Medicinal Immortal

"A Heng, what is your mother doing?"

The middle-aged man asked before, looking at the nephew who came out, frowned slightly, and said in disapproval: "Everyone understands your mother's mood, but your mother can't go to the doctor in such a hurry. Then a little monk went in to see a doctor for his eldest brother. What did such a little monk know! Even let him go in and disturb your father, you know your father's current situation... alas!"

"A Heng, you are the eldest son of Dafang. Your mother is worried about your father, but you can't help it!"

An old man also shook his head and spoke, and then asked worriedly: "How is your father? I thought about going in and take a look at him again. You said he is only over 50 years old, so why is it that way! He is? I looked like I grew up! If I can, I really want to go for him."

"San Shu Gong, my father..." Before he could finish his words, he saw the old doorman in the mansion rushing in.

"Madam, son, it's okay. The old man from the Chang family came and brought a lot of people in. He said, he wanted to invite the son to the Chang family for tea!"

"This is really lawless!" The crutches in the hands of the three uncles threw a heavy stick on the ground, full of anger: "He often deceives people too much! Give me orders to go down and beat them out!"

Upon hearing this, several middle-aged men looked at each other and thought slightly, one of them said humanely: "No way, Sanshu Gong, this Chang family is one of the big aristocrats in the city, our family is not in the ranks. Family, fighting with their family, isn't it just a praying man's arm to block the car, isn't it?"

"Then you can't let their Chang family humiliate us like this! Who knows the reputation of that Chang family? Who knows the whole Yancheng? He came to the door twice and again, didn't he just watched..." Seeing that Zheng Heng's face was ugly, the middle-aged man couldn't help but pause.

"Hahahahaha!"

At the same time as a frantic laughter came, I saw a man in brocade clothes and satin at the age of twenty-five years old strode in. The man had outstanding features, holding a fan in his hand, and fanning as he walked. Feng, a pair of slightly slender eyes directly fell on Zheng Heng's body as soon as he entered the courtyard. Chi Guoguo made no secret of the look like staring at a prey, and everyone who saw the Zheng family was angry.

Zheng Heng's face was ugly, his eyes fell on the man, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he looked at him and said nothing.

"A Heng, I haven't seen you these days, but I think you want it too tightly!" The man walked forward with a smile, gently fanning the wind in his hand, staring at Zheng Heng's not particularly outstanding face. A stroke is inevitable.

"Chang Wuye is very busy, why come to my Zheng Mansion to see me free?" Zheng Heng suppressed his anger and asked.

"Hahaha! I heard that your father was dying in bed, and he was dying, so I gave your father a life-saving medicine." He took out a small bottle and played with him: "This is me It took a lot of thought to get it. Just take it to ensure that your father is cured."

He narrowed his slender eyes and smiled unclearly: "How? As long as you agree to follow me, this medicine will be given to you."

"You are shameless!"

"A Heng, don't believe him! This Chang Wu just wants to lie to you!"

"A Heng, the doctors in the city have already said that your father is not good enough. Don't believe him credulously. You are the eldest son of Zheng's family room. If your father is gone, you will take his place!"