Meng Ran went to that Chinese businessman, and his immortal tea was something only in the fairy world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The info itself can refresh the mind and open the mind.

In Meng Ran's opinion. Using fairy tea to treat dementia is simply a cannon bombardment of mosquitoes - overkill.

If Meng Ran just ordered immortal tea like this, he would be reluctant to spend more money.

But the thought of being able to drink immortal tea tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and bring it back with me. Only then was Meng Ran willing to take out the already very little immortal tea.

This time, Meng Ran just poured out a small sip of the immortal tea he brought back, mixed a cup of pure water, and put a piece of immortal tea in it.

The other immortal teas were put into the old refrigerator by him and preserved, Meng Ran was not worried about a thief entering the door, because he had always been poorer than a thief, who would be blind to steal him.

You must know that thieves will also step on the point in advance, and will plan the action when they hear that the target has money. Otherwise, whoever would rashly break in and steal, and after being caught, he would be beaten with a blue nose and swollen face.

The Chinese businessman mentioned on TV is called Guan Wenhe, Meng Ran checked on the Internet, and this person is worth more than 17 billion US dollars.

Although this person is extremely shrewd and good at doing business. But he has a grandson with congenital dementia, which has to be said to be unpredictable.

This time, Guan Wenhe came to the city to seek medical treatment, because he wanted to seek traditional Chinese medicine treatment. Because his grandson has been treated by Western medicine for many years, and still has no improvement.

And this time, the reward he offered was extremely amazing. As long as there is an effect, you will pay $100,000 for one treatment. If you can be cured at one time, you will be paid $5 million directly.

Meng Ran also saw such a high reward, and he was also poor and couldn't open the pot. Only then did I have the idea of using immortal tea to treat, otherwise how could this anti-heaven immortal medicine make it appear in the world.

The Chinese businessman stayed at the Hilden Hotel in the center of the city, and Meng Ran went straight to the hotel after going out.

Coming to the door of the hotel, the hotel waiter respectfully opened the door of the taxi. But when he saw that it was a guest dressed shabbyly, his face suddenly became ugly.

He knew that this time the door was open, and this guy who seemed poorer than himself would not tip.

"Sir, who are you looking for?" The male waiter seemed to be unbalanced and wanted to prevent Meng Ran from entering the hotel.

"Hello, I'm here to find Mr. Guan Wenhe." Meng Ran also saw that the waiter's face was not very good-looking, and he didn't want to stay here longer, so he directly explained his intention.

When the waiter heard Meng Ran say this, a strange expression appeared on his face. I thought to myself, where did this little white face come from, do you want to come to Mr. Guan to take care of you?

Meng Ran didn't want to communicate more with this kind of snob, since he worked, Meng Ran had seen too many of this kind of people.

I looked towards the lobby of the hotel and saw that there was a reception inside. It was the Chinese businessman who specially used it to receive doctors, and Meng Ran saw that the male waiter was opening the door for another person, so he immediately walked in by himself.

Meng Ran walked to the reception and found that there were several people sitting there, three of whom had white beards, each carrying a wooden medicine box, and an assistant following him.

"This gentleman, you're here too?" Seeing a young man coming, an old man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and reading a book asked suspiciously.

"That's right, I came here after watching the bounty." Meng Ran went straight to the point.

"Young people have commendable courage, since this is the case, wait first." The old man didn't say anything, let Meng Ran sit on the sofa next to him, and continued to pick up the book and read.

Meng Ran sat on the sofa and found that the old men who had come early were all looking at him. And the assistants next to several old men looked at him with a strange look.

"It looks pretty good, but it's a pity that this is a doctor with extraordinary medical skills, and it's not to take care of a little white face."

Approaching Meng Ran's side, the sissy young man dressed in Armani and with oily and slippery hair chuckled softly at the old man next to him.

If it had been before, Meng Ran would probably not be able to hear clearly, but after taking the elixir. Meng Ran's hearing increased greatly, and Meng Ran heard the words of this sissy young man clearly.

"What nonsense." The white-bearded old man next to the sissy glared at him.

"I said Elder Yan, your old medical skills are good, and you almost caught up with my master. But this apprentice you have taken is the biggest failure. ”

Next to the sissy, a man in his thirties with relatively small eyes smiled at the old man Yan and smiled.

"The Du corns of Cionima actually slandered my master, believe it or not, Lao Tzu called someone to smash the Kangfu Hall opened by your old ghost master."

The sissy heard that this guy actually slandered his master, and slandered himself in disguise. Suddenly he was so angry that he thundered, blushing and sneering at each other.

Meng Ran didn't know that the medical clinics of these two masters were both on the same street. Over the decades, the rift between the two has become deeper and deeper, and even some of them are incompatible.

An old doctor next to him looked at the two arguing and immediately shook his head.

"Hmph, you're still not convinced. Except for my master, everyone else here is here to fill up. Du Jiuyan in the mouth of the sissy said with disdain.

After speaking, he just glanced at Meng Ran, as if Meng Ran was not worth his eyes at all.

"Okay guys, please follow me up to treat the young master." The old man with gold-rimmed glasses answered a phone call, stood up and said angrily to a few people.

After the old man finished speaking, he walked towards the elevator, and Meng Ran and several others got up and followed.

Wait until the elevator opens and a group of people come out of it. This group of people were carrying medicine boxes, and several old men had white beards.

After the group got off the elevator, they looked at Meng Ran's group of people, then shook their heads and looked helpless, and each walked towards the hotel gate.

Soon, Meng Ran and several people took the elevator to the presidential suite on the top floor, and there were already three people sitting in it at the moment.

A Chinese businessman Guan Wenhe who appeared on TV, a teenage boy who behaved strangely, and a beautiful woman.

"Mr. Guan, the doctor brought it."

The old man with gold-wire glasses whispered a few words in Guan Wenhe's ear after speaking, and then arranged for a few people to sit down and left the presidential suite.

Guan Wenhe, who was thin and looked a little haggard, looked at the new group of people with a worried expression on his face.

Especially when he saw that Meng Ran, a young man, also came to receive the treatment, he shook his head and was disappointed.

"Dad, it's been a week. After I see these doctors, let's go back to North America. The beautiful woman looked at the demented-looking child, her face full of despair, and it seemed that she had given up.

"Well, you'll know what to do then." After Guan Wenhe finished speaking, he looked at several old doctors.

"Ahem, in that case. I think I'd better come first. Meng Ran didn't wait for the others to speak, and stood up directly.

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