Hearing the shouts of Lao Wang and this woman, everyone stretched out their necks and crowded around, wanting to see what it means to witness a miracle.
Sun Yahan was also the first to rush forward. Looking at the left side of the little girl's face, the original brown mark had now faded to the point where it was basically invisible, and she couldn't help but take a breath.
She learned from ancient books that the long-lost Wufang Ointment was indeed a good medicine for treating burns. But this was the first time for Sun Yahan to see the miraculous efficacy of Wufang Ointment with her own eyes.
It only took less than twenty minutes from application to fading the marks.
This is simply unheard of.
Sun Siyuan, who was sitting on a chair in the distance, was drinking tea and did not come forward, but it was clear from everyone's expressions and shouts that Jishengtang won this round.
"Bah bang bang!"
For a moment, the flashlights in the crowd flashed, recording this magical moment.
"Oh my God, it's so amazing. It's even more amazing than the Supreme Lord's elixir."
"My son's burn is more serious than this, so I only need to buy one bottle and it will be completely cured. This bottle only costs 100 yuan. I spent almost 8,000 yuan in the hospital. It is simply incomparable."
"It's amazing, it's really amazing. Jishengtang is so amazing."
"No, I want to buy a box!"
"I want three boxes!"
Onlookers who were still hesitating whether to buy or not crowded forward one after another, looking like they were trying to snatch it.
At this moment, Miao Miao had already asked her colleagues to turn on the camera and record the entire treatment process.
Seeing the situation being turned around by Yang Chen, Miao Miao looked at the man's profile and was a little lost in thought: "What kind of person is he? It feels like... he knows a lot."
"Brother, I didn't lie to you. She is really beautiful."
At this moment, Yang Chen didn't pay attention to the crowd's reaction. After all, this was a reaction he had anticipated in advance.
He took out his old smartphone from his pocket and turned on the selfie camera, pointed it at the little girl, and smiled.
The little girl looked at her face, her big grape-like eyes widened, she turned around and threw herself into her mother's arms: "Mom, I'm beautiful again, I'm really well."
"Beautiful, my daughter must be the most beautiful."
"Dr. Yang, thank you so much. I also want to thank Jishengtang. You are really a bodhisattva who saves the suffering. Such a miraculous ointment only costs 100 yuan. You are all good people, good people!"
The woman held her daughter in her arms, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice became choked up, and her eyes were full of gratitude.
"Healing the dying and healing the wounded is the right thing to do. This is the purpose of our Jishengtang."
"We don't intend to use this Wufang Ointment to make money, we just want more patients to spend the least amount of money to cure their diseases, that's all."
Sun Yahan quickly supported the woman who wanted to kneel down and comforted her.
“Jishengtang is really great!”
"Doctor Yang, you are so amazing. From now on we will come to you for medical treatment."
"That's right! Look for Jishengtang when you see a doctor from now on!"
The onlookers were all shocked by the efficacy of Wufang Ointment. They did not forget to praise Ji Shengtang and Yang Chen while snatching the Wufang Ointment.
"The door of our Jishengtang is always open to you, and of course we hope that everyone is in good health."
Sun Siyuan also stood up at this time and said with a cheerful smile.
"By the way, where's the guy who just said fake medicine?"
"Where is the person? Why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"
"He also said that he is from the Hou Family Pharmaceutical Company. I think he is a liar who talks shit!"
"That's right, find him quickly and let him apologize to Jishengtang and Divine Doctor Yang!"
There are always sober people in this world.
When everyone was snatching the Wufang ointment, Lao Wang glanced at the whole place and found that Hou Ziyi was missing, so he shouted loudly.
Only then did everyone react, with cold faces like angry young men, and they kept searching.
"Brother Yang, I saw it!"
Zhao Xiaoba raised his eyes and looked at Hou Ziyi and others who had walked to the side of the road and were about to leave on Lincoln. He shouted loudly and rushed out of the crowd with Wang Erdan and others, immediately blocking Lincoln's surroundings: "
Hou, come down here, you framed me, Brother Yang, and now you want to just slap your ass and leave?"
"Get down quickly!"
"Apologise, otherwise you won't be able to leave!"
People who had finished grabbing the medicine also gathered around him, blocking Lincoln's path.
Sitting in the car, Hou Ziyi's face turned green.
He didn't expect that the Wufang plaster developed by Yang Chen was so miraculous. It only took five minutes to cure more than half of the little girl's burns.
Hou Ziyi is not a fool, and these five hundred thousand are not brought by the wind.
Seeing that the momentum was not right, he called the bodyguards, and while everyone's attention was focused on the little girl's face, he quietly prepared to leave.
But it was true that his legs were a little short, and he was discovered just as he got in the car and started to leave.
"Master, what should we do? Do we want to rush out?"
The bodyguard driving in the front said coldly.
"I want to die. If I hit someone and killed him, would you go to jail for me?"
Hou Ziyi cursed angrily.
"Bang bang bang!"
At this moment, Hou Ziyi's car window was knocked.
As soon as he turned his head, he saw Yang Chen holding a cigarette and looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Oh shit!"
Hou Ziyi gritted his teeth, cursed angrily, opened the door and walked out: "Yang Chen, what do you want to do?"
"Young Master Hou, if you don't know what you said, you would think that I am cheating. Fortunately, there are more than a hundred pairs of sharp eyes watching."
"The dignified eldest son of the Marquis family of Xijing doesn't keep his words. He just farts and runs away with his tail between his legs. If word spreads, won't people laugh at him?"
"If I remember correctly just now, Master Hou was going to give us a big red envelope of 500,000 yuan in Jishengtang. Now that I haven't given any red envelope, it's a bit unkind to just leave like this."
Yang Chen smiled.
"That's right, give me the money quickly."
"It's so shameless. He even framed him. Fortunately, we didn't fall for his deception!"
The crowd roared angrily, pointing at Hou Ziyi's nose and scolding him.
"What if I don't give it?"
Hou Ziyi had a cold face, he was definitely going to be a ruthless scoundrel today.
Since the last incident, his pocket money has been limited to only 300,000 yuan per month. If he is asked to spend 500,000 yuan now, it will cost him his life.
It would be even more embarrassing if Yang Chen knew that he couldn't even get out five hundred thousand.
"It's okay if I don't give it."
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders, then glanced at Jiang Shengke who was nodding not far away, and said with a smile: "Master Hou, why don't you read the news? Your Hou family seems to have been removed from the Golden Emperor Pharmaceutical Group. I want you to wait a moment.
I just received a call from your grandma."
"Buzz buzz!"
As soon as Yang Chen finished speaking, before Hou Ziyi could recover, the cell phone in his hand rang. He glanced at the caller ID and found that it was really his grandma Yanagawa Mei calling.
"Yang Chen, what the hell did you do?"
Hou Ziyi's expression suddenly changed, he gritted his molars and let out a low cry, then turned around, got into the car, and answered the phone.