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Lu Yao hummed a little tune and rode the motorcycle vigorously, but this time she did not drive very fast this time.
"I made it, the girl is exactly what I think." Yang Qingshan hugged Lu Yao from behind, put his arms around Lu Yao's slender waist, and lay on Lu Yao's back suddenly with a little dizziness.
"You're still as bad as you are, but I can't take away the wine, so give it to you, or my dad will say that I'm taking people's things indiscriminately."
"That's so embarrassing, thank you."
"Thank you, but this red wine is not good at all."
"Hehe, isn't that a waste of money for that wasteful Li? This is just fun. I don't know if that store will give you credit or not."
Lu Yao smiled angrily and said, "That's a store run by a big star, and the backstage is very tough. You think it's a food stall or a seafood store on the beach, and it's still on credit."
? Yang Qingshan lay on Lu Yao's back and laughed. Lu Yao got excited and accidentally stepped on the accelerator, and then Yang Qingshan's screams rang out on the road.
Back at the beach, Lu Yao went to work, while Yang Qingshan went to Lao Wang Seafood Restaurant with the wine, and kept the red wine in his place, and then went back to the small building on the second floor, took a rest and started alchemy.
This is a big business of 10,000 yuan per grain, and the delivery will be made tomorrow, so there must be no delay.
Yang Qingshan practiced alchemy until midnight, looking at the seven golden Shenqi pills in the alchemy furnace with satisfaction, the record was broken again.
After a simple calculation, even if one pill furnace successfully refines five pills, and two furnaces a day, it only takes ten days to refine a hundred pills, eat two pills a day, and sell them to Mr. Hua One pill, it is estimated that I can go to the hospital to see the old man in about half a month.
"Let's rest." After taking a Shenqi pill to replenish the consumed Qi, Yang Qingshan fell into a drowsy sleep.
Early the next morning, a young man was waiting for Yang Qingshan in front of the small building. Yang Qingshan stood on the edge of the roof and looked at the young man speechlessly. Come get the goods.
"Here." Yang Qingshan tidied up and threw a paper bag to the clerk.
"That's it?" the clerk asked suspiciously.
"Yes, this is it, don't throw it away." Yang Qingshan smiled, turned around and saw the huge pot given by Lao Wangtou, and threw a cigarette to the clerk: "By the way, there is another prescription here, grab one and bring it .¡±
"It's the medicinal soup from last time. Okay." The clerk said, turned and left.
Yang Qingshan didn't want to waste the huge pot, so when he swallowed the Shenqi Pill to nourish Qi and restore Qi, he made a medicinal soup by the way. As a result, Yang Qingshan's Qi was improving rapidly, and the combination of the medicinal soup and Shenqi Pill made the Qi in his body increase rapidly. There is more and more Qi in the meridians. But gradually, Yang Qingshan felt that he could not control his anger more and more, like a wild horse about to break free from the rein.
"Fortunately, I can go see the old man tomorrow after refining two furnaces of Shenqi pills."
Yang Qingshan was a little worried. Through alchemy, he paid more and more attention to qi, and he didn't want any problems with qi, but the next morning, besides the Hua Tuo hall clerk who came to get the medicine, there was also an unexpected visitor.
Surfboards today are small vests, miniskirts, and any man who sees the devil's figure should pay more attention to it.
The clerk walked away from the beach step by step, while Yang Qingshan looked at the surfboard with a bitter face.
"It's really not a big deal for the old man. Don't you need it?"
"But as a junior, it's also appropriate to visit together, and after my father passed away, the old man is my only relative in Nanyang City."
"Dear one? Are you exaggerating like that, aren't you an old friend?" Yang Qingshan frowned and said.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm the granddaughter of the old man." Surfboard said while drinking tea, his expression and eyes didn't seem to be lying.
"Then I have been here for four years, why have I never seen you."
The surfboard gave Yang Qingshan an angry look and said: "I only came back to Nanyang City two years ago, and I came to see the old man the next day. At that time, a hunk was saving people on the beach. You said that man could Did you see me coming?"
"It shouldn't be visible, but saving people is a big deal." Yang Qingshan said with a guilty conscience, it turned out that he was really saving people at that time.
"It's a pity." The surfboard looked at Yang Qingshan and smiled triumphantly.
"What's the pity? All the beauties who are chasing brother have lined up across the sea."
"Hmph, let's go and see the old man."
Surfboard didn't want to talk nonsense with Yang Qingshan, suddenly a very fierce pair of?He stared at Yang Qingshan, but Yang Qingshan smiled slightly, he could see this kind of staring from Lu Yao almost every now and then, and it was not lethal at all.
"No oil or salt, don't worry, no matter what happens to the old man, I will stand by your side." The surfboard said seriously.
Yang Qingshan ignored the surfboard, not because he didn't believe in surfboards, but because he really didn't want the old man to be disturbed.
There was silence on the rooftop for a while, Yang Qingshan's cell phone rang suddenly, Yang Qingshan glanced at it casually, it was the hospital where the old man was, and suddenly became nervous, because the hospital had never called since the old man was hospitalized.
"Hello?"
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Yang Qingshan?"
"yes."
"Please come to the hospital, patient"
Yang Qingshan's face was pale, and he hurried downstairs, while the surfboard also caught up.
"Let's go together. I have a car and it will be faster."
"good."
Yang Qingshan didn't care too much, got on the surfboard sports car, and soon arrived at the hospital, rushed to the front desk and asked which operating room the old man was in, just happened to meet the head nurse who was in menopause, Yang Qingshan just wanted to hide, but was beaten by the nurse long catch.
"The old man is in the ward."
"Thank you."
Yang Qingshan and the surfboard came to the ward and saw that there was already a person inside, so he walked in suspiciously, and at first glance, it was Mr. Hua from Huatuotang.
"Little brother Yang, you are here." Old Mr. Hua smiled, afraid that Yang Qingshan would misunderstand and said: "I have known the old man for twenty years."
"It's you, the old man"
"I'm in a coma, but the doctor can't tell the reason, so I dare not go to the emergency room." Mr. Hua said with a wry smile.
Yang Qingshan walked to the hospital bed, stared blankly at the old man with his eyes closed, put his hand on the old man's wrist, felt a weak pulse, and heaved a sigh of relief.
Although Yang Qingshan has never studied medicine with the old man, but it has been four years, and the old man will take his pulse every few days, and Yang Qingshan has also learned to feel the pulse.
"How is it? I also checked the pulse, but I can't see any problem. I'm in a weird coma." Mr. Hua said in a low voice.
The surfboard was in front of the hospital bed, his eyes rolled around, and he asked curiously, "What's going on?"
"It should be fine." Yang Qingshan said.
"This is" Mr. Hua looked at the surfboard suspiciously.
"A girl gangster, don't pay attention to her." Yang Qingshan said unhappily.
The surfboard curled his lips and said nothing, sitting on the side and staring at the old man in a daze.
The old man's attending doctor came in, held a slip and said to Yang Qingshan, "Sign it."
Yang Qingshan glanced at it, it was a critical illness letter, knowing that the old man had no relatives, so he signed it without hesitation.
"Although the reason for the patient's coma can't be found, the physical condition is declining a little bit. We have tried our best. We only called you here to inform you to go back and prepare for the funeral."
"Understood, thank you doctor." Yang Qingshan said sadly, stayed in the ward with everyone for a while, and left the ward.
The head nurse appeared quietly, walked behind Yang Qingshan and tugged twice, Yang Qingshan was taken aback, saw that the head nurse had something to say, and went with the head nurse to a place where no one was around.
"This is what the old man asked me to give you before he fell into a coma." The head nurse gave Yang Qingshan a small notebook.
"Why did you leave it to me? Do you know the old man?"
"My mother's illness was cured by the old man ten years ago, and the old man didn't let me tell you." The head nurse smiled, and her ashen face became rare tender.
Yang Qingshan opened the small book curiously, closed it after only one glance, and put it in his pocket pretending nothing happened.
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