"Can I take a look?"

"Look."

After getting permission, Zhang Jianjun carefully looked at these medicines, and then looked at the efficacy, and finally he found the source of this strong medicinal smell.

"Mr. Ye, do you take this medicine every day, and has your body improved?"

Zhang Jianjun opened it and smelled it, the smell was so pungent that he almost spit it out, and he could see with the naked eye that it was made of traditional Chinese medicine, but there were many ingredients, and it had already exceeded the standard.

"Except for the pungent taste, I don't feel uncomfortable, I'm all sick, if I don't take this medicine, I will be very uncomfortable, I have been taking it for several years."

Mr. Ye answered truthfully, and the next second Zhang Jianjun threw the medicine into the trash.

"This medicine is useless, it will only harm your body."

His movements were so fast that Mr. Ye didn't even react.

Lao Yang was frightened, and hurriedly walked over, he couldn't wait to pick up the medicine in the trash can directly.

"Zhang Jianjun, what are you doing! Do you know how precious this medicine is, every time you buy it, you have to book it in advance, you threw away this box, what do you let Mr. Ye eat? ”

Lao Yang was almost half angry to death, he brought Zhang Jianjun here today to invite merit and see if his identity could go up a little more.

It's good now, Zhang Jianjun alone has made such a big moth.

"I dare to say that the medicine that I don't even know the ingredients is precious, and it will kill people after a long time, who prescribed this medicine to you, Mr. Ye?"

Mr. Ye was very calm, from the time he first came in, Zhang Jianjun asked about drugs, but he didn't ask anything else.

Could it be that he is really proficient in medicine?

"A doctor, my illness was very serious before, I took this medicine to get better, and now you tell me that this medicine is useless, I don't believe it, is there any evidence?"

What Mr. Ye said was very reasonable, and he did not immediately refute Zhang Jianjun, or make impulsive accusations like Lao Yang.

"Of course, but I hope to go back to Mr. Ye's house, can I meet the doctor you said?"

Zhang Jianjun has said everything about this, and Mr. Ye will naturally not refuse.

He also wants to see the truth, which is about his own life.

Mr. Ye couldn't believe that the medicine he had taken for so many years could be poison.

"And do you still eat this meal?"

Lao Yang asked with some confidence.

He organized the meal.

"Don't eat it, I want to go back to Mr. Ye's house to have a look first, Lao Yang, do you want to go over together?"

"I suddenly remembered that I had something on hand, so I didn't go yet."

Lao Yang can't wait to get a hole in the ground now, how can he still go to death?

This time, Zhang Jianjun drove over, and Mr. Ye naturally couldn't sit in the car when he was old, so he sat on the co-pilot and squinted his eyes slightly.

The two didn't say a word of conversation until they got out of the car.

Zhang Jianjun hurriedly got out of the car to open the door for him, and gently helped him into the door.

The place where Mr. Ye lives is not very big, and the decoration inside is retro style, although there are not many things, antiques account for more than half.

"Mr. Ye, did you collect all of this?"

"Yes, I don't have any hobbies, I just like to study these antiques, and most of the ones on the market have been bought by me, and I don't have any pursuits."

Mr. Ye spoke slowly.

Zhang Jianjun noticed that he still had a lot of porcelain and valuable vases in his home, and even famous paintings hanging on the wall.

It can be seen that Mr. Ye's strength is extraordinary.