However, the time has exceeded two minutes and cannot be withdrawn.
Huo Yao pressed the center of his eyebrows, and asked without answering, "Is this cultivated by the master you invited back?"
Wang Lao looked at Mi Wei who came out with the plant nutrient solution, and sent a voice, "It should be."
Seeing this, Huo Yao replied, "Oh, I don't know."
"Well, I thought you were well-informed." Old Wang replied.
Huo Yao: "...you never know each other, and it's even less likely that I will."
Huo Yao's words were full of Versailles, and Mr. Wang, who didn't understand the meaning, couldn't see it, so he didn't ask any more questions, and ended the chat.
Putting the mobile phone back in his pocket, Mr. Wang stood by and watched Mi Wei take the herbs for nutritional maintenance.
A few minutes later, Mi Wei walked to the faucet next to him, washed the mud off his hands, turned around, looked at Mr. Wang, and answered his question just now, "This is just a few varieties grafted together. It's nothing to you. usefulness."
When Mr. Wang heard the words, his face showed a look of enlightenment. No wonder he looked unfamiliar, new varieties, and the medicinal effects needed to be studied and tested, but it was indeed of little use to them.
After all, the medicinal formulas handed down by the ancestors are relatively mature and perfect, so it is not advisable to rashly try this new medicinal material.
Wang Lao didn't pay any more attention to Mi Wei's pot of unfamiliar medicine seedlings, and the two chatted casually about other things.
"By the way, Chairman Wang, I've been wanting to ask something. Have you ever met a doctor with particularly good medical skills?" Mi Wei sat on the stone bench, looked at Mr. Wang, and added: "He can treat difficult and complicated diseases." the sick kind."
When Mr. Wang heard this, his first reaction was to think that Mi Wei had some hidden illness, "I know a little bit of medical skills. If Mr. Mi doesn't mind, I'll take your pulse."
Mi Wei was stunned, then shook his head and said: "President, you misunderstood, I am not seeing a doctor, but I am asking if there is such a special person."
Mr. Wang came to his senses, and apologized a little embarrassedly, "There are several well-known inheritors of traditional Chinese medicine in China, such as the Pei family, the Kang family in the south, and... I don't know which family Mr. Mi is looking for?"
When Mi Wei heard this, it was not much different from what he learned on the Internet. He paused and asked again: "Didn't you hear that there are other people?"
Not long ago, he received a bank message that 100 million was suddenly withdrawn from the account that had been inactive for two years.
As for the money in that account, not to mention other people in the clan, even he had trouble moving it.
So the person who moved the money, except for the child, would have no one else.
Mi Wei's thoughts were a little far away, allowing the child to use the money in the account showed that she was not only poor to a certain extent, but also encountered something that required spending money.
Mrs. Wang thought for two minutes, and now Huo Yaolai came to mind. She should be able to cure difficult and miscellaneous diseases, but... the last time at Li Fang's house, she mentioned that she should not tell outsiders that she treated him. He then shook his head and said, "That's all I know."
Mi Wei came back to his senses, the disappointment in his eyes flashed away, "Okay, thank you, President, for letting me know."
Old Wang smiled, "I didn't help, but I will try my best to help you take a look."
Mi Wei nodded, Ye Liang, his throat was a little itchy, he coughed a few times before thanking him again.
Mr. Wang waved his hand and silenced Xiao Xu, then he suddenly said, "By the way, I also heard that there is a family whose medical skills are amazing."
Mi Wei looked at him.
Slag speed. . Set up a card for yourself, hoping to write another six chapters before 12 o'clock.
(end of this chapter)