Xiao Yang's eyes were extremely deep, like two balls of flames, burning with a strange luster, staring at Mr. Xiao firmly.

"Hehehehe..." Old Xiao's face turned pale, as if he had noticed danger, suddenly opened his mouth and smiled strangely again.

His eyes were red, his face showed a ferocious look, and his hands were like claws, and he grabbed Xiao Yang's eyes wildly.

This incident scared everyone.

They changed their color and retreated in fear to avoid being scratched by Mr. Xiao.

Even Fang Yuyang, who had just looked at him coldly, had a big change in his face and didn't understand what was happening to Mr. Xiao.

Humph! Xiao Yang snorted coldly, his big hand was as fast as thunder. Before others could see clearly what was going on, he had already grabbed Mr. Xiao's arm.

"Look at me!"

He stared at his eyes and shouted softly. Old Xiao, who was still struggling desperately, trembled and he couldn't help but look at him.

For a moment, Old Xiao's body trembled slightly, the redness in his eyes gradually faded, and he slowly returned to calm.

His head tilted and he fainted.

Xiao Yang's face looked a little pale. This was a soul-catching technique, and it was easy to remove the dirty things on Mr. Xiao's body.

"Um..." In just over ten seconds, with an unconscious murmur, Mr. Xiao woke up again.

He asked in surprise: "I just fell asleep?"

"This..." Looking at Mr. Xiao who woke up, Fang Yuyang's eyes shrank and he was extremely shocked.

As a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, through the facial signs of Mr. Xiao, he knew that Mr. Xiao had recovered! Mr. Xiao was originally blushed in his face, red eyes, blue cheeks, and purple behind his ears. These signs have now disappeared! How is this possible?

He stared at Mr. Xiao blankly, his head was in a mess.

The scene just now completely broke his common sense and his heart was in a mess.

"Well, am I okay?"

Old Xiao moaned comfortably and found that his back was not cold and his body was much more relaxed.

Fang Yuyang looked at him with a weird face. He wanted to answer, but he didn't know how to deal with him.

If it weren't for his knowledge of Mr. Xiao's identity, he would have almost thought that Mr. Xiao and Mr. Xiao were accomplices and were deliberately making acting! But Mr. Xiao's identity is special, and doing acting is useless to him and even has a negative impact.

Therefore, everything in front of him is true! As a true disciple of Doctor Jiang, he was helpless about Mr. Xiao's illness, and he was very crazy.

He kept roaring like a cat scratching his heart: Why is this happening?

"Congratulations to Mr. Xiao for his recovery."

He looked depressed and congratulated Xiao politely.

Then he looked at Xiao Yang and asked coldly: "I don't know what to call this gentleman, where is it?"

Xiao Yang calmly replied: "Xiao Yang, I don't have a job, I'm here to get medicine."

While speaking, he sighed in his heart: The impact of the wounds of the Great Dao is still too great.

Just eliminating a little bit of dirt will cause his soul power to be consumed seriously. It seems that he must recover as soon as possible.

"Uh..." Fang Yuyang stopped, his heart twitched a few times, feeling that he was humiliated again.

I am a disciple of Dr. Jiang, and I can’t compare to a idle person who has no job?

"ah?"

The patients who were seeing a doctor in Bencao Cottage exclaimed.

Doctor Jiang’s disciples are not as good as any idle person in medical skills?

This exclamation made Fang Yuyang even more embarrassed and stared at Xiao Yang angrily.

Old Xiao had deep eyes, looked at Xiao Yang strangely, and said meaningfully: "You have deceived everyone in the world!"

Xiao Yang chuckled, without explaining much.

After chatting for a few minutes, Xiao Yang was busy going home to cook, so he grabbed some medicinal materials and prepared to go home to prepare them.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Mr. Xiao followed him out and laughed: "Mr. Xiao, I haven't thanked you for your wonderful skills for rejuvenating. This is my business card."

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao!"

Xiao Yang smiled and took the business card with both hands.

I glanced at the business card and found that there was no title on it, only Xiao Wenliang's name and contact number.

Old Xiao said: "Since Mr. Xiao has seen the old man's old injuries, can it be cured?"

This old injury has troubled him for a long time. When the weather changes, he is tortured to death.

He has been to many large hospitals but has no way to treat them. He is already discouraged, but Xiao Yang's appearance gave him some hope.

"Can."

Xiao Yang nodded calmly.

He was secretly happy, worried about how to get close to Mr. Xiao, but Mr. Xiao came to his door automatically.

He found that it was not accidental that Mr. Xiao encountered dirty things. Something must have existed in his home.

Although he had just helped him remove the dirt, he could not cure the symptoms and not the root cause. If the dirt in his home is not removed, it will recur after a while.

"Haha, OK!"

Mr. Xiao laughed. After all, there was nothing he could do about so many large hospitals, and he didn't have much hope for Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang pondered for a moment: "But it takes a few days to wait."

He needs to use the medicinal materials he bought today, combined with Shangye Mountain Ginseng, to condition his body in order to cure his illness for Mr. Xiao.

"Hahaha, don't worry, I've been waiting for decades, do you still care for a few days?"

Mr. Xiao smiled heartily and shook his head indifferently.

He took the initiative to ask for Xiao Yang's phone number and agreed to contact him after Xiao Yang was ready. The two of them separated.

When she returned home, Xiao Yang began to prepare wild ginseng and the medicinal materials he bought.

"Woo, Xiao Yang, what the hell are you doing? Why did you make the house so smelly and feel so disgusting!"

The smell of medicinal herbs floated upstairs, Kong Yu smelled it, and rushed out of the room, stood upstairs and shouted.

Why did you forget this girl?

Xiao Yang had no choice but to explain that he was preparing Chinese medicine.

Kong Yu was very domineering and threatened him to put it away quickly or throw it into the trash can.

Xiao Yang was helpless. This girl was crazy. He would not force her to do what she said.

He could only bow his head and admit defeat and put away the medicinal materials.

Kong Yu was satisfied and told him to open the window to dissipate the smell.

Seeing Xiao Yang collecting the medicinal materials and opening the windows at home, Kong Yu gave up, muttered a few words, and went back to the house to sleep.

After collecting the medicinal herbs, Xiao Yang was a little depressed. He finally got wild ginseng and grabbed the medicinal herbs, but he couldn't get the mixture. It was really tormenting.

However, when I think that Kong Yu is not at home often, I have some leisure time in the past two days and maybe I will go out again tomorrow.

In the afternoon, after Wei Lan came back, she sniffed hard and frowned: "Why is it so smelly?"

Kong Yu complained and told Xiao Yang about making medicinal herbs.

"traditional Chinese medicine?"

Wei Lan frowned and looked at Xiao, "Where are you feeling uncomfortable?

What are you doing to tinker with Chinese medicine?”

Xiao Yang explained: "I saw my grandfather's health getting worse that day, and I wanted to make it happen, but I didn't succeed."

Wei Lan was somber and criticized: "It's not me who said you, isn't it good to do more useful things if you have time?

Do you have to waste your time on lottery and medicinal materials?”

"I..." Xiao Yang was speechless and it was hard to explain.

Wei Lan said with a grudge: "You can get 50 million, which means you are very considerate, but if you do this, how can we give Xiangxiang to you with confidence?
Chapter completed!