Chapter 170: Ready
Xianhong Medical Center.
These four words made Yang Fan feel a sense of intimacy in his heart, and it felt as if he was destined.
The name of the medical hall corresponded to the anti-heaven exercises he cultivated, as if it was confirming something.
"Brother Yang, you are finally here, and I haven't seen you go out for the past few days. Yu Wenxin was planning some details in the medical hall, and when he saw Yang Fan coming in, he said with a little complaint.
"Hehe, I have been in retreat for alchemy recently, and I have spent some time. ”
Yang Fan's joy was overflowing.
"Brother Yang, what's so pleased?" Yu Wenxin pursed his lips and smiled lightly.
"Yes, I like the layout and details of this medical hall. ”
Yang Fan looked around at the layout of the medical hall and felt very satisfied.
"According to Brother Yang's requirements, the first floor of the medical hall is for ordinary people to heal their wounds and diseases, the second floor is for the upper echelons of Kyoto, the third floor is for cultivators, and the fourth floor is where Brother Yang personally sits. The fifth floor is not open, it is Brother Yang's private space. ”
Yuwen Xin saw that Yang Fan was very satisfied, and there was a hint of joy on his pretty face, and he was happy from the bottom of his heart.
"There's Lao Xin'er. ”
Yang Fan looked at Yu Wenxin approvingly, and then asked, "Have you made any progress in the past few days?" ”
"My body is not as weak as before, but I often have that strange 'dream'......" Yu Wenxin sighed in a low voice, and there was a hint of strangeness in his soft and transparent eyes: "Every night, Xin'er will feel a mysterious power in her body, as if she has a sense with the stars in the night sky, maybe it's my illusion." ”
"No, it's not your delusion, there must be a cause and an effect," Yang Fan denied: "You often have this dream, and you have that mysterious feeling, which means that the power of the bloodline in your body is further awakening, which is a good thing." ”
"Thank you Brother Yang for your advice. ”
"Can you take the elixir I refined for you?" Yang Fan asked again.
"I've taken some, and I feel that my spirit is not as weak as before, a few days ago, I compared my strength with the maid Xiaohong,...... Yu Wenxin said with a look of surprise: "She is the maid with the greatest strength in 'Xinningju', she can eat three or four bowls per meal, and Xin'er actually won!"
"The Immortal Cultivation Realm is really mysterious, and a few elixirs can make people change so much. Yu Wenxin's eyes were a little more amazed and yearning.
The world of cultivating immortals is a group that she can't understand, but is very curious, it is said that they can call for wind and rain, can travel thousands of miles in an instant, can cover the sky, fly to the sky, travel too empty, and can do anything.
Of course, this is just the immortal cultivation realm in the eyes of a mortal.
Yang Fan saw Yu Wenxin's expression in his eyes, and naturally understood her psychological process, and smiled faintly: "It's just a few elixirs, your current physique is only at the level of ordinary, it will take at least a while to achieve the effect I expected." ”
With that, Yang Fan took out a translucent vial from the storage bag, which contained only a crystal elixir, which shimmered with a diamond-like luster, exuding a deadly temptation.
"It's ......"
Yu Wenxin just looked at this pill and realized its good value.
Yang Fan smiled mysteriously and spit out a few words: "Wash the marrow pill." ”
Wash the myelin pill!
Yu Wenxin's expression changed, and he glanced at Yang Fan with a complicated expression.
She read a lot of books and ancient books, and knew that there was an extremely rare elixir in the world, called the Cleansing Pill, which could greatly increase people's physique, and was the holy pill that secular warriors dreamed of.
However, this elixir is extremely rare and rare, and it is rare to see in the secular world.
"Brother Yang, this is too precious......" Yu Wenxin didn't dare to answer.
Yang Fan smiled casually: "A myelin-washing pill, why worry about it? This is a small gift that I give you as a guide." Besides, in these days, you have also contributed a lot to the planning of the medical center. ”
Washing the marrow pill, Yang Fan has already refined more than a dozen pills.
"Thank you, Brother Yang, for such kindness, Xin'er can't repay it. Yu Wenxin bowed slightly and took the vial.
Yang Fan instructed: "This elixir, you must not take it alone, you can take it under the protection of your father or me, after taking the elixir for three days, your body will undergo a transformation, far beyond the secular mortals and ordinary martial artists." ”
Xin'er understood. Yu Wenxin put away the elixir.
At this moment, a steward of the palace came over: "Report to the second county lord, Pharmacist Yang, the preparations for the medical hall have been completed, and now there is only one plaque missing." ”
"Plaque?" Yu Wenxin cast an inquiring glance at Yang Fan.
"You send someone to buy a good plaque, I have already thought of the name of the medical hall, and I will ask a master to inscribe it. Yang Fan said lightly.
Yu Wenxin asked curiously, "I don't know what the name of the medical hall is?"
Yang Fan took a deep breath and said in a peculiar tone: "Xianhong Medical Hall." ”
Xianhong Medical Center.
Yu Wenxin read these four words lightly, and had a strange feeling, but he couldn't say it.
Xianhong. Why did Yang Fan choose this name? Yu Wenxin was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask for a while.
"If there are any difficulties, you can raise them together, and my hospital should be opened as soon as possible. ”
Yang Fan asked the steward of the palace.
"If you go back to Pharmacist Yang, the plaque has already been bought, just waiting for the inscription, because the name of the medical hall is to be determined, so I don't dare to make a claim. The steward muttered, "In addition, the medical hall has been built, but I heard from the chief steward, there is one more thing that is difficult to do......
"Is it a problem on the hands of people?" Yang Fan asked with a smile.
"That's right, ordinary doctors are very easy to invite, but if you want to invite an immortal master over, it's a little troublesome. The steward replied.
"I'll think of other ways to do this, and I'll plan it tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow the medical hall will open immediately!"
Yang Fan said unusually decisively.
"Yes, pharmacist, excluding those two factors, it only takes half a day, and everything will be ready. The steward replied.
......
Instead of staying in the medical hall and leaving all the tedious things to the steward, Yang Fan returned to King Yan's Mansion and went straight to Cheng Laoxian's residence.
"Cheng Lao, can I do what I entrusted you?"
Yang Fan groaned.
Cheng Laoxian said with a smile: "It's done, you can go to 'Cuiweiju' with me tonight, as for being dissatisfied, it depends on what you mean." ”
"Okay, that's it, my hospital will open the day after tomorrow, and this matter can't be delayed. Yang Fan said with a solemn face.
That night, Cheng Laoxian accompanied Yang Fan to leave Yanwang's Mansion and came to the "Cuiweiju" where he went last time, accompanied by Hu Fei, a personal bodyguard.
Cuiweiju is a place for monks to communicate and trade, and it was here last time that Yang Fan sold the Ziqing brush to Cheng Laoxian at a low price of one hundred spirit stones, so as to gain the favor of the grandfather and grandson.
"Come in here. Cheng Laoxian took Yang Fan into a separate room.
The style of the wing room is elegant and fresh, Yang Fan has just sat down, Cheng Laoxian clapped his hands gently, and the door on the other side of the wing room opened.
More than a dozen immortal cultivators walked out of the side door, and there were two of them:
The first type is boys and girls between the ages of 14 and 16.
The second type is the generally older immortal cultivators, who are all pharmacists.
"Hehe, Pharmacist Yang can just screen. Cheng Laoxian said with a smile.
Yang Fan nodded and began to look at these people.
(To be continued)