Chapter 175: The Two Don't Help Each Other (1)

Chapter 175: The two don't help each other

After seeing Xu Qing's very strong force and background today, Xue Guoqiang had a bold idea in his mind, maybe he could use his father's closed disciple to create some trouble for those gray forces in another way, as long as the contradictions were put on the table, he would have a reason to take action.

As the saying goes, pulling out the radish and bringing out the mud, the muddy water in Jiangcheng, which has been silent for a long time, really needs to be stirred again. Of course, it is the key to make Xu Qinggan willing to be this water stirring stick, and the slightest carelessness may be a pool of blood, thinking of this, Xue Guoqiang hesitated.

At this time, Secretary Yan knocked on the door with a cup of hot tea and came in, then picked up the purple sand cup on Xue Guoqiang's table and walked out, and after a while, he brought another cup of tea.

Xu Qing picked up the teacup in front of him and smelled it, and a refreshing fragrance of tea lingered in the lungs, which made people feel refreshed.

"Good tea, it smells like medicine!"

Xue Guoqiang has never heard this kind of comment, the best big red robe is actually related to medicine, this tea he has only two taels, or the last time he visited a national old leader gave back a gift, I heard that this thing has a price and no market, even these tea people can not share two taels every year.

"Brother Xu, since it is a good tea, how can it have a medicinal taste, isn't it a contradiction?"

Xue Guoqiang seemed to disagree with Xu Qing's words, and there was a hint of banter in his words. Xu Qing took a sip of tea and said: "Tea is bitter, medicine is also bitter, smelling the fragrance of tea can refresh the mind, smelling the fragrance of medicine can also work, I just happened to have a bottle on me." ”

put down the teacup, took out a white porcelain bottle from his pocket and put it in front of Xue Guoqiang: "Smell it, refresh your mind." ”

Xue Guoqiang picked up the medicine and lifted the lid to his nose, took a deep breath, and sure enough, a rich medicinal fragrance was inhaled into his lungs along the airflow, and his mind suddenly became clear, and there was a feeling of empowerment.

"What kind of medicine is this? Good heavy ginseng taste. ”

Xu Qing glanced at Xue Guoqiang with some surprise and said, "Good nose, this is a pill made from the Spirit Ginseng King who is more than eight hundred years old, if you like it, I will give you two." ”

"Eight Hundred Years of Ginseng King?" Xue Guoqiang knew that this bottle of pill was mixed with ginseng, but he couldn't imagine that it was made from the ginseng king for more than eight hundred years, and he knew that it was an extraordinary product just by hearing the three words of the spirit ginseng king.

"This bottle of pill is prepared by Professor Gu of the Central Hospital, it has the effect of replenishing qi and healing injuries for martial artists, and ordinary people can improve immunity, Professor Gu said, as long as there is still a breath of breath in taking this pill, you can temporarily hang your life, and leave two by your side to be prepared."

Xu Qing roughly explained the effect of the pill, and the purpose of leaving the pill for Xue Guoqiang was actually for the sake of his master Xue Hongyun, and it was difficult to guarantee that something would happen to the old man, and it was always good to spare two for emergency.

Xue Guoqiang was not polite, opened the drawer and rummaged for a while, but he actually found an empty porcelain bottle containing an unknown pill, wiped it and poured two ginseng pills into it, pushed the rest to Xu Qing, and said thoughtfully: "Jiang Cheng is now like a patient covered with tumors, if you don't use fierce medicine, I'm afraid it will be difficult to heal." ”

Xu Qing put away the medicine bottle and said with a smile: "I'm just a student who has finished the college entrance examination, and there are many tumors in Jiangcheng, so naturally you officials will cut it, and it has nothing to do with me. ”