Jun Moxie looked at the fat man feebly, and really wanted to jump up and kick him out! But now that he was going to pretend to be seriously injured, he had to spare him for a while. But his eyes were naked and wanted to eat people...
"Thankfully, brother, you're not dead, otherwise I would be too lonely in the future. Without you, I really don't know what to do." Fatty Tang wiped his sweat and took the tea handed over by Ke'er.
After taking a sip, he turned back and shouted: "Come on! Bring in the gift given to Mr. Jun from my Tang family quickly!"
Jun Moxie looked at the door with great interest. He really didn't know that this man came to see that the gift he had given him needed to be carried. What on earth was it?
Two people carried two big boxes and came in. Suddenly, Jun Moxie's bedroom was completely occupied by three behemoths, Tang Yuan and the two big boxes. There was almost no room for Ke'er to stay and he had to shrink down.
Squatting on the chair with both feet.
Tang Yuan waved his hand and ordered them to go out. He chuckled and mysteriously opened the wooden box as if offering a treasure. The thief glanced at Jun Moxie with a smile, and then stepped away. Jun Moxie looked over and almost fainted.
passed.
It was actually filled with high-end healing medicines, boxes after boxes, bottles after bottles, packages after packages... The packaging was exquisite, and the smell of medicine was fragrant. You could tell at a glance that it was worth a lot of money. Jun Moxie was really doubtful that this fat man was...
Didn’t they raid all the drug stores in the city?
These medicines are indeed very useful and practical if ordinary people are injured. Even some of them may not be available even if you have money. But the problem is... Jun Moxie is different from other people. He does not need this at all.
thing!
To Jun Moxie, these things are like a huge pile of garbage! At the very least, they are worthless!
After groaning, Jun Moxie said feebly: "Fat man, I'm really sorry for you. These medicines you brought are enough for me even if I get injured seven or eight times a day until I live to be a hundred years old. Isn't this what you are doing?"
You came to see me, you are just here to curse me for getting hurt a few more times..."
Tang Yuan slammed the wooden box shut and said triumphantly: "Third Young Master, brother, what are my methods? All the medicines available in Tianxiang City, even the holy ones and the best ones, are all in this box!
"As he said that, he suddenly leaned close to Jun Moxie's ear mysteriously and said furtively: "Third Young Master, that bottom layer is something I spent a lot of effort to get. It's a rare opportunity.
It’s a good thing to ask for. You have to hide it carefully.”
"Xia Mi?" Jun Moxie was slightly interested, raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Stop! Stop, stop, stop!" Jun Moxie's head was as big as a bucket: "What kind of weird and messy things are these? Then... what is the thing about hanging a hundred pounds?"
"Please spare your life, don't disgust me here!" Jun Moxie had a headache: "Take it away quickly! If grandpa sees it, don't hurt me!"
"What are you afraid of? If you are a man, you will like this thing. I guess Mr. Jun also likes it. Mr. Jun is not young anymore. Without these things to help, even if the glory is still there, it may not... quack..." Tang Yuan didn't know
Smiling like life and death, suddenly——
"What do I have?" A heavy voice rang, and Mr. Jun Zhantian strode to the door, looked at Tang Yuan with a puzzled expression, and then looked at the crowded bedroom: "What's going on?
What did your kid just say?!"
Am I so unlucky?! Tang Yuan was stunned. Big beads of sweat came out drop by drop, and his eyes rolled around. Under his fat body, there was a pool of water stained by sweat. He was going to die.
If the old man heard what he said just now...
"What is this pile of stuff?" Mr. Jun was a little annoyed: "It's a mess, why don't you clear it away quickly?"
Tang Yuan stood up in a hurry, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, clear it out immediately. It's just some ordinary medicinal materials, nothing special."
As soon as he spoke, Mr. Jun immediately reacted: "Fat man, what did you just say that I also have?"
Tang Yuan's face was suddenly crowded together, his face turned from white to red, from red to blue, his fat cheeks couldn't stop trembling, and his thighs also had a tendency to spasm...
"Well, the fat man said that your old glory is still there and so on. He also said that your majesty's majesty and heroism are also yours, grandpa. But I think it's a bit taboo, so I don't dare to say it anymore." Jun Moxie hurriedly smoothed things over. Seeing the pitiful appearance of the fat man,
It is estimated that if Mr. Jun said another word, he would be paralyzed with fear.
"What's so taboo about this? Is it worth being scared like this? I'm still majestic and heroic. This is a fact!" Mr. Jun looked at Tang Yuan with disdain and lectured: "From now on.
It's okay, don't always drag our Mo Xie to those shady places, I have learned bad things from you in the past."
"Ah?" Tang Yuan was shocked for a while; old man, how can you confuse right and wrong? It was clearly me who followed your grandson to learn bad things...
Mr. Jun snorted. In his heart, his grandson is naturally good and well-behaved. The main reason why he failed to live up to expectations in the past was because he followed the example of these bad friends...
Several guards waved in and carried the two boxes out; Tang Yuan was anxious: "Then inside the second box..."
Jun Moxie was also sweating: Wouldn't this kid's second box be worse than the first one? He was really killed by him...
Mr. Jun waved his hand and ordered everyone to be sent to Jun Moxie's small warehouse, and Ke'er also followed. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and exhaled in unison.
An old man with white hair, white beard, and white robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a peaceful face. He walked in with a small medicine box. Tang Yuan was startled. He stood up respectfully and said, "Mr. Fang."
This Mr. Fang is none other than Fang Huisheng, the head doctor of the dynasty. In Tianxiang City, there is a resounding nickname: Fang Bu Die! This means that no matter how injured you are, as long as the doctor Fang reaches out his hand, you will be healed.
Then you will definitely not die! Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, there is no doubt that Fang Huisheng's medical skills are superb. Even if Hua Tuo and Bian Que were resurrected, they would probably be nothing more than this.
Tang Yuan had suffered a serious illness in the past, and the doctors in Beijing were helpless. At the critical moment, it was Dr. Fang Huisheng who took action and saved his life. So Tang Yuan was very grateful to Fang Huisheng. After all, he was a doctor.
A lifesaver.
Fang Huisheng nodded and smiled. He was very kind and said nothing. He sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch Jun Moxie's wrist. At the same time, he carefully observed his face, rolled his eyelids, and even asked him to stretch out his hand.
Tongue came and looked.
At this moment, Jun Moxie suddenly had an idea in his mind.
The internal force controlled the strong current in the body, which suddenly became turbulent; the meridians suddenly seemed to be beating abnormally.
Of course no one can see this mysterious power that does not belong to this world.
Fang Huisheng's face gradually became serious. He thought that Jun Zhantian's hurried request for someone from His Majesty and his invitation to come over were all making a fuss. However, when he checked his pulse, he suddenly discovered that the condition inside the body of the young man in front of him was unexpected.