of the morning, and it only took half an hour to reach the destination.

Half an hour later, Shi Chen and Lin Baicao sat in the first-class cabin together.

It's just that as soon as he came in, Lin Baicao's eyes were on an old man in the gap between the two seats in front of him.

"This is the second largest pharmaceutical family in our Donglai Province, the Zhao family, and the Gongsun family, which can be regarded as mortal enemies. Without waiting for Shi Chen to ask, Lin Baicao said in a low voice.

"Oh? Shi Chen narrowed his eyes, not taking it seriously.

This kind of family, you can destroy ten with one hand, and you don't need to pay much attention to it at all.

"They have been observing the news of the Gongsun family, and I am afraid that they already know about your treatment of the old man Gongsun. In this auction, they may interfere with it, and it will be more difficult for you to get 300-year-old wild ginseng. Lin Baicao didn't hear the meaning of Shi Chen's words, and still reminded in a low voice.

Shi Chen smiled faintly, not caring at all, "It's just a clown jumping off the beam." ”

If this Zhao family dared to get in the way, Shi Chen didn't mind destroying them in South Vietnam.

At three o'clock in the morning, the plane took off on time.

The smiling stewardess came over to deliver the plane meal, and Shi Chen put the plane meal aside.

When I was on a mission in my last life, I ate the plane meals on almost all flights around the world, and I was not interested in this for a long time.

"Tsk, I don't know who will spend those good things in this auction!"

In the silent first-class cabin, Zhao Quan, the head of the Zhao family, a middle-aged man about fifty years old, suddenly sneered.

"Family master, that three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng is a good thing!" next to Zhao Quan, a follower of the Zhao family echoed and said.

"It's still your nonsense, it's rare to see wild ginseng for fifty years, let alone three hundred years old. But this kind of thing, our Zhao family doesn't have to think about it. ”

It's rare that the head of the Zhao family still has some self-knowledge.

"Head of the house, look at the back. ”

The attendant was about to call the flight attendant, and as soon as he turned around, he saw behind him, he didn't know Shi Chen, but he knew Lin Baicao.

"Dean Lin, is it so coincidental?" Zhao Quan looked over, completely ignoring the others, and laughed.

Lin Baicao frowned slightly and nodded perfunctorily, "Zhao family master, long time no see." ”

"I don't know what Dean Lin wants to buy when he participates in the auction this time? We are both Chinese and from Dong Lai Province, so we should help each other when we go to South Vietnam this time. ”

Zhao Quan walked down directly from his seat and stood in front of Lin Baicao.

"I don't think you want to help each other, you want to make a bad effort, right?" Lin Baicao still sat steadily, unaffected by Zhao Quan in the slightest.

"How can it be, you are the director of the provincial hospital, and I am the largest family of traditional Chinese medicine in the province. Zhao Quan smiled hypocritically, "We should help each other, it seems that Dean Lin had some misunderstandings about me before." ”

"Sir, the plane is taking off, please sit back in your seat. At this moment, the stewardess rushed over and said softly to Zhao Quan.

Zhao Quan waved his hand a little impatiently, "I met a friend, come over and say a few words, and I'll go back later." ”

Seeing this, the flight attendant had no choice but to leave.

Most of the people who can make a first-class cabin are some rich people, and they don't dare to offend at all, otherwise they will cause trouble.