Hearing his words, Zhang Dagang's expression turned cold.
"You don't even listen to Master now?"
Li Jinggao saw Zhang Dagang angry and quickly shook his head: "No, then I'll bother Master!"
The old man who was sitting on the hospital bed playing chess raised his head and glanced at Zhang Dagang.
"It's okay if Jing Gao doesn't want to take it. His medicine works very well for me, so there's no need to change it."
As soon as the old man said these words, Zhang Dagang's expression changed drastically!
"You ate too?"
The old man nodded: "After taking Jinggao's medicine, old man, my waist no longer hurts, my legs are no longer sore, and even my presbyopia is gone."
Zhang Dagang's appraising eyes fell on his old man.
Looking at it this way, the old man looked radiant and looked at least ten years younger than before.
"How many pairs have you eaten?" Zhang Dagang's face darkened.
The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhang Dagang: "What? I just ate it once, and you still want to beat it out for me?"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, Zhang Dagang ran towards him quickly, so fast that he left an afterimage.
Immediately afterwards, the old man felt a strong blow on his back.
Everything I ate at noon was churning in my stomach.
Zhang Dagang used the power of the dragon in his palm to merge into the old man's stomach.
In an instant, the old man vomited.
I vomited soup and water for five minutes.
There is a nauseating smell in the air.
The old man sitting opposite the old man playing chess was so disgusted that he also vomited.
"You kid, you unfilial son!"
The old man was so angry that he grabbed the pillow behind his back and threw it at Zhang Dagang.
Seeing a layer of black mist rising up from the soup that the old man had vomited on the ground, Zhang Dagang let out a long sigh of relief.
Without saying anything, Zhang Dagang stretched out his hand to feel the old man's pulse.
There is only a faint layer of demonic energy in the old man's body, driven by Zhang Dagang's divine dragon power.
The golden light blended into the old man's meridians, and the faint layer of demonic energy was quickly swallowed up by the golden light.
"Okay, don't drink medicine randomly again!"
After Zhang Dagang finished speaking, he looked at Li Jinggao, who looked ugly.
Before Zhang Dagang could speak, Li Jinggao came over obediently.
"Master, is there something wrong with the medicine?"
"Well, hold out your hand and I'll take your pulse."
Li Jinggao obediently stretched out his hand, his face turning blue and white.
Since Master has said that there is something wrong with the medicine, it seems that there is really something wrong with it.
I remembered that there was a time when I stopped taking medicine because I went out to play, and my body felt heavy and weak, and I also suffered from sweating.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Li Jinggao's back.
Zhang Dagang put three fingers on Li Jinggao's wrist.
The golden color blended into Li Jinggao's meridians and traveled through Li Jinggao's meridians.
What made Zhang Dagang's expression increasingly ugly was that 60% of Li Jinggao's body was invaded by demonic energy.
Seeing Zhang Dagang's face getting more and more ugly, Li Jinggao's heart skipped a beat.
"Stop your medicine immediately, and then drink what I prescribed for you. You are not allowed to go to Baicao Hall to get medicine."
Li Jinggao nodded repeatedly after hearing Zhang Dagang's instructions.
"During this period, I will give you acupuncture and try to remove all the poisonous gas from your body."
Li Jinggao was stunned for a moment when he heard that there was poisonous gas in his body.
Although a doctor does not heal himself, he still knows very well whether there is poisonous gas in his body.
But Zhang Dagang was his master, and Li Jinggao still obeyed Zhang Dagang's words.
"By the way, Master, Bai Xue and his Baicao Hall are going to hold an annual medicinal herb tasting conference, and they gave me an invitation."
After Li Jinggao finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Dagang's face.
"Well, take me with you then."
"I'll go too, I'll go too!" Ji Yuan also begged from the side.
Seeing Li Jinggao's gaze towards him, Ji Yuan explained sheepishly: "I haven't been to any high-end conferences. I want to go and see them!"
Li Jinggao looked at Zhang Dagang and saw that Zhang Dagang had no objection, so he nodded and agreed.
In a blink of an eye, it was time for the tasting meeting the day after tomorrow.
The tasting conference was held in Beijing, and a special car picked up the three of them as soon as they got off the plane.
Zhang Dagang, with his disguised face, got on the extended Lincoln under the envious eyes of many people at the airport.
Sitting on the black extended Lincoln, Ji Yuan was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, constantly poking around and studying the decorations inside.
The driver glanced at Era, who had never seen the world before, and a hint of impatience flashed across his face.
"Don't touch it. If it gets damaged, you can't afford to pay for it."
Each of these people looked poorer than the last. Not to mention the two old men, the middle-aged man dared to come here even though he was dressed so shabbily. He was really thick-skinned!
"Hmph, I don't know what the foreman is doing, so he asked me to pick you guys up."
It doesn't matter if you don't have a private jet, you can even touch a stretch Lincoln so ignorantly.
Li Jinggao looked ugly when he heard what the driver said.
He held his cell phone and dialed the chief manager of Baicao Hall who was hosting the meeting.
"Xiao Xu, did you arrange this car for us?"
The driver glanced at the pretentious Li Jinggao in the rearview mirror and smiled disdainfully.
"Stop pretending, we, Mr. Chen, have no intention of dealing with you little fish and shrimps."
As soon as the driver finished speaking, his phone rang.
"Yes, yes, I will apologize right now!"
After hanging up the phone, the driver looked at the three people who looked like they were dressed in tatters and reached out to wipe the fine sweat from their foreheads.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Li. It's because I don't know Taishan. You can't talk to Manager Chen. Please spare me this time."
Li Jinggao snorted, looked at Zhang Dagang and said politely: "Director, these small fish and shrimps have disturbed your mood, I have reported it to the general manager."
Zhang Dagang nodded: "Well, you did a good job!"
After hearing the conversation between the two, the driver's eyes fell on the face of Zhang Dagang, a middle-aged man who looked quite ordinary.
The driver suddenly realized that no wonder he picked up these three people in Lincoln. It turned out that they were the third director of the traditional Chinese medicine community. Looking at Zhang Dagang's face, the driver's heart started beating wildly.
The car soon stopped at the entrance of a large manor.
It was already approaching evening, the lights in the manor had already been turned on, and there were many luxury cars parked outside the manor.
This time, not only Chinese medicine practitioners from all walks of life came here, but also wealthy people who were keen on using Chinese medicine to maintain their health.
The lawn of the manor is filled with a variety of fruits and snacks.
Waiters in suits walked among the crowd carrying trays.
"I'll go, this is too gorgeous. Our mountain simply can't compare with this place. It's over, I don't want to go back."
Ji Yuan looked at the table full of delicacies and desserts and rushed over excitedly.
Zhang Dagang released the power of the divine wind to investigate, and found that there was no trace of evil energy on these things, so he simply stopped caring about the era.
"Master, this tasting conference will be attended by many big shots in the capital. Even the two old guys from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Council will come."
Zhang Dagang nodded, indicating that he understood.
