When everyone saw an imposing young man throw Qin Lao down, not only did they not feel disgusted, but they shouted in their hearts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The organizer of the medical research society, the person in charge this time, Fang Wenhua, was stunned at first, and then couldn't help grinning.

He respects those who are skilled in medicine.

But he disdains this kind of guy who relies on the old and sells the old, and has no medical ethics.

"Go, send Qin Lao's prize over. Fang Wenhua commanded lightly, his meaning was very simple.

Since you won the first place, you should receive the prize.

What happens after receiving the prize?

Naturally, what should you do, you are no longer welcome here.

Qin Lao's face suddenly turned into the color of pig liver, with his medical skills, he was respected wherever he went.

I didn't expect to be deflated in the city in the woods.

However, Qin Lao didn't dare to say anything, he was very confident in his medical skills, but in terms of combat, he was a scum with only five.

Qin Lao wanted to let go of a cruel word, and then walked away in a dashing manner.

However, when he saw the prize in front of him, he suddenly lost that thought.

Qin Lao gritted his teeth, after all, he took over the centuries-old treasures with resentment, and then got up and limped away.

The city in the woods, he can't stay any longer!

However, sooner or later, this time it will be returned!

With Qin Lao's departure, the atmosphere of disharmony was swept away.

The rest of the doctors looked at Tingxue's diagnosis and were a little curious.

Those who can come here to participate in the medical research meeting naturally have two brushes.

Although they did not diagnose the old woman's condition personally, they knew that it was difficult to treat just by looking at the pale face and the crumbling body.

And the man who was second on the scoreboard said he couldn't be cured.

This also aroused the curiosity in everyone's hearts, wondering what this beautiful girl could not take her eyes off what to do.

"Illness is not a serious illness, what the old woman needs to do most at the moment is to recuperate her body. Listening to Xue's words, he completely woke up the dreamer.

The man in this dream is naturally the man who diagnosed the old woman before.

Normal people's thinking is to take medicine and rest after getting sick.

However, listening to Xue's meaning, it is obvious that she is not going to prescribe medicine, but to let the old woman recuperate her body?!

With the current old woman's broken body, not to mention the use of heavy medicine, even the most basic medicine for wind and cold will lead to a chain reaction.

"Is it just to recuperate the body?" the little girl didn't know how to use medicine, and when she heard Xue say this, she thought that the other party had no way to cure the disease, but was just comforting herself.

"The body is the foundation, just make up that kid and you know, the physique is strong and basically doesn't get sick. Tingxue stretched out a snow-white finger and pointed at Zhao Feihu, who was standing not far away.

The grandparents and grandchildren still didn't believe it, and if they were sick, they had to be cured and take medicine.

I have never heard that recuperating the body can cure diseases.

At this moment, the man who had diagnosed the two men walked up.

"I think this girl is right, old woman, your condition is serious and you need heavy medicine, but your body is too poor to withstand the reaction of medicine in your body. ”

"So, recuperating your body is the best solution at the moment. ”

First, use a small amount of medicine to suppress cold and slowly recuperate the body.

Not to mention that the body is as strong as an ox, it is enough to return to the healthy state of a normal person.

After that, you can use whatever medicine you want, and the medicine will not be easy to get rid of?

"It's just that this recuperation doesn't happen overnight. Listening to Xue said, he handed over a blank piece of paper in his hand, which was the recuperation plan he had just written while the man was talking to his grandfather and grandson.

Listening to Xue's meaning, it was clear that she couldn't stay here for long.

So there is only one plan left, and the rest is only up to the grandparents themselves.

However...

When the little girl took the paper from Tingxue's hand, her little face suddenly changed color, although she had never seen many things.

But knowing that these things are extraordinary, where did the two get the money...

"I've reduced a lot of rare treasures, which are essential. ”

Tingxue saw the embarrassment in the eyes of the two, but there was no way to do it.

It costs money to treat diseases, and it costs a lot of money to maintain one's health.

For a while, several people looked embarrassed.

"Maybe I can help. Suddenly, a powerful voice interrupted the silence.

"Patriarch Fang. The male doctor obviously knew Fang Wenhua, and he said lightly, which can be regarded as introducing the principal to Tingxue.

One of the big clans of the city in the forest, the head of the Fang family - Fang Culture.

In the puzzled gazes of several people, Fang Wenhua continued.

"I can pay for the recuperation. ”

"But..."

"Nature is not given for nothing. ”

The grandfather and grandson glanced at each other, and hesitation flashed in their eyes, and the two of them had nothing to look at.

I don't know what this Fang patriarch wants.

For a while, the atmosphere became solidified, and everyone's eyes fell on Fang Wenhua.

"You can choose to work in the Fang family's shop, take care of food and housing, and the salary will be used to cover the cost of recuperation. ”

In this way, not only the old woman's health is expected to improve, but the placement of the grandparents and grandchildren has also been completely solved.

A discerning person knows at a glance that these two people are sleeping in the open and have nothing to look at.

was able to enter the Fang family to work, although the wages were used to pay off the debts, but there was a sheltered house without food and clothing.

I have to say that Fang Culture will indeed buy people's hearts.

And got a good name.

In the future, the Fang family's business in the city of the forest will more than double as good.

What's more, the deal itself is not a loss.

Although the old woman does not have much labor, she can help to check the door or do some simple tasks when she is well.

And the little girl is still young, and the time to work in the future will not be short.

As a businessman, be savvy enough!

As the head of a clan, he knows how to control it.

"Are you willing?" At the end, Fang Wenhua looked at the stunned grandfather and grandson and asked.

"Yes, yes!" The little girl who woke up nodded again and again, as long as she could cure her grandmother, she was willing to do anything.

It's just working in a rich family's shop, compared to... It's so much better.

Fang Wenhua nodded, made a gesture, and immediately an entourage came over to lead the two of them away.

Seeing this, everyone smiled with satisfaction.

Next, the award of the medical research group will be awarded.

According to the ranking of the scores on the scoreboard, there is no reward for listening to the snow.

However, Fang Wenhua had made it clear before, he said that as long as someone cured the old woman's illness, he would promise a precious medicinal herb.

As long as the Fang family has it, he will not be stingy.

Moreover, these people are all human spirits, and what should be chosen and what should not be chosen is naturally measured.

Everyone's eyes were once again focused on Tingxue's body, a little puzzled as to what she wanted.

More or less people who come to participate in the medical research society want to get those treasures that are more than 100 years old.

Tingxue pursed her lips, but she was not polite, she was here for that medicinal herb.

"Heart tears, I want that heart tears. ”

The bleeding flowers are lifelike, as poignant as the heart is shedding tears.

Everyone looked in the direction where the girl's arm was pointing, and it was a blood-colored little flower at that moment.

Two hundred years of tears.