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Chapter 48 That old god stick?

As she said this, she still had a look of disgust on her face.

He Tianjian almost couldn't help but applaud her, she was so bragging.

Now he couldn't help but wonder how she managed to fool Song Yu yesterday. Could she have stolen someone's prescription?

She can only afford to wear linen clothes, and a little girl who came out of who knows where in the ravine dares to say that her ginseng is eight hundred years old?

It looks like the cloth is eight hundred years old. It's tattered and earthy. Could it be radishes wrapped in it? Let's take it out to make up the numbers.

joke!

Why didn't she say she still had a thousand years left?

Thinking about it, a hint of ridicule flashed in He Tianjian's eyes.

Seeing this, He Chen narrowed his eyes and was about to speak when someone suddenly walked in from outside the door, walked towards Jiang Tang with vigorous steps, and said excitedly: "Little friend!"

Hu Mingxuan looked at Jiang Tang in surprise, "I didn't expect to meet you here, why are you here?"

He searched for her for a long time but couldn't find her, and he didn't expect to meet her here.

It really takes no effort at all.

It's him.

Jiang Tang glanced at him and said, "I'm treating Grandpa He."

Hearing this, Hu Mingxuan looked towards He Yongqiao and saw that he looked good. He couldn't help but said "Hey". He had diagnosed his pulse before and estimated that his death limit would be within the next two days. Thinking of this matter,

I came to see him and see if there was anything I could do to help, but I didn't expect to see him like this.

It seems to be in good condition.

He walked over and took his pulse, then looked at Jiang Tang and said firmly: "Did my little friend use the Rejuvenation Pill on Mr. He?"

Jiang Tang nodded.

"No wonder." Hu Mingxuan felt confused.

The rejuvenation pill he made can help him extend his life for one or two years, but the one made from ginger sugar is ten times more effective than his medicine. Even He Yongqiao's life span was suddenly extended a lot.

"Mr. He, you can rest assured, it won't be a problem to live another ten or twenty years." He let go of his hand and said with a smile.

Hearing this, He Yongqiao glanced at Jiang Tang subconsciously, and she also said that he could live for another twenty years.

He is indeed a miracle doctor.

His smile deepened, "Thanks to Girl Jiang, she saved me."

"Grandpa He is so polite. This is what I should do." Jiang Tang smiled, very modestly.

Speaking of the rejuvenation pill, Hu Mingxuan quickly took out a porcelain bottle carefully from his pocket, walked to Jiang Tang and handed it to her, "This is my newly made rejuvenation pill. I used the purification charm my friend gave me, and it is really effective."

It’s increased, but the effect of the medicine is still not as good as the one you made. Can you give me some pointers, little friend?”

There was some respect in his words, and he even used the word "ask for advice", which showed his sincerity.

He Tianjian listened on the sidelines and suddenly panicked in his heart.

He thought that the old man was going to die soon. When he heard that someone had rescued him, he hurried over to inquire about the situation. He thought he was just hanging on for a few days, but now he realized that he had been hanging on for twenty years!

Moreover, he also knew Hu Mingxuan, the highest-status elder of the Ghost Shou Sect, second only to Divine Doctor Ning. However, Divine Doctor Ning had been missing for more than ten years, so he is now also the acting sect leader of the Ghost Shou Sect.

The national elixir doctor who has superb medical skills and is praised by everyone, if he said that, then he is definitely not wrong.

Twenty years, how could he wait until that time?

I didn't expect this little girl to be really capable.

Thinking about it, he clenched his fists, his eyes darkly glanced at Jiang Tang, and a shadow flashed under his eyes.

No one can stand in his way.

After squeezing his hands, he made an excuse and left quickly. He had to think about the arrangements ahead and couldn't wait any longer.

Taking in all his expressions, He Chen touched the beads and looked away calmly, his eyes narrowed slightly and a dark light flashed through them.

Over there, Jiang Tang glanced at his back, raised the corner of his mouth, took Hu Mingxuan's Rejuvenation Pill, smelled it, and said, "The ginseng you used is not very effective, so it affects the efficacy of the medicine."

Hu Mingxuan also guessed the reason and sighed, "But the ginseng I used is already five hundred years old, so it's still not as good as the one made by my little friend."

On the day they competed, they even used only 300-year-old ginseng, but his one was still not as good as hers.

He knew that medicine was only one aspect, and talent was the most important.

But he couldn't catch up with the latter, so he could only rely on the former to make up for it.

Hearing this, Jiang Tang looked at him strangely, and she asked doubtfully: "Are all the ginseng from your mountain so delicious?"

As she said that, she opened the floral cloth on the table and said, "The lowest one on our mountain is five hundred years old. You can see it everywhere. Why do you think that five hundred years is very powerful? Isn't it just like a carrot?"

She said it with a matter-of-fact expression, but Hu Mingxuan's heart suddenly changed.

See if she is speaking human language?

Five-hundred-year-old ginseng? Big radish?

He put his hand on his heart and almost fainted. At this moment, Jiang Tang opened the cloth, and the cold medicinal fragrance hit him. Hu Mingxuan was startled, and he quickly looked down, with ecstasy flashing in his eyes.

“Eight-hundred-year-old wild ginseng!”

He looked at the ginseng wrapped in rags in disbelief. After identifying it for a long time, he finally confirmed, "It's eight hundred years old, and it's close to nine hundred years old."

"Little friend, where did you get this from? Can you sell it to me? The price is easy to say, just say whatever you want!" he asked excitedly.

He also runs a medicine shop, and the treasure of the shop is only a 500-year-old wild ginseng. Hers is actually 800 years old, and its quality is high, and its medicinal effect is comparable to that of a thousand-year-old ginseng.

Hu Mingxuan looked at it carefully, reluctant to touch it for fear of losing any roots. For a while, he looked at Jiang Tang with a look of surprise and admiration.

Where did she come from?

How come there are so many treasures!

Seeing him like this, Jiang Tang was even more surprised. She lowered her head and looked at the ginseng on the table. Isn't it an eight-hundred-year-old ginseng? She was so excited that she fainted from excitement when she saw the ginseng king of her third master.

Jiang Tang never thought that with a random thought, the prophecy would come true.

This is all for later.

At this moment, she pushed the ginseng over casually, "If you want it, I can give you half. I want to give the remaining half to Grandpa He, so I can't give it to you. As for the money, I don't need to give it to you."

Anyway, she couldn't charge much money. The old man had a good heart for medical skills, so she gave it to him.

Hu Mingxuan was ecstatic, but still shook his head, "You must give money, you can't take it for nothing, it's too expensive."

Jiang Tang was more determined than him. After all, her life was at stake. She reached out and took the ginseng back, "If you want to give me money, then don't take it."

"No, no, no, I want it." Hu Mingxuan said quickly, looking at her with even more admiration.

I don’t care about fame and fortune, I’m really a good person!

Jiang Tang didn't know what he was thinking, so she handed the ginseng over again. Suddenly she remembered something and asked, "Do you know a person named Qiu Jiuyan?"

There was a person named Xiao Hu on the mobile phone that Master Five gave her. Could it be him?

It doesn't matter if it's not. Anyway, "Xiao Xu" has been found. She doesn't have to worry about her life now. She can support herself. It doesn't matter if she can't find anyone else.

She just asked casually, but she never thought that Hu Mingxuan would blurt out: "That old bastard?!"


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