"Dr. Li, what does this mean?" Hui Heji stood by the door and questioned Zhu Tong dissatisfied.

"It's not interesting, Mr. is a Chinese medicine practitioner, you should understand what I mean." Zhu Tong put the medicine bowl by his side, rotated three golden needles between his left hand, and pressed the back of Matsui with his right hand, and gently exerted force.

"Wow......" Matsui opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of black and yellow juice, and fell into Zhu Tong's arms with a sad expression.

"You...... You ......" Hui Heji trembled angrily, pointing at Zhu Tong speechless.

Bai Jiashu and Zheng Shurong ran in, and when they saw the situation in front of them, Bai Jiashu picked up the medicine bowl and put it on the end of his nose to smell it, and then poured it into his mouth and savored it.

"The ginseng added to the medicine is not right, it is not a century-old mountain ginseng."

"Master Hui Heji, should you say something?" Matsui Shi had fallen into a coma, and Zhu Tong Yun Needle closed his acupuncture veins and stared at Hui Heji; "It is said that you are a monk, why would you do such a thing?"

Yukimi Iike and Kazuo Ikeda walked in with two people, and they both looked at Hui Heji coldly.

"What did I do? For the sake of Mr. Matsui's illness, I have been living in Jiujin for two years. You prescribed the medicine, I just used the medicine according to the prescription, and if something happened, there was something wrong with your prescription. Hui Heji calmed down and took out the prescription.

"You don't have to worry about the prescription, let me ask you, what kind of ginseng is in this bowl of medicine that Mr. boiled?" Bai Jiashu asked hesitantly, his level was not too high, and he was not sure what was strange in this bowl of medicine. But since Dr. Lee is skeptical, there must be a reason.

"The three-hundred-year-old ginseng, I have always kept it and am reluctant to use it, not Mr. Matsui......" Hui Heji said confidently.

"It's not a 300-year-old ginseng, it's a 500-year-old ginseng, right?" Bai Jiashu finally decided, put down the medicine bowl and glanced at Zhu Tong in admiration; "With the qualifications of a master, there shouldn't be such a mistake. Mr. Matsui is weak and weak, so he must be extra careful not to make any mistakes when using ginseng supplements, and he must also use adjuvants. If Mr. changes the age of ginseng regardless of compatibility, it is equivalent to increasing the amount of medicine at will, and this bowl of medicine will become poison. You should know that there is a big difference between 100-year-old ginseng and 500-year-old ginseng. ”

"You go out, we will make our own medicine in the future." Zhu Tong waved his hand in disgust; Hui Heji may have done it on purpose, or maybe he really didn't understand that every flavor of medicine in Chinese medicine is not easy to change.

If it is the former, the reputation of Master Hui Heji is very suspicious. As for the reasons, there are no more than two: one is that due to the arrival of Zhu Tong and the other three, Hui Heji felt that he was despised; When Zhu Tong used the dragon and phoenix star, he saw the envy and greed that flashed in his eyes.

The second is pure speculation, in the morning, Matsui Masaka was scolded by Matsui-style, although Zhu Tong couldn't understand what the scolding was, Matsui Masaka bowed his head at the moment of viciousness, but was seen clearly by the little liar. Will he pretend to return Heji's hand and frame his father?

"I'm sorry, I'm worried about Mr. Matsui, but I didn't expect this treasure to cause you trouble." Although Master Hui Heji apologized, he still maintained his gentlemanly demeanor and image of a monk; There is confusion and regret in his eyes.

Kazuo Ikeda brought it back to Heji's shoulder, and he spun like a top and fell out the door. "Master, now is not the time to apologize, let Dr. Li be quiet for a while."

"Doctor Li, Doctor Bai, Doctor Zheng, I'm sorry to trouble you." Yukimi Iike closed the door and bowed and apologized; "Grandpa Shi, he ......"

"It's bad." Zhu Tong looked at Matsui worriedly; "I'm done, and if he doesn't wake up in two hours, maybe he'll have to keep it up in the future."

"That's right, then...... What to do? Yukimi Ichi couldn't hide her disappointment and looked at Matsui blankly.

The old man had almost only one breath left, and his faint breathing was faint and intermittent. The meaning of maintenance is to become a vegetative person, and that Matsui style means nothing to Yukimi Iike.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, we have a very important meeting, if Grandpa Shi can't attend...... Dr. Li, please think of a way to make Grandpa Shi wake up. Matsui Masaga invites Ryokura-chan and Kazetani-chan, and only Shiki's grandfather can convince them. ”

Matsui Masaga ran in, holding Matsui style and shaking, his mouth was whining and speaking Japanese, and his eyes were shining with anger, looking at Zhu Tong for a while, and skimming at Yukimi Iike for a while.

Zhu Tong couldn't understand what he said, of course, he could only pretend that he hadn't heard anything, and took out the phoenix star and stabbed it into the Matsui-style human acupoint, trying his best to maintain that faint vitality.

“…… You all go out, Grandpa Shi needs to be quiet. Yukimi Iike spoke, in front of him in Japanese, and it could be seen that these words made Matsui Masaka angry; The last two sentences are in Chinese, which are spoken specifically to Zhu Tong; "I wish I could be alone with Mr. Lee."

Sure enough, everyone went out, and only Zhu Tong and Matsui Shiki were left in the room, and Ichi Yukimi collapsed softly beside Zhu Tong.

"Dr. Li, you must have a way, don't you?"

Zhu Tong shook his head: "Mr. Matsui's body is like an ethereal oil lamp, and the medicine just now is like a fire, burning up the last drop of oil. ”

"Oil lamps? What Mr. means......" Because of her anxiety, Yukimi Ichi held Zhu Tong's hand tightly, tears shining in her eyes; "Mr. Li, the Jingchi family has always been sparsely populated, and my brother was killed in a plane crash last year...... If we can't save Grandpa Shi this time, our family may never be able to get back the property that belongs to the Ichi family. ”

Zhu Tong raised his wrist to look at the C watch, and the pointer was already pointing to 2:30; Shaking his head, he said he couldn't do anything.

Now, the black mist of the dragon and phoenix stars and the butterfly god has no effect on the Matsui style, and the only way is to try it with the word Zhumen. In that way, it would be necessary to consume Zhu Tong's own cultivation and a large amount of true qi. Moreover, if a doctor does not treat death, no matter how clever his medical skills are, he can only cure the disease; For a terminally ill and dying person, the word Zhumen may not have many effects.

"Miss Yukimi, things can't be that bad, right? I think you must have something else to do. Zhu Tong refused to accept anything easily, and with a day of understanding Jingchi Xuemei, he thought that this seemingly weak girl was not simple; Since she can hold old Matsui in her hands and speak for her willingly, Xiao Matsui's performance is just a greedy and reckless man, and he shouldn't be her opponent at all.

"Doctor Li Xiang, are you really just a doctor?" Yukimi Iike showed a surprised expression, the words of the person in front of her were beyond the concept of a doctor.

"I'm a doctor, should doctors be fools?" Zhu Tong smiled and twisted Feng Xinghao, and a warm black mist entered Matsui's body.

"Councilor Lian Cang asked me to marry his son, but I really didn't like that man. Mr. Lee, if Grandpa Shi is unable to attend the meeting, I will talk to the Lim Cang Councillor as soon as possible. Yukimi Iike glanced at the old and thin Matsui Shiki, with a disgusted expression, as if all men were hateful things.

"Really?" Zhu Tong didn't believe that she would do this, Ichi Xuemei seemed to be no more than twenty years old, and her acting skills were not ordinarily exciting.

"My ancestors did something cruel, one hundred and thirty years have passed, and the repayment has been paid, and I want to get back what belongs to me, what's wrong with that?" Ichi Yukimi angrily grabbed Zhu Tong's hand; "What if...... If...... I will exercise my last power and donate all the property of the Ichi family to bankrupt everyone. ”

"Miss Yukimi persuaded Matsui Shikiki, and Mr. Kazuo Ikeda on the condition of giving up this power, right?" Zhu Tong probably understood what happened, his heart was relaxed, and the expression on his face softened a lot.

Ichi Yukimi is sensitive, and when she felt the change in Zhu Tong, she realized that she was still holding a man's hand, and let go of her hand with a red face.

"I didn't have a choice, if Masaka Matsui became president, he would give the Iike family funeral to a bunch of politicians; He has been living comfortably for a long time, wanting to be famous, glorifying his ancestors, wanting to be a parliamentarian, a minister or even a prime minister. I can't let the Ichi family be ruined in his hands like this. Dr. Lee, can you help me? ”

"Last question, Miss Yukimi's Chinese is good, and Mr. Matsui's Chinese is also very good, can I know why?" It's not surprising that Kazuo Ikeda knows Chinese, and Yukimi Iike and Matsui Shiki are better Chinese than Ikeda, which makes the little liar puzzled; Even in Shanghai, China, there are countless people who learn English, French, and Japanese. It seems that whoever speaks without a few words in a foreign language is inferior.

Ichi Yukimi hesitated for a moment, bowed her head and said, "It's a secret, forgive me for not being able to say it." If this secret is ...... The consequences can be severe. Sir, it's not that I don't trust you, from the age of three, all family members learn Chinese, it's a tradition. I assure you that the Ichi family has no ill will towards China; The business of the family's predecessors was to import various goods from China to Japan, and then ship Japanese goods to China. ”

Zhu Tong groaned and nodded slightly: "Got it." "The Jingchi family originally started with this, and it is not surprising that the main members of the family can speak Chinese, and it is easy to understand this tradition.

"Mr. Li is willing to help me! Thank you, thank you. Ichi Yukimi bowed happily, she didn't know why, I believe that the young man in front of her will definitely be able to do what he says. So, how long does it take siir? I beg your pardon for the three-point meeting that is about to begin, and I can't afford to buy too much time. ”

"What do you say?" I wish Tong an easy decision to help Jingchi Xuemei pass this hurdle; Seeing that she is still performing makes the little liar a little uncomfortable.

It's not for the so-called morality or pity for the jade, it's for the sake of this pair of dragons and phoenixes, and he doesn't want to owe anyone a favor. Just to what extent? What do you get from it? But I'll have to talk about it carefully. To save the Matsui type, it is necessary to inject lamp oil into this oil lamp that is about to be extinguished, which consumes Zhu Tong's precious true qi and his own cultivation.

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