Chapter 21

"The story began one winter.

I remember that day when it was snowing heavily, Zhang Cheng was still a disabled man with a crutch, and a white bearded master fell at his door. Out of kindness, Zhang Cheng called his father to wake him up. I didn't expect that the old man was a miracle doctor. He once vowed that he would never practice medicine again. In order to repay his kindness, he broke his promise After he cured Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng's father asked Zhang Cheng to worship the doctor as a teacher. The doctor refused, but left a Book of medical skills. Before he left, he told Zhang Cheng that the medical immortal sect had a single pulse. I'm gone. You're here. Study medicine hard and carry forward the medical immortal sect. That's it. I inherited the skills he left behind. " Zhang Cheng's face was sad, his eyes were moist, and he almost didn't shed tears.

There are so many people in the world, but it doesn't matter.

The most important thing is that Zhao Qingyu's eyes are red, and Zhang Cheng has a flash of inspiration. She can't help thinking: does she like this tune?

Just as Zhang Cheng was about to tell another story to impress her, Zhao Qingyu said, "I don't want to say it. No one forced you to say it. I went up."

It's embarrassing, so why is she crying? Now that I know what I said is a lie, shouldn't I be angry? Shouldn't she cut me to pieces with her murderous eyes? Why is the plot like this? If she doesn't believe the truth or the lie, what can I say.

Zhang Cheng was very depressed. When he saw a cup of tea on the tea table, he picked it up and took a drink.

After a cow drink, poof.

"This tea, forget it, is very thirsty." With that, he drank up the tea.

Put down the cup, Zhang Cheng inadvertently looked at the second floor, a tall beauty appeared in the stairs, can't see her face, she slowly came down, oh, the world is so beautiful; continue to look, oh, fate is so clever.

She came down, ten steps, five steps, step by step on his heart, very painful, because of her high heels.

Hearing her angelic voice, Zhang Cheng was pale and weak.

"Did you drink?" She pointed to the empty cup on the tea table and said slowly that her face was very beautiful, a little red, super lovely.

"Sunny rain, if I say I didn't mean to, do you believe it?" Zhang Cheng tentatively said to her, now he has a strong desire for survival.

After a long silence, Zhao Qingyu walked away without looking back, leaving Zhang Cheng shivering in the same place. He suddenly found that the beautiful rose also has thorns, easy to get hurt, this time can survive, next time is not necessarily.

Doodle doodle

All of a sudden, a mobile phone rings. It's Ji Shaohua. It's estimated that the medicinal materials are missing. Zhang Cheng got through without thinking much.

"What's the matter? Well OK, I'll come over tomorrow, that's all Hang up the phone, Zhang Cheng murmured: "the medicine is available, next it's time to deal with other things."

After dialing another number, a man's voice came from the other side of the mobile phone: "Mr. Zhang, is that you?"

A cafe not far from the bar, business is very good, afternoon tea time. Zhang Cheng sits on the wall, orders a cup of coffee and waits for Zuo Kun.

About two minutes later, a figure rushed into the coffee shop. He looked very anxious. He looked around and took a big breath when he saw someone. He slowly sat opposite Zhang Cheng.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang. There's something wrong." Seeing that Zhang Cheng didn't seem angry, Zuo Kun explained that he also ordered a cup of coffee.

"Last time, please. It's all in this card." Zhang Cheng takes out a bank card from his wallet and puts it on the table. He pushes it to Zuo Kun and drinks coffee slowly.

"This..." Zuokun is in a dilemma. It's not that he doesn't accept it. When he hesitates, he sees Zhang Cheng nodding and asks zuokun to accept it.

All right, take it. It's my money anyway. Zuo Kun thought of this and slowly put the card into his arms.

"Do you know the Bai family?" Zhang Cheng said, looking dignified.

"Is it the Bai family who made his fortune from medicinal materials? If it's them, I have some ways. What does Mr. Zhang want me to do? " Zuo Kun thought about it, as if only one Bai family could come into his sight, but I don't know what Mr. Zhang wants to find.

"I want to know what happened to my father and the Bai family. However, we need to investigate secretly and not be known by the white family. " Zhang Cheng zhengse said that he wanted to know this for a long time. No one else said it. He had to check it by himself.

It seems that there is a lot to be said about it. It must have something to do with the contradiction between his father and the Bai family that he was kidnapped in those years. Bai Jia, when I find out the truth of that year, I will show you what is real despair.

Think of here, Zhang Cheng's fist inadvertently clenched. Zuo Kun see this scene, cold sweat are scared out, will not be his anger Zhang Cheng, my God, will not hit me.

Relax, relax. Zuo Kun shakes his coffee, but hears Zhang Cheng speak.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhang Cheng looks at Zuo Kun in front of him and is puzzled. What's the matter? After a while, how did Zuo Kun become like this? Hand shaking, the wind?"Mr. Zhang, it's OK." Zuo Kun breathed a sigh of relief and gradually became quiet.

"You're sick. You have to be treated. I'll go first Zhang Cheng put down the cup, patted him on the shoulder and walked out of the cafe slowly.

Looking at the stars all over the sky, Zhang Cheng took a deep breath. It's so beautiful. Like rain and sunshine, how can he catch up with her? I feel that her impression of me is getting worse and worse. What should I do? Ask for support.

As he walked, Zhang Cheng came to a traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy. It said "qianjintang" on the door.

As soon as you enter, the traditional Chinese medicine comes from the shop. There were very few people in the shop, only a beautiful waitress and a very old TCM doctor. The waitress is cutting medicinal materials with a small guillotine. She takes a look at Zhang Cheng and goes on with her work. It seems that the old Chinese medicine doctor is reading a yellowing medical book. They all have one thing in common: they don't care about the customers in the store at all. They are self-centered.

Zhang Cheng couldn't help laughing. This hospital is a little interesting.

"Safflower, angelica, Achyranthes bidentata, Sumu, chuanqiong, bran fried Fructus aurantii, radix paeoniae rubra, Sparganium, Curcuma, genkwa." To the waitress reported a pile of medicine name, saw her stop in the hands of the work, face a little red, staring at the customer in front of buying medicine.

Even the old man was attracted and said, "young man, yes. Do you know Chinese medicine

Zhang Cheng laughs. He has a little understanding, a little understanding, low-key life and high-profile work. This is his principle.

Under the strange eyes of the waitress, time passes very slowly. After all, there are very few men who grasp the medicine. To be exact, there are almost no men. Zhang Cheng blushed and said, "beauty, I know I'm handsome, but you've been staring at me. It seems that this reason is not enough."

After that, the waitress's face turned red, and she buried her head to work, which really filled Zhang Cheng's eyes.

Zhang Cheng left, he will never forget the last look.

It was a silent communication between men. The old man seemed to be saying: is it really good for you to buy medicine for dysmenorrhea as a man?