"You can't say that." A little girl in the crowd couldn't listen to it, and replied, "Don't you see that even the boss treats him so well?" Calling him Mr. Jiang proves that he is still a little capable, and maybe he can cure it. ”

"What? Does shouting Mr. Jiang necessarily mean that he is very good at medicine? Maybe it's because the boss is humble and polite. ”

In the face of these doubts, men became more and more unmarked.

Jiang Feng ignored the ridicule, "Let's go, go and have a look at your sister." ”

The man stood up hesitantly, disbelieving it from the bottom of his heart.

I hope that the boss can go with him.

The boss felt that he couldn't get off the table, and said with a cold face: "Mr. Jiang, I treat you politely for the sake of you changing my prescription, but you seem to be very disgraceful?"

A poor ghost, and bothering you to go on a trip in person, do you have any self-esteem as a miracle doctor? ”

These words are nothing less than a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the Divine Doctor Jiang in the mouth of the divine doctor?

This young man is also a miracle doctor?

Everyone's gaze changed and changed.

However, the boss's words, they believe that there will be no fake.

The man immediately raised his eyebrows, "Divine doctor, it turns out that you are also a divine doctor." Doctor Jiang, please come with me!

If you can cure my sister, my life will be yours.

In the future, as long as you give me an order, I will not give up. ”

Men beat the bag ticket indiscriminately.

The boss gritted his teeth.

A poor ghost is a poor ghost, how much is the life of a poor ghost worth?

The most unbearable thing for the boss is that Jiang Feng Juran used the opportunity to heal his friend on the poor ghost sister, which is unbearable!

With a heart of cherishing talents, the boss didn't want Jiang Feng to have too much dealings with the poor ghost from the bottom of his heart, for fear that he would delay his future future.

Jiang Feng walked to the door, "Let's go, why are you still stunned." ”

"Let's go." The man ran out.

"Mr. Jiang, wait." The boss called out to him.

"What's the matter?"

"I'll go to see the poor ghost's sister, and I hope Mr. Jiang won't delay my friend's treatment."

The boss's tone was blunt.

Jiang Feng frowned.

There is no medical cure for congenital heart failure.

Even if the boss is the former chief of Chinese medicine, there is nothing he can do.

Except for Jiang Feng, no one can cure it.

But now... Jiang Feng also considered it, treating that girl was equivalent to completely tearing her face with the boss and cutting off a financial route.

Within a few days, 500 million yuan will be collected to buy the Eight Immortal Fruits.

If you don't heal, the healer will be benevolent...

Jiang Feng pondered for a moment, "Okay, for the sake of you helping me chase away the flies outside just now." to give you this opportunity.

But you must know about his sister's illness. The general treatment is..."

The boss interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"The best option is to send his sister back to the hospital and continue conservative treatment."

The boss still didn't plan to treat the girl.

There was nothing to hope of being cured, and he wouldn't break the rule of not going out of the mountain again, and he promised to come down just to pretend.

The surrounding crowd looked confused.

The two miracle doctors of the man, in comparison, must give preference to the older one.

And the older one is the former chief, so there is no need to say much about his ability.

"So, will you come with me to take a look?" The man ran to the boss's side, full of hope.

"Well, but I said ugly things in the front, acute heart failure, almost no cure, but don't worry, I can't be cured, I'll be sent to the hospital, and I can provide your sister's medical expenses for half a year." The boss said in a deep voice.

The man's heart sank suddenly, and he knew this disease, it was nothing more than trying his luck.

The man promised that no matter whether it was cured or not, at least half a year's medical expenses would be waived, which would also give him a lot of relief.

"Then Mr. Jiang, I'll leave first, and I'll contact you when the matter of this poor ghost is dealt with."

Jiang Feng nodded and turned his head to leave.

He originally planned to go to Qin Dahai and contact Si Zhenghu, passing by a roadside stall, and glanced at it by the way.

All kinds of antiques, almost all fakes.

But there was one thing that stopped him.

It's a stove as small as a pressure cooker.

The entire furnace is covered with traces of vicissitudes, and the top is engraved with complex totems.

Jiang Feng quickly walked over, picked up the tripod and carefully examined the side.

Sure enough, it's a good thing.

After scraping together enough money to buy the Eight Immortal Fruits, you can try to practice the Dan, and this treasure is just missing.

"Good eyesight, this is the best thing I have here, look, it has been handed down from ancient times, it is my family heirloom.

If it weren't for the despair, I would really be reluctant to buy the treasure handed down from the Immortal Ancestor. ”

Jiang Feng ignored his nonsense, and injected spiritual energy into the small stove roof as he looked at it.

After a moment, his eyes lit up.

Sure enough, I was not wrong just now, there was spiritual power in it that echoed the breath that entered, which meant that this Ding had refined a lot of top-grade pills.

"How much?" Jiang Feng pretended to be disgusted and put Ding back on the ground.

If you show a strong desire to buy, the other party will definitely open your mouth.

"Ancient baby, wow, give you an auspicious price, how about 6.6 million?"

Six million six hundred thousand, this price is indeed the price of cabbage.

But... Jiang Feng didn't have that much money in his hands at all.

"Boss, look at the condition of your thing, six million six hundred thousand?

The lion opened his mouth, I guess it's been in stock for a long time. ”

"Hey, little brother, you can't say that." The boss coughed dryly.

"I'm selling antiques in the first place, how can I have such a thing as stock?"

Jiang Feng sneered, "But your Ding man-made traces are obvious, you see, the totems on this top, do you see it, they are all mass-produced by machines." ”

Jiang Feng pointed to him in a serious manner.

The boss just knows a little about antiques, and he sells goods by mouth.

When he saw Jiang Feng's appearance, he thought he was an expert, and his momentum softened slightly.

"Little brother, let's do it, you and I are destined.

This tripod is indeed an old heirloom, give you a five-fold discount, three million and three hundred thousand. ”

The boss still has a fluke mentality, and blows up Jiang Feng to see if he really understands or pretends to understand.

Jiang Feng was about to leave.

"Eh, you're back, you're back, boy, you're back." The boss was in a hurry, pulled him by the sleeve, and pulled him back.

"Damn, you're really a knowledgeable person, 30,000, it can't be lower.

I paid 5,000 for this thing, so I've got to earn some. ”

Jiang Feng nodded indifferently, and his heart blossomed.

suppressed his excitement, looked like he had lost, and took out his card.

"Okay, it's not easy for everyone."

After paying the money, Jiang Feng was about to leave with the ding, but the boss stopped him again.

"Do you think there's anything else you need? The cost price is given to you, and I have everything from any era here. ”

Jiang Feng shook his head, "No, you can keep those for yourself." ”