Bai Xue pursed her thin lips tightly and frowned slightly, her eyes falling on the back of Zhang Dagang as he left.
"Can he really cure my strange disease?"
Li Jinggao followed her gaze and looked out the door.
Looking at Zhang Dagang who was sitting in the yard and devouring his food, he shook his head and said, "I'm not sure if master can cure your disease, but I dare say that no one can cure your disease except him."
Li Jinggao's tone was firm, while Bai Xue's calm eyes remained calm.
But the hand she placed on her leg tightened unconsciously, and the originally smooth white gauze was pinched into wrinkles and almost became silky.
Except for the breathing of the two people, there was no other sound in the room.
After a while, Li Jinggao turned to look at Bai Xue on the bed: "Mrs. Bai hasn't woken up yet, why don't you rest here tonight and let my master take a look at Mrs. Bai."
Bai Xue remained expressionless, sitting on the bed coldly.
Li Jinggao immediately understood what she meant and withdrew wisely.
Outside the yard, Zhang Dagang had finished his meal and squatted in front of the ginseng tree under the apple tree.
The ginseng no longer looks like it was just planted, but in just half a day, it has become more than a hundred years old.
Li Jinggao was nervous about Mrs. Bai's condition and squatted down, but his attention was not attracted by the ginseng that Zhang Dagang was playing with.
"Master, Mrs. Bai must not let anything happen to her." Li Jinggang said and leaned into Zhang Dagang's ear: "Mrs. Bai can get many extinct herbs. Apart from her, no one else has this ability.
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Zhang Dagang fiddled with the ginseng leaves in front of him, and his mind was filled with the strange symptoms of Bai Xue's body.
Zhang Dagang was skeptical that Mrs. Bai could obtain extinct herbs.
However, it is not easy for the other party to become a major supplier of herbal medicines that even medical saints dare not provoke.
"Mrs. Bai's coma is probably related to the fragrance on Bai Xue's body. Bai Xue has already woken up. I think she will be able to wake up on her own soon."
Zhang Dagang caressed the ginseng leaves in his hand leisurely.
Seeing that he spoke so firmly, Li Jinggao's nervousness returned to his stomach.
His eyes followed Zhang Dagang's fiddling and fell on the ginseng leaves in his hand.
"This, this is ginseng?" Li Jinggao was dumbfounded, and even his words became stammering.
Li Jinggao said and looked carefully around the ginseng again. He lay on the ginseng leaves and smelled them, wishing he could uproot the ginseng in front of him.
"Master, your ginseng doesn't look like domesticated ginseng?" Li Jinggao looked at it for a long time and couldn't help but look up and asked Zhang Dagang.
"It's a hundred-year-old wild ginseng dug in the back mountain, right?" Zhang Dagang said casually, not taking it too seriously.
This kind of ginseng is probably available in the back mountains of a higher age. It was only a mere hundred years old when I dug it, and the excitement in my heart had long since passed.
"No, your ginseng has been around for at least three hundred years, and your village is a geomantic treasure."
A hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded behind him. As soon as Zhang Dazhan turned his head, he saw Mrs. Bai in a pure white suit.
Her sharp eyes were fixed on the ginseng in front of her, which contained the inevitable light.
"Young man, I want two million dollars of your ginseng." Mrs. Bai said without changing her expression, as if two million dollars to her was nothing more than buying a white radish at the vegetable market.
Li Jinggao naturally also fell in love with the ginseng, but adhering to the principle that his master is his own, he looked at Zhang Dagang calmly.
Such a ginseng sold for two million. If it were Zhang Dagang a month ago, he would have sold it without even thinking.
But now, he is not short of money, and he wants to try out how far his rejuvenation technique can make this ginseng grow?
Zhang Dagang shook his head, his eyes returned to the ginseng leaves in front of him, and he continued to play with them.
He secretly marveled in his heart that he was able to tell the age of this ginseng with the help of the power of the dragon.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Bai was able to see at a glance that the rejuvenation technique had been used to add more than a hundred years of medicinal properties to ginseng. It was really not simple.
"Three million in cash." Madam Bai continued to increase the price.
Zhang Dagang still shook his head, his expression not changing at all.
Mrs. Bai didn't expect that a country wild man would be indifferent to millions of people, and she couldn't help but be surprised.
"Mr. Li, who is this?" Mrs. Bai looked at Li Jinggao.
Li Jinggao received Zhang Dagang's signal, nodded and said: "This is my master Zhang Dagang."
Zhang Dagang stood up and nodded to Mrs. Bai as a sign of courtesy.
Mrs. Bai looked at Zhang Dagang and nodded to show respect to Li Jinggao.
Her narrow eyes fell on Zhang Dagang's body and looked carefully, but she still could not see any ability in this young man that could become a medical master.
Zhang Dagang let him watch, and his eyes also fell on Mrs. Bai.
For some reason, Mrs. Bai always gave him a very strange and strange feeling. When he thought about it carefully, the strange feeling disappeared.
At this moment, Bai Xue, who was in the house, put on her white gauze and walked out again.
She looked at the three people in the courtyard. Dressed in a white gauze dress that looked like snow, she walked up to Mrs. Bai and whispered.
After hearing this, Mrs. Bai bowed her hands to Li Jinggao and said, "Thank you, Mr. Li, for saving my daughter's life. If there is any need, Mr. Li can go to Baicaotang and tell me my name, and I will definitely help you."
Li Jinggao opened his mouth to explain, but Zhang Dagang grabbed his sleeve.
It was only at this moment that Li Jinggao reacted, raised his hand and cupped it towards Madam Bai and said, "Old man, I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders."
Mother and daughter, dressed in white, were extremely dazzling in the dark night.
Until the two of them left in the car, Zhang Dagang's eyes were still far away.
"Master, Miss Bai Xue is pretty, isn't she?"
Li Jinggao bumped Zhang Dagang's shoulder, winked at him and said, "Not that many men will live to see her face in this life."
Looking at the five fingers stretched out by Li Jinggao and feeling the cool night wind, Zhang Dagang couldn't help but shudder.
This mother and daughter gave him a very strange feeling. The daughter was cold to the bone, and the mother was cold to the bone.
Moreover, the art of recognizing people and observing faces that he had learned had no effect on the mother and daughter at all.
It was obvious that he had lived a poor life, but he had become a rich, powerful being that no one dared to mess with.
Could there be some unspeakable secret happening in this process?
Zhang Dagang sighed. It was really nerve-wracking to interact with these rich people. Why are there no normal people?
Li Jinggao saw Zhang Dagang turning around and entering the house, and followed him with curiosity on his face.
"Master, why did Bai Xue lie to Mrs. Bai?"
Listening to Li Jinggao's question, Zhang Dagang shook his head.
The relationship between mother and daughter does not seem to be as close as Li Jinggao said.
Zhang Dagang returned to his room to continue practicing meditation, but someone knocked on the door from outside.