Yang Chengzhi slept until five o'clock in the afternoon before getting up, after getting up, Yang Chengzhi washed up, took out the rare herbs that were missing from the two prescriptions brought back from Wenjiazhuang from the space, and put a few small bottles of space water soaked in Tai Sui into his backpack, and led Qingyun out of the room.

After getting off the office building, Yang Chengzhi went directly to the Chinese medicine department of the third hospital, he first went to the Chinese medicine department to prepare the two prescriptions into medicinal materials, boiled the soup and sent it to Jian Ruo and Park Xianzhu by the way, to see how the two of them were doing.

When I arrived at the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, before Yang Chengzhi could speak, the person in charge of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine greeted him, Yang Chengzhi had been to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine several times in the Third Hospital for such a long time, and the doctors and nurses here basically knew this amazing young man.

In addition, Yang Chengzhi did a few things in the Third Hospital, but it added a lot of popularity to the Third Hospital, and now many sick patients from other places have been transferred to the Third Hospital, and they all want to let the magical young man in the report be diagnosed and treated.

The person in charge of the TCM department is a middle-aged man in his fifties, about 1.7 meters tall, with round eyes and a square face, a white coat on his body, and a pair of brown leather shoes under his feet.

The person in charge greeted him and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, hello, I am Wang Yulong from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, do you need our help?"

Yang Chengzhi smiled, he had also seen this Wang Yulong in front of him a few times, he heard Zhang Jian say that Wang Yulong was an honest and responsible Chinese medicine practitioner, and he had been practicing medicine for nearly 30 years.

"Director Wang, I'll come over and grab two pairs of Chinese medicine for Jian Ruo and Park Hyun-joo, and boil them by the way," Yang Chengzhi said with a smile.

"Okay, Mr. Yang, I'll take a look at the prescription," Wang Yulong smiled and stretched out his hand in front of Yang Chengzhi.

Yang Chengzhi handed the prescription he had written in the morning to Wang Yulong, Yang Chengzhi looked down for a while, looked up and said, "Mr. Yang, there are six kinds of medicinal materials in our hospital, you can see if you can replace them with other medicinal materials."

Yang Chengzhi smiled faintly, took out two small bags from his backpack, and a small bottle of water, "I'm ready, you just need to boil the rest."

Wang Yulong looked at Yang Chengzhi with a complicated face and said, "Mr. Yang, I know that these six medicinal materials are all rare medicinal materials, you ...... them."

Yang Chengzhi smiled, "You boil it, these are all occasionally obtained in Shennongjia last year, if there are no these herbs, the condition of the two of them does not know how long it will last."

"Nacheng, I'll talk to the dean when I'm done, and see what the dean uses to compensate you", Wang Yulong looked at the six kinds of herbs and the bottle of water in Yang Chengzhi's hand, looked at the bag, and saw that the name of the herb had already been written on the bag.

Wang Yulong beckoned a nurse and asked the nurse to pour a glass of water for Yang Chengzhi, and he took the prescription to grab the medicine, boil it, and package it.

More than half an hour later, Wang Yulong came out of the pharmacy with two labeled medicine bags and handed the two bags to Yang Chengzhi, "Mr. Yang, it's going to be boiled, do you see if there's anything else you need."

Yang Chengzhi nodded, "Director Wang, you will prepare all the other medicinal materials on the prescription every afternoon in the future, and I will come over to give you the six remaining herbs you need at that time."

Yang Chengzhi and Wang Yulong chatted a few words and left the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Yang Chengzhi looked at the two bags in his hand, and said in his heart: This is a sky-high price, there are six kinds of Chen-level herbs in it, if he hadn't transplanted a lot of these six herbs in Wenjiazhuang, he would have been reluctant to use these six herbs.

When I went up to the senior ward area on the top floor of the inpatient department, there were only five or six media reporters in the corridor of the senior ward area, standing in the corridor and chatting in a low voice.

Seeing those foreign media reporters chatting in a low voice, Yang Chengzhi secretly praised that the Suzhì of Westerners is indeed very high, even in the corridor, they are whispering private chats, for fear of noisy patients in the ward, if some media reporters in Huaxia would have been making loud noises in the corridor, I am afraid that people will not know that they are media reporters.

When these media reporters saw Yang Chengzhi coming out of the elevator, their faces were happy, and they all surrounded Yang Chengzhi, they all saw the medicine bags in Yang Chengzhi's hands, and knew that these two medicine bags must have been prepared for the two patients in the ward.

Yang Chengzhi looked at them, pointed to the ward, and whispered to the translator who followed them: "Whisper something to me, after I finish delivering medicine to the patient."

The translator told Yang Chengzhi's words to the media reporters, and then they exchanged views with each other and said: "Mr. Yang, we want to know if the Chinese medicine in your hand is the same one you said is made with several cherished herbs, and we also want to know if you will treat the same patients."

Yang Chengzhi laughed in a low voice, "The decoction in my hand is not all rare herbs, but there are a few herbs that are quite rare, which are occasionally picked over the years, as for you asking people with the same disease whether they will be treated, I want to make it clear to everyone that I am also half a doctor, and the duty of a doctor is to save lives and help the wounded, as long as the conditions go up, I will definitely treat them."

When these reporters heard Yang Chengzhi's words, their faces were full of joy, but among them, there was a middle-aged man with a short figure of about 1.5 meters and a short figure who asked in a blunt Chinese language: "Mr. Yang, is the condition you are talking about money or other things?"

As soon as Yang Chengzhi heard the hard words of this middle-aged man, he felt irritable in his heart, he had watched countless war movies since he was a child, and the words of the little devils in them were all like this.

This middle-aged man doesn't need to ask to know that he is a Japanese national, not that Yang Chengzhi hates all Japanese people, but mainly because of the crimes committed by Japanese people in China decades ago, coupled with the fact that Japanese people have not faced up to history over the years, which makes all Chinese people feel indignant, so the current Chinese people feel disgusted when they see them.

Yang Chengzhi snorted coldly and said: "If you really talk about money, do you think I will let them pay 300,000 euros for treatment, you may know the pill I gave them, how much someone bids, 10 million US dollars a pill, what conditions do you think I am for."

As soon as Yang Chengzhi's words came out, the Japanese reporter was suddenly speechless, he originally wanted to embarrass Yang Chengzhi, so that he could return to China to show off, but he didn't expect Yang Chengzhi to answer like this, and he didn't feel embarrassed to sell himself to the house.

When those media reporters listened to the questioning of this Japanese reporter, they also felt a little angry, and said in their hearts: How can this Japanese person say such a thing, it is really a shame for the reporter.

In order to ease the atmosphere, one of the reporters asked with a smile: "Mr. Yang, the morning inspection report has come out, do you know it?"

Yang Chengzhi shook his head, "I'm a little tired from the morning treatment, I just got up, can you tell me what the result is."

"Ms. Jian Ruo can already urinate on her own, and Mr. Park Hyun-joo has a better effect, killing five percent of the cancer cells in her body," the media reporter said with a smile on his face.

After listening to this, Yang Chengzhi shook his head, and his shaking immediately aroused the interest of those media reporters, and someone immediately asked: "Mr. Yang, it seems that you are not satisfied with the results of the treatment."

In their opinion, Yang Chengzhi in the morning had already demonstrated his anti-heaven medical skills, it was a terminal illness, not an ordinary headache and brain fever, and they couldn't imagine that such a curative effect could be achieved, but this young man still shook his head when he heard this result.

Yang Chengzhi nodded, "I can think of Ms. Jian Ruo's results, but I am not satisfied with Mr. Pu's results, I originally thought that after this diagnosis and treatment, at least eight to ten percent of the cancer cells could be killed."

When these media reporters heard Yang Chengzhi's words, they were speechless, Nima, five percent is against the sky in the eyes of those experts, you are good, you want to kill eight to ten percent.

These people asked a few more questions, and Yang Chengzhi was about to leave after answering them one by one, when one of the Western reporters in his forties suddenly stopped Yang Chengzhi, blushing and saying with a thick neck: "Mr. Yang, I want to buy with you a pill that you gave to Ms. Jian Ruo, I only have 1.3 million euros, see if you can sell me one."

Yang Chengzhi was stunned when he heard this reporter's words, he and these media reporters have said that the kind of pill can only be taken by special patients, how can this person still buy it.

"Why did you buy this elixir," Yang Chengzhi asked after thinking for a while.

"I, I want to buy one for my grandmother, my father died early, my grandmother raised me single-handedly, she is now eighty-nine years old, and her health is not very good, I want to accompany her more, respect filial piety", the middle-aged reporter's eyes turned red as he spoke.

Listening to the translator translate the words of this reporter, Yang Chengzhi's heart trembled, he could hear from the words of that reporter that he respected the old man, otherwise he would not have paid 1.3 million euros to buy this pill.

After listening to this reporter, those Western reporters were sympathetic to this middle-aged man, and several reporters looked at Yang Chengzhi, hoping that Yang Chengzhi could sell this reporter a bone strengthening pill.

Only the Japanese man sneered and said bluntly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, people don't sell it if they bid 10 million, you can do it for 1.3 million euros."

After this Japanese man finished speaking, those media reporters looked at him with disdainful eyes, this Japanese man spoke too ugly, people are for the elders, but he talks like that.

Yang Chengzhi glanced coldly at the reporter of the Wa Kingdom, blinked his eyes at the middle-aged man, took out a jade bottle from his backpack, poured out a bone strengthening pill from it, put it in the middle-aged man's hand, and said with a smile: "The money is not needed, this pill is my gift to the old man."

The middle-aged reporter looked at the pill in his hand, and was about to kneel down for Yang Chengzhi as soon as his legs bent, and said in his mouth: "Thank you, Mr. Yang, I thank you for my grandma, call me when you go to Vancouver, I will take you to meet my grandma, my grandma will definitely like you."

Yang Chengzhi hurriedly hugged the middle-aged reporter, "If I can go to Vancouver, I will definitely visit the old lady, but this pill can make the old man live to be 110 years old at most."

As soon as he said this, those reporters were shocked by his words, one hundred and ten years old, a pill can make an old man live to be more than a hundred years old, what kind of pill is this, they looked at Yang Chengzhi s eyes and became hot.

However, they are envious and envious, but they are not jealous, they are buying it for the elderly in the family, they can only be glad for the grandmother of the middle-aged reporter, and they are glad to have met this magical oriental youth.

When the reporter saw this scene, he didn't do anything, and said loudly: "Mr. Yang, you give him pills, why don't you give us them, you are so unfair, I will give you 10 million Huaxia coins, and you will sell me ten pills."

Yang Chengzhi didn't even want to talk to her, so he treated it as if he was a fart, a person who didn't take the old man seriously, he didn't want to deal with him if he was a person.

Yang Chengzhi turned his face to look at those Western media reporters, and said with a smile: "I don't have many pills, I still have my own potions, although there is no magic pill, but it can cure some dark diseases in your body, I see that all of you have some dark diseases."

After speaking, Yang Chengzhi took out the bottles of space water from his backpack and distributed them to them one by one, and when he sent them to a Japanese reporter, he happened to be out of his hands.

Yang Chengzhi smiled faintly, "I'm sorry, it's just gone, life is destined to die of old age, sickness and death."

When those media reporters saw this scene, they couldn't hold back a smile and thanked Yang Chengzhi, they couldn't think of being bored and wanted to see if there could be any good reports in this place, but they didn't expect to get an unexpected surprise.

The reporter also saw that Yang Chengzhi was deliberately targeting him, thinking about what he had just said, he felt ashamed, and turned around and left the senior ward without saying a word, he was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, this hateful Chinese man would not be able to step down if he had any bad moves.

Yang Chengzhi chatted with these reporters for a few more words, left them and entered Jian Ruo's ward, and after talking about this conversation, the temperature of the decoction in his hand also dropped, and this was a good time to take medicine.

After he left, these media reporters looked at the bottle in their hands like pure water, and their faces showed excited expressions, and one of them immediately unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

After drinking, the reporter's eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he carefully screwed the lid on and put the bottle in his bag.

Then he said to those reporters, "Which of you sells the liquid medicine that Mr. Yang gave you, 100,000 euros, not 200,000 euros a bottle."

Listening to this colleague say such things, those media reporters must know that this kind of liquid medicine is extraordinary, and they are busy holding the liquid medicine tightly in their arms, for fear that someone will grab it.

A reporter asked, "Tom, what does the liquid taste like?"

The reporter named Tom smiled, "If you let me take a sip, I'll sue you......