Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

"young people!"

The old man's voice was a little serious, "Although this golden grass is precious, remember not to overdose when using it. Otherwise, it will be counterproductive!"

These words shocked Jiang Xiaochuan. He raised his eyes and looked at the old man carefully.

The old man's face looked deeper under the light, and the wrinkles were like the marks left by the carving knife of time, witnessing his countless experiences and years.

His intuition told him that this old man was anything but ordinary.

But Jiang Xiaochuan did not notice any malice from the old man's words.

After giving the other party a deep look, Jiang Xiaochuan nodded and said, "Thank you for letting me know."

Now, the last thing he wants to be associated with is an unknown and terrifying person.

Under the old man's gaze, Jiang Xiaochuan quickly walked out of the distribution center.

The sky outside is a clear blue, and the sun shines on me, bringing a touch of warmth.

"Thank you very much for today." Holding the golden grass in his hand, Jiang Xiaochuan felt a little more relaxed.

"It's okay, this is my job."

Qianqian was in a good mood, with her hands behind her back and a smile on her face.

"Then let's go back."

Jiang Xiaochuan nodded and prepared to return the same way.

"Hey - wait!"

Qianqian suddenly ran to Jiang Xiaochuan, with an expectant expression on her face:

"Well, if I have any medical knowledge that I don't know in the future, can I still ask you for advice?"

Her eyes shone with hope and desire, like a shining star.

"of course can."

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled and nodded seriously.

He could see that Qianqian's love for traditional Chinese medicine was not only at the professional level, but also a love and pursuit from the bottom of her heart.

This warm smile made Qianqian feel an inexplicable power.

Suddenly, she raised her head, with a hint of nervousness on her face, "Then...can we add a WeChat account? It's easier to ask for advice later..."

Seeing Qianqian's anxiety and expectation, Jiang Xiaochuan took out his phone, lit up the QR code, and said with a smile: "Of course, you are welcome to ask me questions at any time."

Upon seeing this, Qianqian's face suddenly burst into a bright smile.

She quickly took out her mobile phone, scanned the QR code, and successfully added Jiang Xiaochuan's WeChat account.

"You can go back now."

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled after wiping the sweat on his nose.

"I'll buy you a bottle of water."

After working in the front office for so long, Qianqian has developed the ability to observe words and emotions.

The details of wiping sweat naturally did not escape her eyes.

Before Jiang Xiaochuan refused, Qianqian ran to a store in the distance.

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head and smiled bitterly. There was nothing he could do about this enthusiastic girl.

Now, he didn't want to drink water, but was in a hurry to go to Li's house.

Estimating the time, the poison he put on Li Hongye should have taken effect once.

He wanted to explore the other party's tone and see the other party's attitude and reaction.

But now, he can only wait quietly for the other party to come back.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at the surrounding environment boredly, trying to kill the time with observation.

However, as he looked deeper, he found that this street seemed a little unusual.

There was not even a shadow on the street. It was so quiet that only the occasional sound of wind could be heard in the distance.

He looked around and found that except for Baicaotang, all the shops had their doors closed, as if no one had ever lived here.

This weird atmosphere made Jiang Xiaochuan frown.

He turned to look at the end of the road, which was tightly sealed, with a huge iron plate blocking the way.

There was a faint red light shining on the edge of the iron plate, which seemed to be some kind of alarm device.

"What is the Huangfu family doing?"

Jiang Xiaochuan murmured to himself.

At this moment, a black car sped past him like lightning.

Jiang Xiaochuan's heart tightened suddenly, and he turned sideways reflexively to avoid being knocked down.

This car is completely dark, as if it has swallowed up all the light, and looks mysterious and cold even in the sunlight.

Under the illumination of the light, the car body reflects a faint light, as if it is shrouded in a layer of mist, giving people a hazy and dangerous feeling.

Anger surged in Jiang Xiaochuan's heart as he looked at the car that was driving away.

He couldn't help but yell angrily: "Damn it, auntie!"

However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly caught the car's license plate number from the corner of his eye.

An inexplicable feeling of familiarity came to his heart, and Jiang Xiaochuan's heart trembled, as if he had been hit by something.

He tried to remember and finally remembered the license plate number.

It was this car that once led him into the abyss of Rakshasa.

The organization that almost cost him his life appeared in front of him again at this moment.

"Why did Rakshasa appear here?"

Jiang Xiaochuan was shocked, and an uneasy feeling spread in his heart.

He understood that the appearance of Rakshasa would never be without reason, they must have some purpose.

He subconsciously quickened his pace and followed the car quietly, wanting to see what they were doing.