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The middle-aged man became nervous. Wang Ye took out a bottle of orange medicinal liquid and said: "This bottle of kidney nourishing medicinal liquid.

He whispered, "What is this? Viagra? "

"This is the medicinal liquid refined from Chinese medicine. Drinking it won't have any side effects. If it's useless, you can find me." Wang Ye said: "Furthermore, it will help you strengthen your body, ensure that you will be able to run later on, or even use your strength to climb the stairs, your waist won't feel sore at all."

"How much is it?" The man glanced around at the strange looks.

"Only a hundred thousand." Wang Ye stretched out his hand and flipped inside out.

"A hundred thousand?" Why don't you just snatch it! " The man waved his hand and turned around to leave.

A young man was called out by Wang Ye, and asked: "Did you suffer the disdain of your girlfriend because you were born with stunted health?"

"Do you still want to be mocked as a toothpick? "As a man, even I can't stand it!" Wang Ye took out a bottle of light red medicinal liquid and said, "If the bottle is effective, take a mark every day."

These little medicine bottles were all marked, Wang Ye said the usage amount, and then raised his head, only to see that the toothpick man had already run away.

Did he spend two hundred thousand for a superior medicine? The price on the bottle of solution had scared off quite a few people.

Even if it was effective, they couldn't afford it! What's more, they didn't even know what the effects would be. What if Wang Ye was a scammer and ran off tomorrow?

Wang Ye shouted with all his might, but no one took a look at the medicine, and no one bought any, only people came in to borrow a phone to recharge their equipment.

"Eat a steamed bun to calm your nerves!" Chen Jian smiled as he placed a tray of buns on the table.

He didn't think that he wouldn't even be able to sell a bottle of medicine. The old Daoist could no longer bear to watch any longer and coughed as he appeared in Wang Ye's sea of consciousness.

"The hanging pot is not for you to use to make a fortune!" The old Daoist said solemnly.

Wang Ye smirked: "You can't take my medical skills back! What are you saying! "

While he was fuming, the old Daoist felt that he could not get away, so he quickly left. At this time, Wang Ye was extremely depressed, why did no one believe him!

An old scrap picker was passing by. He looked at the trash on the ground and immediately bent down to pick it up. However, he suddenly fell face down and didn't move for a long time.

Wang Ye anxiously walked out, he supported the old man and carried him into the shop.

He was dead! Wang Ye immediately took out his golden needles.

It was rare for people to see something like this, so they all rushed in. Wang Ye then pierced the golden needle on the old man's throat, and then took out a few silver needles.

The old man dropped a dozen or so silver needles on his arms. Finally, he used a silver needle to pierce the tip of the old man's right index finger. A few drops of black blood were squeezed out.

Wang Ye patted his chest, the old man coughed and woke up.

"This stunt sure looks like it!" A young man mocked from the side.

"I don't know how to spend money to hire more professionals, but garbage collectors are everywhere." The young woman who was making sarcastic remarks had her hands on her hips.

"Do you have a medical certificate? "In my opinion, it's not just a lie. If there was a medical accident, how would you be able to take it …"

Everyone started to criticize Wang Ye, but he was not angry. After taking off all the silver needles, Wang Ye took out a bottle of deep red medicinal liquid.

"Elder, take this bottle of medicinal liquid back and drink it three times a day." Wang Ye said: "Don't tire yourself out these few days, rest well."

"This, this, this, this …" I can't afford it! " The old man had just watched the commotion and knew that the medicine here was not cheap.

Other than the old man, there was probably no one who knew that Wang Ye was not a scammer. At that moment, the old man thought that he was going to die.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his eyes, much less make a sound.

But now, Wang Ye had actually saved him! The old man was already feeling uncomfortable today. He even felt as if his heart was about to stop.

"How can I repay you for saving my life?!" "I don't have a single cent on my old bones!" The old man pointed at the pile of junk by the door and said, "I'll give those to you!"

"No need. In the future, if you don't have any food to eat, come next to me and tell me my World Saving Hall's name. They won't dare to take a single cent from you." Wang Ye said: "If you want to find a job in the future, you can come to me. I just so happen to lack a helper."

With that, Wang Ye poured a third of the medicinal liquid into a glass. After helping the old man up, he placed the glass in his trembling hands.

The old man looked excited. Only he knew that the person in front of him was like a living immortal, a living buddha!

"This old man has no way to repay the great kindness you have shown me!" The old man no longer refused and drank a cup of medicine.

He only felt warm currents rushing through his body. His four limbs were no longer as weak as they were before. It was as if all his veins and blood vessels had been reborn.

When he jumped off the bed, the old man stretched his body and said with a smile, "I survived. It feels so good to be alive!"

That's right! Only those who have died know how extravagant and fortunate it is to live.

Just then, Ah Sheng returned with some medicinal ingredients. Wang Ye instructed him to go to the opposite bank and take out twenty thousand yuan.

Since it was Hanged Gorge helping the world, Wang Ye might as well give it a try.

"If you don't want to stay here and help, I'll give you twenty thousand yuan. But you have to listen to me. You can't tire yourself out within three days and can only rest at home." The stack of bills that Ah Sheng had just brought was stuffed into the old man's arms in one go.

"I can't accept this money!" The old man quickly returned the money.

"Listen to me, old man, someone in your family needs this money." Wang Ye said with a smile.

Indeed, someone in his family needed the money. It was just 20,000 yuan. An average family could afford it, but in a situation like this, not to mention 20,000, even 2000 Ye would not be able to afford it!

This person was simply an expert! Is he a god?

Wang Ye used a lot of spirit energy to count the old man's life. Since he was lacking this money, Wang Ye helped him along the way.

As the old man walked, he would occasionally turn his head to look back. Not far away, he would directly kneel down and kowtow three times, then leave with bloodshot eyes.

"Granddaughter, you can be saved!" The old man mumbled.

However, Wang Ye did not know about this, he felt his liver aching, and not only did he not earn a single cent today, he even posted twenty thousand yuan.

However, he felt his whole body was relaxed and comfortable. The feeling of doing good deeds was not bad, and at least someone trusted him.

Actually, even if he wasn't able to earn any money by opening this store, he would still be able to follow the old Daoist's temper. This fellow would no longer be good to talk nonsense in the future.

At this time, Wang Ye was sitting and playing with his phone, not far away, a monk walked over, laughing as he looked at Wang Ye.

"Young Master Wang, do I look like the child of a poor family?" The monk rubbed his hands together.

"Scram!" Wang Ye said snappily.

He saw the murderous look in Wang Ye's eyes, and immediately hid to the side to eat his buns. Ah Sheng mocked: "You damned monk, if you're poor, I'll write my name backwards!"