Jiang Chan complained, if you rub a pill in the cultivation world for hundreds of years, you will be better than me! Jiang Chan doesn't ask Mr. Zheng about the case of the patient, etc., and you will know what's going on when you see the real person later.

Jiang Chan entered Mr. Zheng’s private warehouse, as if a mouse had entered the oil tank, and her eyes narrowed. She sniffed: “What a rich musk smell, Mr. Zheng, you are not authentic. I asked you last time, but you didn’t say anything.”

Mr. Zheng was very calm: "This was just collected last week."

Jiang Chan doubted: "Didn't you cheat me?"

"Absolutely not." Old Zheng's head shaking like a rattle. He regretted taking Jiang Chan to his private warehouse.

Jiang Chan wandered around the small room, "You have a lot of good things here, I want to move them all back."

Old Zheng stared at the eyes: "A greedy girl, I can give you three at most, and there will be no more if there is too much."

Jiang Chan immediately stood up and said, "Okay, then I want Cordyceps sinensis in this lattice, saffron in it, and musk in it."

Mr. Zheng was really hurting now: "You are such a thief. You are so picking it. My family's assets are almost emptied by you, a little girl."

Jiang Chan Zhanyan: "I just want half, you give me half. I have an elder who is not in good health. I am going to take care of her. These are urgently needed."

Even half of it, Mr. Zheng's heart was bleeding, and Jiang Chan had no choice but to: "I'll help you find more medicinal materials when I go out in the future. Look at your little stingy look!"

"Let's go quickly!" Seeing Jiang Chan packing herbal medicines, Mr. Zheng didn't like Jiang Chan anywhere, so he drove Jiang Chan out of his private warehouse.

When Gu Jianchen was pushed in, he heard Mr. Zheng’s words full of energy. Who are you driving out? Later, he heard a clear female voice: “Can you be generous? Isn’t it just some medicinal materials? I will give you double the reward later.”

"You said it's nice. When did you return it?" Mr. Zheng was anxious. "You girl have always been in and out. I'll ask you to order pills. Look at your distressed look!"

"The old man's words are unreasonable. When I have something good, I don't think of you. You really can turn the tables. In this way, Isn't it okay to make one-third of the pills this time?"

"Only one-third? No, at least half." Mr. Zheng was actually very satisfied and still had to add some more.

Jiang Chan also knew Mr. Zheng’s little thoughts, so of course he was willing to indulge him: “Okay, half is half, can you let go of me?”

"This is almost the same." Old Zheng was satisfied and then let go of Jiang Chan's arm. In fact, this is also the way he gets along with Jiang Chan, and he always has to make noise.

Gu Jianchen also saw the girl who was funny with Mr. Zheng. He said she was a girl, and she looked at her for at most fifteen or sixteen years old. She was about 1.62 meters tall, and she looked pretty.

From the outside, there was nothing extraordinary, but the temperament was pretty good. Jiang Chan came out and saw Gu Jianchen, and she naturally saw Gu Jianchen's wheelchair.

Looking at Wu Yangyang's assistant and bodyguard following Gu Jianchen, Jiang Chan raised an eyebrow at Old Zheng, meaning he was it?

Mr. Zheng nodded, it was him.

Jiang Chan winked, he looked like a rich man?

Old Zheng nodded again. One old and one young man looked at each other, and they communicated and understood everything they should say or not. Old Zheng coughed lightly, not feeling a little embarrassed that he was disrespectful to others just now.

"Mr. Gu is here? Let's go to the clinic inside first, I'll take your pulse."

Gu Jianchen nodded slightly: "Please trouble Mr. Zheng, Wen Xing, bring in the things that Mr. Zheng."

"Yes." A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses standing behind Gu Jianchen turned around and walked out. Within a few minutes, he brought several boxes with his bodyguards.

Mr. Zheng didn't even look at those things, "Go in. Today I invited another Chinese medicine doctor to come here, so I would like to ask her to help me see it, so let's communicate with each other."

Gu Jianchen glanced at Jiang Chan: "Is this little doctor? It's rare that someone can pick up good things from you."

Jiang Chan just smiled faintly and said nothing. Wen Xing pushed Gu Jianchen into the inner room. Old Zheng glanced at Jiang Chan: "Little Chan, do you try it first?"

Mr. Zheng rarely sees Jiang Chan taking action, only knows that her acupuncture is very powerful, and her pharmaceutical level is awesome. It also makes Jiang Chan take the pulse and the meaning of Jiang Chan taking the exam.

Jiang Chan was not nervous at all. She sat down opposite Gu Jianchen, and her warm fingers put on Gu Jianchen's wrist. The moment Jiang Chan hit him, Gu Jianchen's eyebrows and eyes lowered, covering up a trace of darkness in his eyes.

Wen Xing stood behind the wheelchair with a hint of surprise in his eyes. The big boss was so calm? In the past, this person hated physical contact with others the most.

The room was silent, and Old Master Zheng sat aside to drink tea freely. He also wanted to hear what kind of flower Jiang Chan could say.

Jiang Chan withdrew her finger, "I already know your situation. Can you let me see your legs? I need to think carefully based on the actual situation."

"It's better to be able to lie down," Jiang Chan added.

Gu Jianchen lowered his eyebrows and eyes: "Wenxing."

Wen Xing pushed Gu Jianchen by the bed indoors. Gu Jianchen supported the wheelchair with both hands and moved to the bed easily. Wen Xing rolled up Gu Jianchen's pants, revealing his thin legs.

Jiang Chan reached out and pressed it on it, but her muscles did not shrink, but because of the long-term blockage of meridians, she was obviously soft and weak.

She pulled out the silver needle from her acupuncture bag, tried one acupoint at a time from her calf, and got answers that Gu Jianchen didn't feel.

Jiang Chan was not in a hurry, "Please turn over by Mr. Gu."

Gu Jianchen turned over as she said, and Jiang Chan lifted Gu Jianchen's clothes. This time she put the silver needle aside, but took out the golden needle from her wrist.

Mr. Zheng leaned forward with interest: "I have never seen you use this golden needle yet. This time I want to make me look long. I haven't seen anyone else use the golden needle for many years."

Gu Jianchen also looked at Jiang Chan with a serious expression. After straightening the golden needle, he flicked his finger at the end of the needle, and the soft golden needle immediately made a buzzing sound.

Old Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked silently. Jiang Chan stroked Gu Jianchen's waist with one hand, pinched the golden needle with the other, and after finding the acupoint, he quickly stabbed it in very accurately.
Chapter completed!