Compared with illness, most people are more afraid of "poverty".
Sickness caused by overwork is not terrible and can be solved. What is terrible is that you know what to do but don’t do it. Instead, you make it worse and make your body worse. No matter how good medical skills are, you can’t save such a person. If the concept does not change, there is no need for treatment.
"Drink tea."
"Thank you, Master."
In town, in a pharmaceutical factory.
I feel a little dazed during the day.
"what's the situation?!"
Just now, a man suddenly came from the island city to purchase medicines. He came with a car, and the quantity he wanted was very large, and he could basically empty all the medicines in the warehouse. This speed is quite fast. It seems that my previous worries were completely unnecessary. Do these potions seem to be very popular
Then should we consider continuing to put materials into production
Seeing that these newly produced potions had been emptied, he considered whether to continue purchasing raw materials in bulk and continue production. Of course, he has no say in this matter and has to listen to the boss above. Zheng Weijun is responsible for the specific matters.
He thought for a while and immediately called the young master of the Zheng family, the young master he had been serving.
"What, all sold out?" Zheng Weijun on the other end of the phone was also very surprised when he heard the news. When he knew that the other party was coming to the island city, he already guessed that the Sun family was contributing.
"The information is very good. Is it because of sir?"
As a result, the pressure on him suddenly became much lighter.
The Sun family has unparalleled influence in the island city. No matter which aspect it is, this influence is not only in the island city but also radiates to the entire Qi Province. On the coastal peninsula of Qi Province, their family's influence is also one of the best.
"It feels a little more relaxed now."
He lit a cigarette and looked out the window.
It's raining outside. It's snow in the north, but it turns into rain in the south.
It is cold outside,
Today, he added a former partner, who was a good friend, and wanted the other party to help. The other party's reaction surprised him, and even made him feel a little heartbroken.
There was no rejection, but the small amount requested was no different from rejection. This is a former friend. When things are good, I pat my chest, but I'm close to giving up. But when something really happens and you need help, what kind of character this person is is revealed.
He felt that Zheng Weijun had lost power now. He was the loser in the internal fight within their family, and he was the loser. Without the power he once had, there would be no value in making friends and using him, but these are still the so-called " "Face", so as not to spread bad news, so he asked for a small amount. After hearing this, Zheng Weijun just smiled, drank the tea in the cup, said goodbye and left. "
"Tsk, it is simply a fantasy for a person who has been abandoned by his family to try to make a comeback with such a small pharmaceutical company."
He didn't think there was a chance that the other party would get up again. If he made good friends with the other party, what would the real leader of the Zheng family think? In this place, he would still have to look at the other party's face in the future.
"I'm sorry." He sighed softly.
"Come on, pour all the tea. What a waste of a pot of good tea!"
"Master?"
"Let's go to the next one." There was no hint of discouragement on Zheng Weijun's face, but only he knew his inner thoughts and emotions.
In a mountain village thousands of miles away,
Snowflakes were falling in the sky, and it was already completely dark before half past five.
"Wow, it's so rich!" Wang Yao returned home and found a table full of sumptuous dinner.
"Wash your hands and eat."
"Mom, are there guests today?"
"No, it's just our family of three."
"Oh, then this meal is sumptuous enough."
"It's snowing, and there's nothing to do. I've cooked a few more dishes, and you can drink a few cups with your dad."
"Okay, no problem!" Wang Yao smiled after hearing this.
Outside the north wind is howling and snowflakes are flying, but inside the house is warm, delicious food and fine wine.
"Dad, let me toast you."
"Come on." Wang Fenghua smiled and clinked glasses with his son.
"It's cold today, so there's nothing to do."
"yes."
"There are fewer and fewer people in the village." Zhang Xiuying said, "Today, a few people who went to the city came back and said how nice it was to be in the city, but I think they may not be used to it."
After hearing this, Wang Yao just smiled and did not make any comments.
"I think our village is pretty good."
"Well, it's pretty good." Wang Fenghua took a bite of the dish and said.
"By the way, your Uncle Yilong came here this morning and brought a hare."
"What, why are you giving me something again? I just gave you a chicken, why did you get a hare again? Who shot it?"
"He was caught in the ground."
"Really? We're going to the mountains."
Most of the old people in these villages have the ability to roughly figure out the routes of those hares. According to the old people, these animals generally follow fixed routes and will not change easily. If you touch them, they will often follow them. You can catch them by grabbing them up and down wherever you pass. Of course, this requires experience.
"I see that his complexion is much better than before!" Wang Fenghua said.
"Well, he's much better. His illness is almost gone."
"He's almost healed. Didn't you say he had a bad disease?" Zhang Xiuying said.
This is another first and more euphemistic name for incurable terminal diseases such as malignant tumors in their village.
"It's that kind of disease, but it can be cured."
"Can you cure this disease?" Wang Fenghua was also surprised after hearing this.
"Yeah, okay." Wang Yao nodded.
His parents were stunned for a while after hearing this.
They were not particularly clear about how good their son's medical skills were, but judging from the fact that many people came to the village to see him every day during this period, he was indeed quite good, especially since many of them were People in cities outside, even in other provinces, and in villages often talk about their sons, mostly with envy. Of course, there are also gossips, but they are in the minority after all. The two of them are very proud, but they did not expect that their sons My son's ability has actually reached this point, and even that kind of disease can be treated.
"Okay!" Wang Fenghua nodded.
It's a good thing to have skills, but if your skills are too high, it makes people a little worried.
"Eat vegetables."
"Come on, let's go!" Wang Fenghua picked up the wine glass.
The two of them drank a lot.
In the "Valley of Thousand Medicines" thousands of miles away,
Lu Xiufeng was still very drunk today. In one day, they walked around the valley, went up the mountain, asked some questions, and met some people. Of course, Miao Qingfeng was all involved in these processes. After all, the two of them did not understand the local dialect and could not communicate smoothly with the people in the village.
This night, the hospitality was still warm, but this time it was Miao Qingfeng who invited them. The richness of the dishes was a little less rich. You can't be too over the top and be more ostentatious than your master, but the taste was still delicious. And there was enough wine, so Lu Xiufeng drank too much again.
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry for making you laugh." Yang Guanfeng said.
"That said, Captain Lu is such a sweetheart!" Miao Qingfeng said with a smile.
Arrangements were made to help Yang Guanfeng send Lu Xiufeng back to his residence. Then a bowl of delicious sobering soup was delivered as usual.
"Ah, this wine is so delicious, why don't you drink more?" After they left, Lu Xiufeng muttered while lying on the bed.
"Okay, let's get up and drink the hangover soup." After lying on the bed for a while, he just got up and drank most of the pot of hangover soup.
"What did you discover today?"
"There's something wrong with Anshen Lake."
"You can see it too."
"Well, you also thought there was something wrong with him when you came here last time, right?"
"Yes, but I didn't find anything wrong with it." Yang Guanfeng said. The last time he came here, he noticed that the lake felt wrong while standing on the mountain, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"The problem with this lake is that the fish in it are so delicious!" Lu Xiufeng said, slapping his thigh.
"How about you get in shape?!"
"Okay, to be honest, I feel that people have died in that lake, and there are more than one." Lu Xiufeng said.
"Where's the evidence?"
"Same as you, I don't have a man's intuition." Lu Xiufeng spread his hands and said.
"Hey, go to sleep and think about what to do tomorrow?"
"Hey, I'm just wondering, why didn't the person who delivered the news to you last time show up this time?" Lu Xiufeng whispered to himself while lying on the bed.