Chapter 7: The Trouble of Baicaotang

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On the third floor of the backyard of Baicaotang, Nie Fan meditated and vomited, and sat all day.

There are already some true elements in the dantian, once there are enough true elements to be able to operate every day, it is to enter the first layer of qi training.

"Whew" Nie Fan let out a long breath and opened his eyes.

It was already dark in the room, Nie Fan looked up at the big clock on the wall, it was exactly eight o'clock, and after thinking about it, he got up and went downstairs.

"Nie Shao, you're out." As soon as Nie Fan opened the door, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man who looked like a medicine hall guy came over and looked at Nie Fan and said happily.

"Hmm." Nie Fan glanced at him, knowing that he had been guarding outside the door for a long time, nodded and walked downstairs.

"Nie Shao," the young man followed behind Nie Fan and said quite earnestly: "Our young lady and young master have both come to see you, but you didn't respond when you knocked on the door, so they all left again." ”

Nie Fan didn't fail to sense that Zhao Jingxuan and Zhao Hongwu had come, and when he heard the words, he was just silent, and as soon as he walked to the second floor, he turned around and said, "I'll go see Zhao Lao." ”

"Nie Shao, don't use it." As soon as Nie Fan finished speaking, the young man who followed behind him hurriedly shouted.

Nie Fan turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"That's right," the young man hurriedly said, "Because many people have heard that the old man has woken up and come to visit, the old man doesn't want to be disturbed, so he has people transfer him away, and let the young master apologize to you." ”

Nie Fan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Zhao Hongwu could become the director of the capital public security bureau at forty, and it was by no means capable of doing it, obviously this old man Zhao was not an ordinary person.

"Prepare me something to eat." Nie Fan nodded, turned around and walked downstairs.

"Okay, you go downstairs to the living room, and I'll bring it to you." When the young man heard this, he hurriedly said something, and quickly ran past Nie Fan and downstairs.

Nie Fan didn't care what the identity of the Zhao family was, he just borrowed to stay here to avoid disturbing and concentrate on breaking through the realm, once he broke through, it was time for him to leave, and then the two would not owe each other.

Nie Fan walked downstairs to the living room and sat on the sofa. He wasn't used to watching TV, and he didn't have a mobile phone, so he sat there, still used to maintaining a spitting posture, and there was no slack in his whole body.

"Nie Shao, you see if it suits the taste, if you don't like it, I'll change it for you immediately." The young man quickly took the plate and gave Nie Fan a neat surname. Obviously, he was instructed by the Nie family not to neglect Nie Fan in the slightest.

Nie Fan has no habit of being picky eaters, so he picks up chopsticks and eats.

After all, he hadn't reached the third level of Qi cultivation, and he couldn't open the valley yet, and after a day of cultivation, he would already be hungry.

The young man was greatly relieved to see that Nie Fan was not picky, thinking that the old man and young master and young lady were all saying the same thing before leaving, the young man couldn't help but glance at Nie Fan quietly, this Nie Shao, who seemed to be only one or two years older, really made him envious.

Nie Fan didn't think about anything else, he ate intently, he hadn't eaten such a serious meal for many years, he actually liked these tastes a little, and couldn't help but eat a little slower.

"Find your boss to come out ......"

"You healed the dead, you know?"

"Why don't you find someone in charge to come out......"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the front hall.

When the young man heard this, he hurriedly said to Nie Fan: "Nie Shao, you eat, I'll take a look." So saying, he hurried forward.

Nie Fan didn't pay attention to it, and after eating, he wiped his mouth and was about to go upstairs.

"Why did you seal our Baicao Hall?"

"Can the Industrial and Commercial Bureau take one side of the story?"

Nie Fan, who had just turned around, frowned slightly, whether he lived here or explained to the Zhao family, he couldn't let Baicaotang be sealed.

After thinking about it, Nie Fan turned around and walked forward, the quarrel in front became more and more intense, Nie Fan listened, and faintly heard that there were four groups of people mixed in. One side is naturally Baicaotang, the other seems to be the family of the patient, the other side is the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and the other side seems to be watching and helping.

Nie Fan quietly lifted the curtain, walked to the front, and swept his gaze. I found an old man with a pale face and cold sweat on his face, lying in a wheelchair, with a painful face, anxious eyes, and squirming lips, unable to say anything, and no one cared about him.

In front of him, a man in a white coat, about thirty years old, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, seemed to be a doctor, with a detached appearance, his hands in his pockets, and he looked at the two sides of the quarrel without expression or speech.

A middle-aged woman with a face full of makeup, sharp eyes, and thin lips stared at the guy at the counter with a mean face, and behind him was a handsome successful person in a suit with a little embarrassment on his face, and the two looked like husband and wife.

Not far from the two of them, there were two industrial and commercial personnel in uniform, one in his fifties and the other in his early twenties, both of whom looked awe-inspiring, but their eyes kept sneering at the panicked and angry Baicaotang guys.

"Hmph, my dad could have gotten out of bed, but since he took your medicine, not only can't he get out of bed, but now he doesn't even have the strength to speak, you are simply a black shop, specializing in cheating money!"

"Maybe it's a recipe problem?" A guy blushed and said to the middle-aged woman. They were all apprentices, and they didn't even know how to prescribe medicine, so they couldn't argue at all.

"Hmph, then there is a problem with your medicine, Section Chief Huang, seal their pharmacy!" The middle-aged woman looked at the guy with a sneer, and turned her head to look at the old businessman Huang Section Chief and said.

"Why did you seal us Baicaotang!" This time it was the young man who was guarding Nie Fan's door, and he was also angry.

"Just eat people to death with your medicine," Section Chief Huang said in a deep voice, "There is also a certificate from the deputy chief physician of Huanghai Hospital, and your closure of the store is only the first step." ”

The Sven man with the gold-rimmed glasses lifted the frame with his hand, looked at the guys inside and said, "That's right, I've seen it, and there is no problem with the prescription." ”

There is no problem with the prescription, so the aggravation of the old man's condition is naturally a problem with the medicine.

"Seal the Hundred Grass Hall!"

"That's right, they sold all the drugs and killed I don't know how many people!"

"Section Chief Huang, don't say it, seal them and arrest these unscrupulous businessmen!"

With the coaxing of the people around him, Section Chief Huang looked righteous and strode towards the counter.

"Wait." Just as Section Chief Huang stood in front of the counter and was about to speak, Nie Fan walked out from behind the guys and walked straight to the old man who was lying on the chair in a cold sweat.

"Nie Shao." When the young man who spoke earlier saw Nie Fan, he hurriedly followed with a flash of joy on his face. After all, he knew that it was Nie Fan who woke up Old Man Zhao, who had been in a coma for several years.

"Huh?" When the man with glasses saw the momentum of Nie Fan coming out, his eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"Didn't you say that the head of the Baicao Hall was not there? ’

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