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Chen Nan said with a gloomy face: "I've been waiting in line for an hour. You let me buy medicine first... I want centipede..."

"You don't understand human speech, do you?"

The silver-haired old man interrupted Chen Nan coldly.

Ji Yunpeng is the young master of the Ji family in Jingzhou, and he is Mr. Ji's favorite grandson.

Just now Mr. Ji called himself and told him that his grandson was coming to Jishi Medicine Hall to buy medicine for his convenience.

If he has a connection like the Ji family in Jingzhou, his own Jishi Medical Hall might even be able to open a branch in Jingzhou.

Ji Yunpeng frowned slightly, covered his chest gently, and said hoarsely: "You don't need to help me feel my pulse, I just want the pearl centipede grass!"

As he spoke, his breath came out with a strong fishy smell.

Chen Nan noticed that Ji Yunpeng's gums were black.

It was really poisoned, and it looked like it wasn't just a simple poison.

"What a coincidence, what I want is centipede grass too!"

"As a pharmacy owner, you have to say it's on a first-come, first-served basis, right?"

Chen Nan was too lazy to care about Master Ji's life and death.

Centipede grass, he is bound to get it.

not for sale?

Then solve it in your own way!

"Why are you talking to my grandpa?"

"Do you know who my grandpa is?"

The woman taking the medicine took off her mask and yelled angrily.

His saliva almost sprayed onto Chen Nan's face.

The silver-haired old man suddenly felt that Chen Nan looked familiar. He pulled his granddaughter back and whispered: "Fangfang, do you think this person looks a bit like Qin Zhongming's... uncle?"

The woman named Fangfang was stunned and said: "No way, Qin Zhongming's uncle will come to us to buy medicine?"

As he said that, he glanced at Chen Nan secretly: "Besides...he is too young!"

How could a man who looked younger than himself be the great-uncle of Qin Zhongming, the number one miracle doctor in Jiangzhou?

The silver-haired old man lowered his voice: "It is said that Qin Zhongming's uncle is a young man in his early twenties. This afternoon Qin Zhongming went around asking about the whereabouts of centipede grass!"

Fangfang took out her mobile phone, called up the pharmacy surveillance video, intercepted the picture of Chen Nan and sent it to a Chinese medicine WeChat group.

Ji Yunpeng was already short of breath and had tightness in his chest. He held the shoulders of a strong man next to him, stared at the silver-haired leader and said, "Quickly, give me the centipede grass..."

As he spoke, blood overflowed from his mouth.

At this time, Fangfang leaned into her grandfather's ear and whispered: "He is really Qin Zhongming's uncle!"

The silver-haired old man trembled slightly.

Qin Zhongming is very famous in the Jiangzhou medical community.

But recently, Qin Zhongming's uncle has become more famous.

First, he cured Wang Huateng's wife, who had been bedridden for many years.

Then the terminal cancer was cured.

In the end, Xiao Potian, the military god of the Northern Territory, was cured.

With such incredible medical skills, it is no wonder that he can be compared with Huangfu Zheng back then.

Fangfang whispered: "What should I do now? Who should I sell the centipede grass to?"

One is the eldest young master of the Ji family in Jingzhou.

One is the great-uncle of Qin Zhongming, the number one miracle doctor in Jiangzhou.

Both have an unshakable status.

Give the centipede grass to Ji Yunpeng, and he will definitely not be able to get around in Jiangzhou in the future.

But if he offended the Jingzhou Ji family, he was worried that he would not know how he died.

With the strength of the Ji family in Jingzhou, it would be easier to kill oneself than to crush an ant.

Snapped!

The strong man slapped his hand on the table and roared: "Don't you understand what Master Ji said? Hand over the Thunder God Grass!"

The silver-haired old man looked tremblingly at the closet containing centipede grass.

Chen Nan crossed his arms and said calmly: "I still say what I said, first come, first served!"

Ji Yunpeng's head was covered in cold sweat. He was breathing rapidly and said intermittently: "Only centipede grass...can save my life. Give me...centipede grass, and I can fulfill any wish you have!"

Chen Nan sneered: "That idiot told you that centipede grass can be used to detoxify the seven-star begonia?"

Ji Yunpeng raised his head feebly and asked with a drowsy look: "You...do you know that I won the Seven-Star Begonia?"

After saying this, he fainted.

"Master Ji..."

The expressions of several strong men changed greatly.

The silver-haired old man and his granddaughter also quickly walked out from behind the counter.

Fangfang looked at the patients lining up behind and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry, there is something temporarily unavailable in the store. Those who are seriously ill can stay and continue to see the doctor. Others, please go back first!"

Master Ji was in danger, and neither she nor her grandfather had time to take care of the store. It would be a waste of time for these people to continue queuing.

The patients in line had no choice but to leave and did not dare to complain.

After all, there is only one pharmacy in this area.

The silver-haired old man hurriedly felt Ji Yunpeng's pulse and pinched his body for him. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If Ji Yunpeng died in his store, the Jingzhou Ji family would definitely not let him go.

Fangfang asked in a low voice: "Grandpa, what is Seven-Star Begonia?"

The silver-haired old man said with a sad face: "A poison passed down from ancient times. It is as famous as Hedinghong and Wudusan. It is fatal to warriors..."

Fangfang was puzzled: "Why is it fatal to warriors?"

The silver-haired old man explained: "The first reaction of warriors when they are poisoned is to think about how to expel the poison. They will use their inner energy to line up. But if you are poisoned by Seven Star Begonia, the more you use your inner energy, the more active the poison will be..."

Fangfang stared at the lifeless Ji Yunpeng and said worriedly: "Then can he still be saved? Can centipede grass kill Qixing Begonia?"

The silver-haired old man shook his head and said: "Seven-star Begonia was known as the most strange poison in the world in ancient times. It was lost hundreds of years ago. Now except for a few families of traditional Chinese medicine, very few people know about it!"

"Old man, is there any point in saying all this?"

Ji Yunpeng's men grabbed the silver-haired old man by the collar: "Hurry up and hand over that centipede grass..."

The silver-haired old man said solemnly: "Centipede grass may not be able to save him!"

Snapped!

The strong man slapped the old man in the face.

The other hand took out a dagger and put it against the old man's neck, saying coldly: "If Master Ji dies, your whole family will be buried with him!"

The silver-haired old man and Fangfang shivered in fright.

Fangfang said in a trembling voice: "Grandpa... please detoxify him quickly!"

She didn't dare question what Ji's family said.

If Ji Yunpeng really has three advantages and two disadvantages, their family will definitely be doomed.

I haven’t gotten married yet, and I haven’t enjoyed the pleasure of a man yet!

The silver-haired old man glanced at Chen Nan secretly from the corner of his eye.

In front of me is Qin Zhongming’s great uncle.

His medical skills are incredible and he can definitely save Master Ji.

Fangfang noticed her grandfather's eyes, and her eyes suddenly lit up. She stood up and looked at Chen Nan and said, "Aren't you Qin Zhongming's uncle? Please save Master Ji quickly!"

Chen Nan glanced at Ji Yunpeng, who was lying on the ground spitting out foam and blood, and said with a faint smile: "I'm not familiar with him, why should I save him?"

Fangfang was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Treat someone if you don't know them well? There are so many strangers in our pharmacy and those hospitals every day, why don't we treat them?"