Chapter Eighty-Nine: Tea Tasting
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Lin Qianchen pinched his brows, soothing the troubles.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a pharmacy.
"Ling'er, let's go down!"
When he arrived at the place, Lin Qianchen restrained his troubles, his face became calm, and he beckoned Su Ling to get out of the car.
"Do you want Brother Ziheng to come down?"
Lin Duchen glanced at Lin Ziheng, who was sleeping in a huff, and he loved Yaoyao's head: "Let him stay on it first!" If Dr. Zhang needs it again, let him come down again! ā
"Hmm!"
Su Ling nodded and stepped out of the car.
After he left, Lin Duchen's driver moved the car, drove to an unobstructed place, and then turned off the engine.
In the pharmacy, Zhang Yusheng was happily sipping tea, when he heard footsteps, he looked up and saw Su Ling's eyes winking at him.
His eyes moved back, and sure enough, Lin Qianchen followed Su Ling's footsteps and walked in.
"Uncle Lin, I thought you were too busy to come over?"
Zhang Yusheng didn't dare to take it, he stood up and motioned for Lin Qianchen to take a seat.
"Why don't you let me sit?"
Su Ling pouted and said unhappily.
Zhang Yusheng glanced at her, looked at her cute appearance, smiled and stretched out his hand: "My beautiful little fairy, please take a seat!" ā
Listening to Zhang Yusheng's sweet words, Su Ling returned to normal and sat down honestly.
"Xiaosheng, Ziheng's ...... illness"
Zhang Yusheng smiled and waved his hand, then pointed to the clock hanging on the wall: "Uncle Lin, drink tea first!" ā
"Okay." Lin Junchen remembered the time that Zhang Yusheng mentioned yesterday, although he was still a little worried in his heart, but as a mayor, if he didn't even have this qi cultivation kung fu, he wouldn't have to be an official.
"I often make tea by myself."
As he spoke, he took the tea from Zhang Yusheng's hand, and then took a sip gently.
As soon as he drank it, Lin Qianchen couldn't help frowning, it was so bitter.
Su Ling was on the side, glanced at Uncle Lin's expression, and couldn't help but wonder, Uncle Lin usually doesn't show his expression easily?
What a scumbag of tea this guy makes, it can make Uncle Lin frown.
"I don't even know how to give me a drink!"
Su Ling poured himself a cup, and then tasted it gently.
"Wow!"
Su Ling opened his mouth: "What kind of tea did you brew, it's bitter to death!" ā
As she spoke, she was about to pour out the tea in her hand, but she felt that her hand was light, and she was stunned, the teacup had already reached Zhang Yusheng's hand.
"If you don't drink it, don't waste it!"
Zhang Yusheng held the cup, not caring at all that the cup had been used by Su Ling, and took a sip, but drank the tea in the cup.
When he finished drinking, he licked his lips and poured another cup into his mouth.
Lin Qianchen, who was sitting next to him, saw that Zhang Yusheng drank all the tea in his hand without frowning, he also drank it all in one gulp, and then put the cup back with the churning taste bag.
"Do you want another drink?"
Zhang Yusheng asked with a smile.
"No, I still can't drink this tea!"
Lin Qianchen saw that Zhang Yusheng was going to persuade him to have another cup, so he quickly shook his head: "What kind of tea are you, why are you so bitter!" ā
Seeing that Lin Qianchen was reluctant to drink, Zhang Yusheng naturally would not persuade him again.
He poured himself a cup and drank it before he slowly spoke, "This is not any kind of tea in circulation!" ā
"To be precise, it's not made from tea leaves."
Zhang Yusheng finished pouring the tea in the pot and poured the tea residue aside: "This is something mixed together by many Chinese medicinal materials, these things are some very ordinary medicinal materials in ordinary times, but as long as they are in the right place, the value is different." ā
"Are you going to give me a tea lesson?"
Su Ling still didn't come back from the bitter taste, she stared at Zhang Yusheng who was talking: "When I was blind, I often listened to the teacher teach me, drank tea and calmed down, and made tea without worry. ā
"Huh!"
Zhang Yusheng Yaoyao didn't explain anymore, he pointed to the tea residue with water stains, and looked at the time again: "When they are dry, I can start treating Ziheng." ā
Hearing Zhang Yusheng say this, Lin Qianchen looked at the tea residue to see when it would dry out.
Time passed in the blink of an eye, and the black tea residue slowly turned brown, Zhang Yusheng swept the tea residue with his hand and put it into the bag.
"Okay, Uncle Lin, let's go see Ziheng!"
"Is it okay?"
"Hmm!"
The three stood up and walked out of the pharmacy.
Fortunately, the driver parked the car not far from the pharmacy, and the three of them came to the car after a few steps.
Lin Duchen signaled that the driver didn't have to get down, and he opened the back door by himself.
"Xiaosheng, do you want to wake him up?"
Zhang Yusheng nodded when he heard this: "It can be treated outside the car, Uncle Lin, wake him up!" ā
"Hengheng, Hengheng ......"
Lin Jinchen carefully shook his son's body, trying to let him wake up slowly.
"Hmm......"
Lin Ziheng slowly opened his eyes, his mouth suddenly grinned, and he spat on Lin Qianchen's face.
Lin Qianchen didn't have any anger, but slowly wanted to help his son down.
"Woo!"
Although he didn't know what he said, Zhang Yusheng felt that Lin Ziheng didn't want to come.
Lin Qianchen ignored his son's saliva on his face, but comforted Lin Ziheng, and finally let him get out of the car slowly.
"Woo!"
Zhang Yusheng observed Lin Ziheng, his eyes were astigmatism, his face was thin and white, and his mouth was whining from time to time.
He didn't know what Lin Ziheng had done, which would cause the magnetic field of his body to be chaotic.
He was a little interested, but it wasn't his business.
"Uncle Lin, I'll come!"
Zhang Yusheng stretched out his hand to take Lin Ziheng.
Lin Qianchen hesitated: "I'm afraid Ziheng will ......"
"Don't worry!"
Zhang Yusheng knew his concerns, and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal." ā
Lin Qianchen nodded, and wanted Zhang Yusheng to support Ziheng.
Unexpectedly, Lin Ziheng whined, and seemed to be afraid of Zhang Yusheng.
Zhang Yusheng frowned, his heart moved, and his aura started, and without waiting for Lin Ziheng to react, he reached out and put on it.
In an instant, Lin Ziheng's body stiffened and he no longer moved.
Zhang Yusheng wondered, is there a relationship between aura and magnetic field?
Next to him, Lin Qianchen saw that as soon as Zhang Yusheng stretched out his hand, his son froze there, and he was very surprised, how did he sit down?
Supporting Lin Ziheng, Zhang Yusheng didn't have the heart to figure out Lin Qianchen's thoughts.
When he was massaging Liu Whispering, he accidentally discovered that this aura could also probe a person's physical condition, but whether he was healthy or sick, he was not accurate.
However, with probing, he can correspond to the state shown in the pharmacopoeia, so that even if someone asks him to explain his condition, he will definitely be able to tell in detail after examining the other person's body.
This time, since he encountered Lin Ziheng's example, he stiffened when he touched the aura, but Zhang Yusheng was very curious.
Without any hesitation, Zhang Yusheng let the aura slowly infiltrate Lin Ziheng's body.