Chapter 1120
I rush to surge the internal strength to stop the spread of this excitement. If I slow down a little, I may paralyze my whole body.
Fortunately, I have a strong ability and have not been affected. If I guess correctly, it should be some kind of contraband. Although only a small amount of it has been added, it still can't escape my capture.
MMP, even if the pills are not qualified, they still add this kind of thing. Do you want Peng Lao to "euthanasia"?
In nine out of ten, it was Huang Yaoshi who got it. It has nothing to do with the alchemist boy. I really don't understand. What does Huang Yaoshi want?
According to the truth, Peng Lao and he should have no hatred and no resentment. Why do they harm the old man so much? As an alchemist, he should be very clear about the consequences of taking this pill, right?
At that time, although Peng Lao can alleviate the suffering of the disease, he will have dependence. As time goes on, even if he looks healthy, he will also want to cover up. Frankly speaking, if he wants to continue his life, it depends on Huang Yaoshi's face.
Paralysis, originally Peng family business field on 30% of the shares, it has been very exaggerated, so do, I am afraid to burn the bottom!
Now, there are only two possibilities. One is that Huang Yaoshi is ambitious, the other is that someone drives him secretly. By contrast, the latter is more likely. Huang Yaoshi's identity is not low, but the risk of this approach is really too great. Once the clue is found, he will die without a burial place. He was already a first-class pharmacist in Zhenwu Pavilion The capital is also the number one person with a head and a face. Why take the risk when you have a good life?
I've heard that curator Du said before that the water in the capital city is very deep, so don't Wade easily, or your head will probably be submerged. I don't think so. I just felt the water depth for the first time when I was playing against Zhou Ziang in the martial arts competition. The exclusion attitude of other martial arts schools towards the internal force forces almost drove Chen Zongshi to nowhere.
If I had not returned to light and fought back, I would not have known what would have happened.
Of course, because of my extremely eye-catching performance, I have changed the embarrassing situation of the internal force fighters, but their faces are full of luster, but it also gives a large number of Internal Force fighters a sense of urgency, which is actually a great good thing for the long-term development of martial arts.
After all, the idea of martial arts is to seek common ground while reserving differences. In the past thousands of years, many things have been developing in a good direction, but there are also some bad things. The most common one is the people's mind.
No matter what era, all can't escape a profit word, but in the current situation of bright lights, rich temptations, many people are fed up with hard days, once they get the upper hand, they will become profit driven and lose themselves.
I have some hesitation. Do you want to tell Peng Lao about this matter? But think carefully. If he knows it, he will be scared. Moreover, this contradiction will extend to Zhenwu Pavilion.
Come on, keep it secret for the time being. Anyway, Peng Lao doesn't take this pill. I have a number in mind. I didn't lose the rest of the powder, but I poured it into my pocket quietly. When I go back to get something sealed, I can take it out to prove when necessary!
"How about, little doctor, can't you take this pill?" Seeing that I tasted it, Mr. Peng couldn't help asking.
"Well, it's not suitable for you very much, Peng Lao. Don't worry, I will cure your illness." I said it with all seriousness and commitment.
It's not easy to see him as an old man. In fact, at their age, I can open my mouth. Anyway, as soon as my eyes are closed and my legs are kicked off, I actually want to live for a few more years. After all, it's a good era, with the rapid development of science and technology, and the future of mankind, full of infinite possibilities and creativity,
as a young man, I can also feel his heart Love, since met me, how to say is also a kind of fate, and Peng Lao's illness, treatment, in fact, with the Shangguan grandfather is not the same as Bo Zhong, if I can completely cure, it means also help Shangguan grandfather, it is to practice in advance.
Medicine is a broad and profound academic, which is not to say that I can solve Wu Lei's urgent need and cure all diseases. Moreover, the specific effect of the inheritance of the king of medicine depends on my personal understanding.
"Aha, well done, little doctor, I really thank you." My words, let Peng Lao excited, body slightly tremble, after seeing my profound knowledge, his whole person is happy and sincere.
"Xiaozhuang, please help me to have a look." At this time, old Li on the side was also eager to try.
"Yes, Mr. Li. What can I do for you?" I readily agreed.
"Ah, Xiaozhuang, to tell you the truth, a few years ago, I had the problem of migraine. Every time I blew a little wind, my head hurt badly. But a while ago, I began to take the pill provided by Huang Yaoshi. This situation has improved obviously. Even if I blow the wind, my head will not hurt. But I always think that the pill has been maintained, and it will not cure the symptoms." Li Lao sighed and then said.
"Oh, what about the pills he gave you, can you show me?" I suddenly had an association with the color of my face.
"Yes, of course." As soon as Mr. Li turned around to get the pills, his son was not happy."Dad, there must be no problem with your pill. It's all effective. What are you worried about? Didn't Huang Yaoshi say it? Take it for three months in a row to ensure that the medicine will be cured. After all, the old problems of many years can't be solved overnight." The middle-aged man reproved slightly.
Hearing this, Mr. Li was embarrassed. "OK, Xiaozhuang, you know how to use medicine. Diagnose first."
I can see that Mr. Li seems to be more afraid of his son. This kind of blame has put him off.
Of course, it may also be that middle-aged men don't believe me very much. Even if I pointed out Huang Yaoshi's mistakes, he still firmly believed in the authority of first-class pharmacists.
PS: OK, it's not updated today. Good night
Fortunately, I have a strong ability and have not been affected. If I guess correctly, it should be some kind of contraband. Although only a small amount of it has been added, it still can't escape my capture.
MMP, even if the pills are not qualified, they still add this kind of thing. Do you want Peng Lao to "euthanasia"?
In nine out of ten, it was Huang Yaoshi who got it. It has nothing to do with the alchemist boy. I really don't understand. What does Huang Yaoshi want?
According to the truth, Peng Lao and he should have no hatred and no resentment. Why do they harm the old man so much? As an alchemist, he should be very clear about the consequences of taking this pill, right?
At that time, although Peng Lao can alleviate the suffering of the disease, he will have dependence. As time goes on, even if he looks healthy, he will also want to cover up. Frankly speaking, if he wants to continue his life, it depends on Huang Yaoshi's face.
Paralysis, originally Peng family business field on 30% of the shares, it has been very exaggerated, so do, I am afraid to burn the bottom!
Now, there are only two possibilities. One is that Huang Yaoshi is ambitious, the other is that someone drives him secretly. By contrast, the latter is more likely. Huang Yaoshi's identity is not low, but the risk of this approach is really too great. Once the clue is found, he will die without a burial place. He was already a first-class pharmacist in Zhenwu Pavilion The capital is also the number one person with a head and a face. Why take the risk when you have a good life?
I've heard that curator Du said before that the water in the capital city is very deep, so don't Wade easily, or your head will probably be submerged. I don't think so. I just felt the water depth for the first time when I was playing against Zhou Ziang in the martial arts competition. The exclusion attitude of other martial arts schools towards the internal force forces almost drove Chen Zongshi to nowhere.
If I had not returned to light and fought back, I would not have known what would have happened.
Of course, because of my extremely eye-catching performance, I have changed the embarrassing situation of the internal force fighters, but their faces are full of luster, but it also gives a large number of Internal Force fighters a sense of urgency, which is actually a great good thing for the long-term development of martial arts.
After all, the idea of martial arts is to seek common ground while reserving differences. In the past thousands of years, many things have been developing in a good direction, but there are also some bad things. The most common one is the people's mind.
No matter what era, all can't escape a profit word, but in the current situation of bright lights, rich temptations, many people are fed up with hard days, once they get the upper hand, they will become profit driven and lose themselves.
I have some hesitation. Do you want to tell Peng Lao about this matter? But think carefully. If he knows it, he will be scared. Moreover, this contradiction will extend to Zhenwu Pavilion.
Come on, keep it secret for the time being. Anyway, Peng Lao doesn't take this pill. I have a number in mind. I didn't lose the rest of the powder, but I poured it into my pocket quietly. When I go back to get something sealed, I can take it out to prove when necessary!
"How about, little doctor, can't you take this pill?" Seeing that I tasted it, Mr. Peng couldn't help asking.
"Well, it's not suitable for you very much, Peng Lao. Don't worry, I will cure your illness." I said it with all seriousness and commitment.
It's not easy to see him as an old man. In fact, at their age, I can open my mouth. Anyway, as soon as my eyes are closed and my legs are kicked off, I actually want to live for a few more years. After all, it's a good era, with the rapid development of science and technology, and the future of mankind, full of infinite possibilities and creativity,
as a young man, I can also feel his heart Love, since met me, how to say is also a kind of fate, and Peng Lao's illness, treatment, in fact, with the Shangguan grandfather is not the same as Bo Zhong, if I can completely cure, it means also help Shangguan grandfather, it is to practice in advance.
Medicine is a broad and profound academic, which is not to say that I can solve Wu Lei's urgent need and cure all diseases. Moreover, the specific effect of the inheritance of the king of medicine depends on my personal understanding.
"Aha, well done, little doctor, I really thank you." My words, let Peng Lao excited, body slightly tremble, after seeing my profound knowledge, his whole person is happy and sincere.
"Xiaozhuang, please help me to have a look." At this time, old Li on the side was also eager to try.
"Yes, Mr. Li. What can I do for you?" I readily agreed.
"Ah, Xiaozhuang, to tell you the truth, a few years ago, I had the problem of migraine. Every time I blew a little wind, my head hurt badly. But a while ago, I began to take the pill provided by Huang Yaoshi. This situation has improved obviously. Even if I blow the wind, my head will not hurt. But I always think that the pill has been maintained, and it will not cure the symptoms." Li Lao sighed and then said.
"Oh, what about the pills he gave you, can you show me?" I suddenly had an association with the color of my face.
"Yes, of course." As soon as Mr. Li turned around to get the pills, his son was not happy."Dad, there must be no problem with your pill. It's all effective. What are you worried about? Didn't Huang Yaoshi say it? Take it for three months in a row to ensure that the medicine will be cured. After all, the old problems of many years can't be solved overnight." The middle-aged man reproved slightly.
Hearing this, Mr. Li was embarrassed. "OK, Xiaozhuang, you know how to use medicine. Diagnose first."
I can see that Mr. Li seems to be more afraid of his son. This kind of blame has put him off.
Of course, it may also be that middle-aged men don't believe me very much. Even if I pointed out Huang Yaoshi's mistakes, he still firmly believed in the authority of first-class pharmacists.
PS: OK, it's not updated today. Good night