On the streets and alleys of the city, pedestrians come and go, and Pingcheng is located in the southernmost part of the hot summer, and it should be the first place in the country to enter the sunny day.

However, in late May, the people on the street are all dressed thinly, under the eaves, in the shade of the corner of the wall, there are vaguely squatting figures, but some old men who are chatting in the shade, covering the big round straw hat, the fan in his hand is fluttering fast, the ice blue sky in the past is now reflecting a faint flush, and the air is steamed by the stove overhead, which can be seen by the naked eye.

In the midst of the streets, there is a shadowy alley with plane trees, and at the end of the plane trees stands a dilapidated pharmacy that has been around for decades. The housekeeper is a dwarf old man, named Fang Xian, with an extremely strange face, uneven bean sprout eyes, and the wrinkled old face looks from the side, it is like smashing a mallet, and the key is that he has a crooked mouth, and he can't chew the words clearly on weekdays.

Originally, the small pharmacy was located outside the street, run by Fang Xian's father, and the business has not been bad for more than ten years......

Mo Lanjiong had been lying in this pharmacy for two days, except for himself, who was still unconscious, and everyone in the pharmacy looked incredulous, unable to speak beside the bed.

Fang Xi has lived for sixty years, and he has never heard of the reunification of broken bones, but Mo Lanjiong is this phenomenon, two days later, Mo Lanjiong's leg bones have already healed, and the ulcers have completely healed, but the person is still in a coma.

In the past two days, Fang Xi has changed the needles around Mo Lanjiong's body several times, and there is no less kneading in the human center, the divine court, and the seal hall, but it still does not improve.

Half a day later, Ge Yu finally inquired about Mo Lanjiong's whereabouts, and went all the way to the small pharmacy, Fang Xi explained the situation to him, Ge Yu obviously didn't believe it, pinched the flat round wooden box, and smeared his face with lime, extremely iron.

"Damn... This is a pill that took more than half of his life to get back and forth for twenty days!Boy, where are you doing!" Ge Yu ignored everyone's obstruction, grabbed Mo Lanjiong's collar and slammed it on the edge of the bed.

"Stop!" A silver bead flew like a meteor and hit Ge Yu's back hard, "You people from the Prison Tomb Mansion, don't be too presumptuous!" Han Yu tugged at his sleeve, obviously wanting to make a move.

"Woohoo!"

Ge Yu's face was even more gloomy, and the green bamboo short stick flew in his palm, making a chilling trembling sound.

"Hey, hey, all the heroes and heroes dissipate their anger!, why bother!" Fang Xi hurriedly pulled the two apart and made a sound like a millstone, "The two of you understand the mood, it's just that this young man was injured like that before, and now it seems that such a ridiculous thing has happened, maybe it's also a gift from God, why not be happy?"