Mu Ping hesitated for a moment, but before leaving, he took back the twenty golden needles that arranged the formation and withdrew the formation. The reason why the woman hiding inside was able to sneak in was probably because it had something to do with Hei Jia, and for the sake of her not showing any hostility, why not spare her once? If she didn't know what to do, don't blame Mu Ping for destroying the flowers.

Back in the community, Mu Ping found two acquaintances waiting for him, it turned out to be He Chengyuan and He Ling of Qihetang, who were chatting with Mu Yongzhong, Zhang Yan and their neighbors, and they were in an extremely enthusiastic state.

"Mu Xiaoyou, Cheng Yuan is here to bother again!"

In the distance, He Chengyuan hugged his fists and bowed his hand, and Mu Ping returned the salute with a smile. He was not surprised that the two of them came, but to his surprise, Old Crane was holding a large dozen pieces of paper in his hand, which were all the recipes he had prescribed in the morning. Although the golden needle is good, without the cooperation of traditional Chinese medicine, it is still impossible to consolidate the foundation and cultivate the yuan, so he also prescribed a bunch of prescriptions.

"Mu Xiaoyou's medical skills are world-famous, every medicine of Junchen Zuofu is just right, compared with Xiaoyou, Cheng Yuan is really ashamed, I'm afraid it's not as good as a primary school student. He Chengyuan clenched his fists with both hands and slammed it to the ground, which is a worship ceremony.

"The crane old man has tormented the juniors!"

Mu Ping stretched out his hand to help Crane Chengyuan, "The junior just happened to be at the right time, compared with the elder He, the younger generation is not as good as a dime, and the elder crane doesn't have to worry about it." ”

"Alas!" He Chengyuan sighed, knowing that Mu Ping was planning to refuse his apprenticeship, "Can you let Chengyuan take these recipes back to study one or two?"

"Please. ”

Some ordinary recipes, Mu Ping didn't take it to heart.

It was Heling who pulled Mu Ping aside and whispered about the establishment of the pharmaceutical factory.

Mu Yongzhong and Zhang Yan couldn't keep their mouths together, when did their son have such great ability? Seeing how handsome that girl is, it is more than enough to be his daughter-in-law.

Mu Xin is also a little star in her eyes, staring at her brother with envy, who is getting more and more handsome.

"Brother Mu, congratulations, you have such a handsome daughter-in-law, I'm afraid that in the near future, you will have to hug your grandson, right?"

The smiles on Mu Yongzhong and Zhang Yan's faces became denser and brighter.

Heling blushed, looked ashamed, and also had a sweet feeling in her heart, to be honest, she really didn't think about it, now listening to these neighbors, and then looking at Mu Ping, her heart was also rippling, and there were ripples. But she knew that it was impossible for her and Mu Ping at all, because they were not people of the same world at all, this was her intuition.

She has always trusted her instincts.

In the evening, the family sat around the dinner table, Zhang Yan took out the black bag left by Li Chengru, "Ping'er, what have you done for the Public Security Bureau, why did they reward you with so much money?"

After being combed by Mu Ping's meridians, coupled with the assistance of traditional Chinese medicine and demon beast meat, Zhang Yan has completely become a normal person, not to mention that he can live to be two hundred years old, and there is no problem at all in living for one hundred and eighty or ninety years. Her face was ruddy and full of energy, her gray hair had partially turned black, and she looked more than ten years younger.

"Mom, it's nothing, don't worry, I just cooperated with them with some brainpower. Mu Ping stuffed a mouthful of food into his mouth and said in a vague manner.

"What about the money?"

Zhang Yan will be skeptical.

"Since it is rewarded by the government, you can rest assured and spend it boldly, your son's medical skills are so good, are you afraid that you will have no money?"

"I'll just say, Ping'er's money must be good. Mu Yongzhong squeaked and drank the liquor in the bull's eye bead cup and spoke proudly.

"Ping'er, let's talk about it, don't touch anything dangerous in the future!" Zhang Yan was not as nervous as Mu Yongzhong, she glanced at Mu Ping worriedly.

"Got it, Mom. Mu Ping felt that he was calling his mother more and more pleasant.

The family chatted for a while, seeing that Mu Ping was absent-minded, so they could only give up, but Mu Xin's face was flushed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The free clinic lasted for three days, and almost all 3,000 people from all over the community came once, and some even came twice or three times. Sure enough, the milky white aura that wrapped around the thirteenth leaf of the sapling condensed a lot, shrouding the entire tree in fog.

Mu Ping's cultivation of the Nine Wood Divine Technique is refining, that is, cultivating saplings, now the first sapling has grown to more than a foot high, and the second tree has also grown six leaves, if you cultivate nine trees, then you will reach the stage of ordinary monk Immortal Emperor, after Nirvana, the nine trees will become one, and he will turn into a butterfly and become a similar existence to a human immortal.

Mu Yongzhong and Zhang Yan are the most beautiful in the past three days, they are surrounded by people like stars everywhere they go, Mu Ping does not charge a penny of medical fees, which really moves the neighbors, they put all their enthusiasm into Mu Yongzhong and his wife, wherever they go, they are called by the eldest brother and sister-in-law, and some people bring good cigarettes, good wine, good tea and good fruits, but according to Mu Ping's instructions, the two refuse every time.

Just kidding, the son is doing great things for the benefit of the people, how can they hold him back? But the words of praise are not left behind, and they take it all.

"It is said that the first 30 years look at the father and respect the son, and the second 30 years look at the son and respect the father, and I am honest and don't deceive me!" From time to time, Mu Yongzhong also dragged a sentence. I feel fluttering and dizzy.

The joke that is out of tune for 800 miles in his mouth is often hummed, and even the deputy mayor and the director of the public security bureau came to the door in person, when did the old Mu family have such great glory?

Mu Ping ignored this. Early the next morning, he went to Qihe Hall, today is the day Xiao Hao was discharged from the hospital, for this boy like bean sprouts, I don't know why, Mu Ping has a kind of defense that overflows in his heart, of course, it is not Li Xuan's factor, he thinks that he is still more accurate in seeing people. But for Li Xuan's sake, it's not impossible to give him a creation, as for how high he can go, it depends on his own understanding.

Seeing Mu Ping, Xiao Hao chose to be silent and lost his soul.

His injuries have healed completely and he is ready to be discharged from the hospital. Mu Ping didn't care about his indifference, stretched out his hand a little bit of his brain, and an ancient piece of information poured into Xiao Hao's mind, it was a martial arts cultivation method, this exercise was precious, if he cultivated according to this exercise, there would be no problem at all if he cultivated to reach the innate level in this world.

He left another 20,000 yuan for him, as for whether he will live or die in the future, it is all up to him to decide, Mu Ping has done his best.

Xiao Hao bent down and bowed to Mu Ping, silently picked up the money, and walked out of the Seven Crane Hall without saying a word the whole time.

"This white-eyed wolf!" the little nurse Liu Xinrui glared at Xiao Hao's back.

"Everyone has his own ambitions, and he doesn't feel good in his heart, so let him go!"

The faint uneasiness in Mu Ping's heart was even worse.

Mu Ping said indifferently. Suddenly, his brow furrowed.