"Don't worry about these details. By the way, Han Lao, I have an idea. ”

Yang Ming wittily diverted the topic, and Han Liang didn't delve into it anymore, after all, he still admired Yang Ming's strength.

"What do you think?" you say. Hearing Yang Ming's words, Han Liang became interested.

"Now I have investigated the domestic pharmaceutical market, and some life-saving drugs are too expensive. So, I researched several life-saving medicines, the cost is relatively cheaper than the ones on the market, these drugs, I plan to distribute these drugs for free, as long as there is a medical record to prove it. Yang Ming took out a few formulas again, and Han Liang was stunned.

Taking over the formula in Yang Ming's hand, Han Liang, who has always been keen on pharmacological research, is like being a soldier for three years and meeting a woman when he leaves the team. Immediately he couldn't put it down and looked at the formula, and when he looked at it, he suddenly felt that he had done decades of pharmacological research, and all of them had been learned in vain.

"This recipe is simply wonderful, I didn't expect psyllium to have such an effect, burdock leaves can also be used in medicine, and what kind of medicinal herb is this silver bell, it's really unheard of. ”

Han Liang was full of praise for Yang Ming's formula, Yang Ming took out a small bag and handed it to Han Liang, and instructed: "Han Lao, this is the seed of several miraculous medicines in the formula, and I have indicated the names and planting precautions, so I will hand it over to you." ”

"......" Han Liang has nothing to say, Yang Ming has given him too many surprises, even if Yang Ming now says that he is the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, he doesn't feel strange.

"Old Han, what do you think of what I said?"

Han Liang's soul was all taken away by the formula, and he forgot Yang Ming's opinion for a while, until Yang Ming mentioned it again, he came back to his senses, and said with a red face: "Oh, I don't think I can do good recklessly." We have a vast world and a large population, not to mention whether we can produce enough medicines, if it is because of excessive charity, which destroys the balance of drug prices in the market, the chain effect must be that our drug depot will be empty, while other enterprises are unsalable drugs, until they cannot make ends meet and declare bankruptcy. ”

Han Liang's words were quite reasonable, Yang Ming suddenly realized, nodded, and asked: "I really didn't think it through, I don't know what Han Lao's opinion is?"

Han Liang cast an approving look at Yang Ming, raised his hand and said with a smile: "Since you want to help the world, then what are we still holding on to the formula?

Yang Ming clapped his hands violently and said happily: "Yes, why didn't I think of it?"

……

The bald man was scared half to death by Yang Ming, and instead of going back to the muscular man for the first time, he honestly ran to the Jiang Group and told Yang Ming's words to Jiang Zhanjun as they were.

"Bang!"

Jiang Zhanjun was furious, slapped his palm on the desk, gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Ming!"

Since the last ban on the pharmaceutical market, Jiang Zhanjun has shrunk his head and kept a low profile for a long time, and then he went to Mingde Pharmaceutical to show goodwill. The other party stepped on his head, how could Jiang Zhanjun, who had always been pretentious, be willing to swallow his anger again, raise his arms, and instruct Jiang Cheng: "Go and inform Erhu, say that the goods for him will be increased to an additional 50 catties, and let him get rid of Yang Ming!"

Jiang Cheng retreated without saying a word, and the bald man asked tremblingly, "Third Master, can I go?"

Jiang Zhanjun didn't reply, supported his forehead with one arm, and waved his hand to signal the bald man to get out.

"Uh!" The bald man hadn't turned around yet, he only felt a surge of qi and blood, a thunderous sound in his brain, a tingling pain in his eardrums, pantothenic acid in his eyes, blocked nostrils, and a chapped throat, as uncomfortable as a long-lasting severe cold, and his body had no strength to lift his feet.

"Liuzi, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Zhanjun watched the bald man twitch on the spot now, his forehead was bruised, his whole face was wrinkled into an old newspaper, his hands were arched vigorously, like chicken claws that had just been picked off his tendons, and the whole person seemed to have epilepsy.

Jiang Zhanjun was frightened and didn't dare to approach the bald man, until the bald man's seven orifices flowed blood, and he fell to the ground with wide eyes, Jiang Zhanjun leaned over and probed the bald man's nose.

"Huh, the sixth is dead!"

The bald man was not breathing, and Jiang Zhanjun was so frightened that he sat on the ground, cold, creepy, and panting heavily.

Outside the villa window, Lin Yixin smiled proudly: "Hehe, hey, 100,000 points are in hand!"

Although Jiang Zhanjun has done many evils and harmed countless people in his life, he has never done it himself, without exception, all of them are pretending to be the hands of others, and now his subordinates are dying in front of him, so frightened that his soul is about to fall, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he hurriedly grabbed the phone with trembling hands and dialed out a call.

"Third child, what are you looking for me?" the muscular man's voice came from the microphone.

"Second son, the sixth son is here!" Jiang Zhanjun was afraid for a while, and he didn't know where to start.

"What, didn't Liuzi go to the Mingde Pharmaceutical Factory to find that kid? Why did you go there?" the muscular man said curiously.

"He's dead, he's dead right under my nose! Seven orifices are bleeding, and he died so miserably!" Jiang Zhanjun was a little excited, and his speech was so fast that people couldn't hear it clearly, and he could only hear the sound of his teeth hitting as if he was knocking because of the cold.

"Don't get excited, I'll come over right away!" The muscular man hung up the phone, a little incredulous: Liuzi went out with five or six pistols, and he also brought a lot of berserk potions, why did he die so indistinctly?

Jiang Zhanjun took out the lighter, his hands trembled, the lighter did not ignite several times, and the cigar between his fingers fell to the ground several times, so he simply threw away the cigar and lighter, and sat on the leather chair and hugged his shoulders. The moment the muscular man stepped into the door, he seemed to see a savior, and hurriedly got up and walked over.

"Look, second son, the sixth son died too weirdly!" Jiang Zhanjun's fingers trembled and pointed to the bald man's corpse, and his eyes did not dare to look at the bald man's miserable appearance.

The muscular man was not in a hurry, squatted down and checked his body, and deduced: "The bullet has been shot, and the left hand is comminuted, looking at the fracture range, it was stepped on with his feet, but such an injury is not enough to kill at all, seeing that he is bleeding from seven orifices, like an internal injury, it may be that someone broke his internal organs with an internal fist." What did he tell you before he died?"

Jiang Zhanjun made it clear what happened after seeing the bald man, and even what the bald man said to him, he relayed it word for word.

The muscular man frowned after hearing this, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that this Yang Ming is really the same as what the intelligence says, a bit evil!"

"Then why don't you just leave this matter at that?" Jiang Zhanjun completely lost the kingly demeanor of the past at this time, and lived like a frightened bird.

The muscular man glared angrily and scolded: "Jiang Zhanjun, you really live to a dog at this age, the older you get, the more cowardly!"

"Zhao Erhu, don't blame me for not reminding you, hitting a stone with an egg will only bring about your own destruction! I, Jiang Zhanjun, now have a lot of money, there is no need to play with you, an outlaw, I will still give you the goods you want, as for Yang Ming's side, don't implicate me if you want to play, my life is much more expensive than his gold!" Jiang Zhanjun was angry, and directly tore his face with the muscular man and turned away.

The muscular man dragged up the bald man's corpse, and secretly said in his heart: "Liuzi, I will definitely avenge you!"

……

After leaving the pharmaceutical factory, Yang Ming had a phone call with his eldest brother Yang Guang and told Yang Guang about the construction of the branch, and Yang Guang took the project with joy.

The affairs of the branch factory were finally planned, and Yang Ming dialed Zhao Haikuo's phone.

"Hey, second brother, you finally called back, are you still busy?" Zhao Haikuo's voice looked a little haggard.

"Is there something wrong? I'll come right over!" Yang Ming said worriedly.

"There are a few prisoners in the prison who have an accident, come to the bureau directly!" Zhao Haikuo did not have too many polite words, and he could hear that he was in a very bad mood at this time.

Rushed to the police station, Zhao Haikuo was standing at the door waiting with a helpless face, and when he saw Yang Ming, he suddenly came to his senses, pulled out the cigarette in his mouth, threw it on the ground and stepped on it twice.

"Let's go!"

Without too many words, Yang Ming directly followed Zhao Haikuo into the car.

The atmosphere in the car was a little sluggish, and Yang Ming asked, "What happened?"

"Not long ago, a lot of prisoners died in prison, and speaking of which, these people have something to do with you. ”

"Does it have anything to do with me?" Regarding Zhao Haikuo's words, Yang Ming is a monk who is the second brother of the Zhang, and he has no relatives or friends in prison.

"Do you remember the Flying Dragon Gang? It's them, more than a dozen members of the Flying Dragon Gang imprisoned in the city all died violently, and even Long Zaitian, who was sentenced to life and imprisoned in a provincial prison, died violently, whether it was a forensic doctor or a special hospital, the cause of death could not be found out at all. ”

"Some people above suspect that this was a premeditated and organized case of gag poisoning. And because I offended a lot of people in the past, now when something happens, all kinds of hats are buckled on my head, what kind of care, what dereliction of duty, what's more, I even directly said that I am the big boss behind the Wyvern Gang, it's really hard for me!"

Zhao Haikuo opened the chatterbox, and bitter water poured out of his stomach, and he rarely burst into foul language when he talked about it.

"Can't find out the cause of death?" Yang Ming suddenly felt that something was wrong, if he couldn't find out the cause of death, there was only one possibility, death in the soul! If it was really the soul that was withdrawn, then the matter would become a big deal. Who would believe it when he told people? He would only think that the person who spoke about ghosts and gods was just a psychopath, or that he Yang Ming was Zhao Haikuo's accomplice. In short, Zhao Haikuo is on the scene this time. ()

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