Isn't it at least 1,000 kilograms of finished products to be supplied every year? Now more than 100 trees in Qishan can collect at least more than 500 kilograms at a time, urge a few more spiritual spring water, and strive to pick him once a month, how much do you say can be collected in a year?

Moreover, the mountain forest of Cangqian Mountain Reservoir, hundreds of acres of mountain forest, and how many golden tea trees can be planted.

At this time, He Houfeng answered a phone call, his face looked very solemn, and he sighed heavily.

The young man on the side asked nervously, "Grandpa, has the second uncle's inspection report come out?"

He Houfeng nodded heavily and said, "Grade 1 cerebral infarction, I saw a slight contraction of muscles. He trembled his hands slightly, and said bitterly: "Is this cerebral infarction also hereditary? Ten years ago, my wife died of a cerebral infarction, and now it is the turn of my ancestors!"

The young man anxiously asked, "What does the medical university say?"

He Houfeng shook his head and said: "Although the Medical University is the largest hospital in Fangcheng, modern medicine is still powerless against these strange and incurable diseases!"

From their conversation, Kuang Dejun realized that the young man was He Houfeng's grandson, named He Qingtong. However, He Houfeng's second son suffered a cerebral infarction and is now lying in a medical hospital and is sentenced to death by the doctor.

"Chairman He, take me to see Mr. He, maybe I have a way to cure him!"

This sentence, listening to the ears of the old man He Houfeng, is tantamount to the sound of heaven!

Fangcheng Medical Hospital, located in the southeast corner of the city, covers an area of more than 10,000 hectares, and is the only famous hospital in Fangcheng City that integrates medical teaching.

It brings together a number of well-known experts and professors in the field of medicine.

Every day, the hospital has tens of thousands of people, and the outpatient and inpatient departments are overcrowded.

Except, of course, for patients with severe illness. The superior ICU is located on the 5th floor.

On a hospital bed, a middle-aged man was lying with various tubes inserted. It seems that there is no difference between a dead person except for breathing.

"Doctor Zhang, is there really no way to cure Nian Zu?

"Chairman He, I understand your feelings, it's not a matter of money, the patient's entire brain has been blocked, and the blood function has almost stopped. Now, as soon as the intubation is removed, the patient's breathing will stop immediately!" As a top neurologist at the Medical University, I also felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness at this time.

"May you let me in and probe him?" asked a handsome young man next to him.

Dr. Zhang turned his head aside in disgust, you think everyone can take it to the intensive care unit.

"Doctor Zhang, I'll take Xiao Kuang in to see Nianzu!" He Houfeng choked up, his body trembled slightly, and He Qingtong, who was holding him, had to say, "Grandpa, you have to take care of your body." ”

The nurse looked at Dr. Zhang inquiringly, and Dr. Zhang Hui waved his hand and asked the nurse to push open the door of the ward and let He Lao and the others in. I left the ward temporarily.

He Nianzu, the general manager of the Global Tea Trading Company, was lying quietly on the hospital bed at this time, and all organs were filled with various skin tubes.

The palms of his hands were cold, and his face was yellow. Dr. Zhang was right, the person lying on the bed in front of him was indeed just a "living dead".

Kuang Dejun's hand was on He Nianzu's pulse, and there was only a faint slight beat.

He stared for a moment, expanded the perspective function, and at a glance found that the patient had multiple ischemic malacia infarcts in the brain.

"Xiao Kuang, do you think there is still a glimmer of hope?" He Houfeng didn't dare to hold out most hopes.

"I can dispense some pills, find a way to inject them into the patient's body, and try to see if it works!" Kuang Dejun didn't want to say it to death.

Shennong's medical skills can cure all diseases, as long as he is not dead, he still has a breath, he can let him die and go back. Of course, if a person dies and his soul is bound, the master is powerless to go out of the mountain.

"Excuse me, I'll go to the bathroom!"

The restroom in the intensive care unit was also spotless, and there was no smell at all.

Kuang Dejun shook his body and entered the space, only to see that the master was boiling medicinal pills with Shennong Ding, and there was a large pile of medicinal herbs in front of him.

Hua Lieshan extracted different herbs and threw them into the ding, boiled for a while, took out the pill from the bottom, and then opened his mouth to swallow it.

The master's appearance made Kuang Dejun pout and smile when he saw it.

"You kid be careful that your front teeth are missing, and your mouth is leaking! Why are you going to enter the space today when you have nothing to do?" Hua Lieshan asked, "That living dead, what are you going to do?"

Kuang Dejun said sincerely: "The apprentice deliberately ran into the space to ask for a teacher, I was worried that I would just feed him with medicinal pills, I was afraid that he would not be able to absorb it and would not have any effect." If you can't heal him, I'm afraid it will damage your old man's prestige!"

Hua Lieshan took out a box of turquoise silver needles from the utensils that Kuang Dejun received last time, and said: "Use the needle to prick the four major acupuncture points of his lily acupoint, Yintang acupoint, temple and Fengchi acupoint......

He pointed a little finger, and several golden rays of light drilled into Kuang Dejun's mind, and a whole set of Shennong's acupuncture techniques were instantly imprinted in his memory.

As for refining pills, it was a breeze for him. After Hua Lieshan swallowed the pill, he found a plane tree and began to close his eyes and cultivate.

Kuang Dejun used Shennong Ding to refine a few pills, and then returned to the room.

"Mr. He, I think this disease will be with the help of acupuncture first!"

He Houfeng looked at the son lying on the bed like a dead man, gritted his teeth and said to Kuang Dejun: "Anyway, he is already a living dead, you can try any method!"

"In that case, I'd like to ask a few of you to leave for half an hour, okay?"

Because according to the records of Shennong's acupuncture technique, he must infuse his true qi when performing acupuncture.

He had been cultivating for a while, and he could already feel a burst of true qi around him, which could be used by him at any time.

"Then we will wait for you in the corridor!" He Houfeng endured his grief and sat down on a leisure stool in the corridor with the help of his grandson Qingtong.

"Mei'er, you guard the door for me, and don't let anyone else break in for half an hour!"

Use true qi, the most taboo is harassment by outsiders, the light is to abandon the previous efforts, and the heavy ones are angry and hurt the body!

"Okay!" Although Tu Mei'er was also very curious, she wanted to see how he saved people and what was going on with the mysterious power he had, but seeing his solemn expression, she readily agreed!

Kuang Dejun also tied the door of the ward from the inside.

Then he took out five turquoise silver needles from the space and inserted them into He Nianzu's lily acupoint. Yintang acupoint, both temples, and Fengchi acupoint......

A few people standing outside the ward could hear the crackling sound in the ward in their eardrums, could it be that he was tapping on a certain acupuncture point of the patient.

It was as if I could still hear the sound of electric solitude, like a welder firing iron.

Several people opened their mouths wide in surprise, revealing stunned expressions!

(End of chapter)