Elixir Supplier

The next morning, the sun rose and the firewood in the hut burned.

"With this spring and the herb pot is not the same." Wang Yao sighed.

If in the first few in Dali, he also cursed the few pharmacies under such conditions, it must be easy and easy, and the efficacy will be better.

In the mountain lodge, there was a sound of burning wood, and the smell of the medicinal fragrance gradually drifted out of the hut.

The traditional Chinese medicine is added to it, and the color of the medicine gradually changes, and the taste changes.

Take a cup of tea and stare at the pot on the flame.

Time passes silently in the burning of the flames.

Under the mountain, outside the medical hall.

"Hey, haven't you come back yet?" One morning, Wang Zecheng has already come two times. If it is not the same village, knowing Wang Yao's temper, he will find his family directly.

"This medicine is expensive, why don't you have a time concept!" He muttered back home.

"Have you bought the medicine?" his wife asked.

"No, he is not in the hospital."

"It’s all gone, go in the afternoon?"

"okay."

On the mountain, among the medicine fields, Wang Yao put the first medicine that had been prepared into a white porcelain bottle prepared in advance, and then packed it up and went down the mountain.

The rest of the medicine that calmed the soul, he had to be tame at night, so he went to the medical hall after lunch, and just after sitting down, he heard the sound of knocking on the outside, and then someone pushed The door came in, the coming person was Wang Zecheng.

"Is there something?"

"That, my dad's medicinal is over, when can you see if you can give another pair?" Wang Zecheng said.

"Oh, sorry." Wang Yao listened. "He just forgot this thing."

"In this way, I will slap a pair in the afternoon and send it to you at night."

"Send to home?" Wang Zecheng.

"Yes, by the way, give Yi Longshu a look." Wang Yaodao.

"Okay, that, there is something to trouble you to pay attention to." Wang Zecheng.

"What is it?"

"Don't premise my family's premise how much this medicine, I told my dad that this medicine is a hundred dollars. If you let him know that a medicine needs so much money, I guess he will not need it." Wang Zecheng said.

"What you think is fine, OK, I remembered."

"Oh, well, this is a deposit." Wang Zecheng first put down five thousand dollars and then turned out of the medical hall.

"Hey, how do I look at the bargaining thing!" He thought about it when he left the door. He just forgot another purpose for this trip.

I don't know why, he was nervous when he saw Wang Yao.

"Really, let's talk about it next time!"

He is distressed with money, but he is more distressed by his father.

"Look at him, this mentality is completely changed. You have to take another medicine." Wang Yaodao.

However, this time he did not go up the mountain, but directly in the medical hall. The medicines used except the "octagonal paulownia" are all ordinary herbs, but it is not common to Wang Yao, because most of them are On the Nanshan Mountain, in the medicine field, the aura between the heavens and the earth brought together by the "Gathering of the Spiritual Array" is nourished day and night. The efficacy of the drug is not to be said to be many times stronger than those artificially planted. The wild herbs in the deep forests are also strong.

Dali thousands of miles away.

Han Zhigao came out carefully from the house, sweating at one end.

"How are you?" Han Zhiyu said outside.

"Stealing!" he whispered.

Today, they took advantage of the hard work of their older brothers and stole each of the three drugs left by Wang Yao.

"Just like this?" Looking at the little bit of medicine in the small plastic bag, Han Zhiyu said.

"I am afraid that if I invest more, my older brother will find out and doubt us."

"Well, it’s a little bit, you go to the medicine king?" Han Zhiyu said.

"Cheng, I will go to me!" Han Zhigao. "I will leave now."

"Okay, hey, etc., these drugs are kept in ice, so that they don't get there, so they can't afford to lose." Han Zhiyu said.

"Yes, I know, I am leaving first."

"Slow down on the road."

Han Zhigao took the three drugs stolen from home and drove away from Dali.

Han Jia, Han Xing looked at the place where the medicine was stored, and stood there quietly.

"Hey!" After a long time, a sigh.

This drug is what he put, how can you not see it has been moved.

"I hope it is useful!"

When this is the end of the matter, what is his brother? What can he say?

On the other hand, Han Zhigao driving out of the car is very fast.

Near the evening, he went to an unknown town in southern Anhui. The road was rugged and very difficult to walk.

"Grandma's, there is something wrong with it. If you don't live in a good city, you have to live in such a remote mountain village!" He muttered as he drove.

“Miaojiang Yaowang” lived in his own village even after he became famous. He rarely visited the clinic. This habit has been maintained for decades. The Miaojiang generation wants to invite him to see a lot of patients, but he can invite him to go out. Very few.

Because of the late arrival, several hotels in the village were full, he could only spend the night in the car.

Yes, there are three hotels in this small mountain village, but they are full on weekdays, because there are people in Miaojiang province who come to see the drug king every day. The number of people who come here is naturally natural, and Han Zhigao When I came here, I heard a person from the village. The longest person waited for more than two months. This is still what he knows. It’s hard to put on the number. I have to wait, wait for him to be in a good mood, but I don’t know why there is something going out, I have to wait, I can’t wait, let go of this opportunity, and then wait. This is somewhat like a bank's pick-up queue, and the number expires.

"Oh, really, suffer!" Han Zhigao said.

In fact, there are still situations like him. Looking at it, the car in this village has stopped at least 50 or 60 cars.

The night, gradually falling down.

Above Nanshan, Wang Yao is taking the third dose of medicine today.

The medicine that was given to Chen Ying’s younger brother can calm the soul.

At night, I also want to take care of the night.

The lights on the hut were not extinguished until late at night.

In the morning, the sun rises as usual.

The villagers in the jungle began to get busy. The people in this village are very grateful to the "Miaojiang Medicine King", because the people in the villages are looking for their mentoring and seeing doctors, they are not forfeited, and because they are in the village, there are many people who come to see the sick, giving They bring a lot of economic income, which is much easier than collecting land and collecting forests.

After staying in the car for a night, Han Zhigao, who was sore, took care of the box containing the three small drugs, then hugged it in his arms, locked the car, and came to the corner of the village, a old looking old Outside the bamboo building, there are two floors of bamboo buildings, and there is a small courtyard outside, but a one-person high fence can enter in one hop.

There are seven or eight people waiting outside, very quiet, very conscious, they are in the queue, everyone has a bamboo-made sign with the number engraved on it.

"I hope that Yao Wang will be better today." Someone whispered.

"Yeah, I have been here for five days."

They waited until nine o'clock, and the bamboo buildings were opened. From there, a man in his thirties, medium-sized, thin, cheeks long and long, very spirited.

"Today's six people, come in order." The man's voice is not big.

"Ah, just keep one!" Someone in the underground whispered after listening.

"You are content, it has been not seen for several days."

After speaking, the man turned and went to the bamboo building.

"Please wait." There was a voice behind it.

"Ok?"

Everyone's eyes are on Han Zhigao's body. He doesn't have that special number plate. If you line up here according to the rules, it is estimated that it will take at least ten days.

"I want to see the drug king alone."

"Do you know what you are talking about?" The middle-aged man whispered.

"That, can you tell me the situation alone?"

The man stared at Han Zhigao for a minute and then nodded.

"Thank you." Han Zhigao took the box into the small courtyard, then went to the bamboo building and came to the middle-aged man. He said a few words, opened the box, and then entered the bamboo building.