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Chapter 234 NO.15 of every month, Jun Yan fell ill
Si Yi blinked and said, "Mum, don't you think Doctor Zhou listens to my sister very much?"

Jiang Qin was slightly stunned, "I'm not paying attention to this, am I?"

Si Yi nodded, "Yes, Doctor Zhou and Brother Zhou seem to be respectful in front of my sister."

Jiang Qin didn't think too deeply, "No, Dr. Zhou is very talkative. He should be more polite to your sister, and he is also very polite to us. He is serving tea and pouring water."

Si Yi asked, "Then do you think it is possible that he is so polite to us because of his sister?"

Jiang Qin thought for a while, then nodded approvingly, "Yes, because your sister is Doctor Zhou's apprentice and has this relationship, so please be polite to us."

Si Yi didn't know what to say, and now he was obviously playing the piano against the cow.

He sighed, "Mum, I'm tired, so I won't talk anymore."

Jiang Qin said quickly, "Take a good rest when you're tired, let's go home in no hurry."

Si Yi: "..."

Another alchemy room.

Si Fan personally instructed Zhou Li and Zhou Sheng to refine medicine.

The grandfather and grandson worked together on a refining furnace, and they were in a panic.

And Si Fan sat on a chair, pointing Jiang Shan.

"Pay attention to controlling the fire, it's too fierce!"

"Pay attention to the order when putting the herbs, don't panic to take the wrong one, it will be a waste of time."

"The herbs are added little by little, which is easy to blend, and there is no need to rush."

An hour passed, and finally the tossing was over.

The pill was formed, but the results were not satisfactory.

Zhou Li and Zhou Sheng sighed, this pharmacist is really not everyone is competent.

Si Fan played the game without raising his head, harvesting heads easily, "There is no need to be anxious, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, take your time, there will be another time if you fail once, persistence will always win, failure is success damn it."

The grandpa and grandson who were exhausted to death: "..."

Suddenly, another message came from Si Fan's WeChat.

She killed the last head, then exited and clicked into WeChat.

Jun Yan: [At Zhouli Traditional Chinese Medicine Store? 】

Si Fan: 【Well, do you want to come?By the way, I will treat you. 】

Jun Yan: […]

Jun Yan squeezed the space between her eyebrows, and replied, 【For the matter of the Chinese medicine store, if you need help, just ask. 】

Si Fan's eyes flickered, and his slender fingers moved, 【Ang, I know. 】

Just as Jun Yan was about to say something, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his forehead, as if a nerve had been cut by a sharp knife, the pain made his face slightly hideous.

The phone in his hand fell to the ground.

A WeChat chat page that accidentally exited.

The calendar displayed on the screen: October NO.15, 48:[-].

NO.15 of every month is his most tormented time.

In front of him was a mirror. The man in the mirror had a ferocious and distorted face wet with sweat, and his eyes were red with a redness visible to the naked eye, as if stained with blood.

His hands were propped on the sink, his knuckles curled up forcefully, and the muscles in his arms bulged, swelling his slim shirt.

The white shirt on his body was already soaked, and it was tightly attached to the stretched back and waistline, and even the trousers were dripping with sweat.

I don't know how long it took before the man in the mirror took a breath and leaned exhausted against the cold wall beside him.

With trembling fingers, he took out a cigarette and bit it into his mouth.

The lighter was lit several times before the cigarette butt was lit.

When he took a puff of smoke into his lungs, he felt that he was alive.

After a while, he bent down, picked up his mobile phone, and glanced at the time.

At twelve o'clock.

Jun Yan's eyes were condensed, and the time of the onset was prolonged.

at the same time.

Murong Xiang couldn't contact Jun Yan, and his face was very disturbed.

Because she knew that today was the worst time for Jun Yan to fall ill.

I don't know what's going on with his insomnia. It usually looks normal, but before the day of NO.15, there was a sudden outbreak.

She once saw Jun Yan when he was ill, because he was enduring intense pain, he pinched his fingers and his hands were covered with blood.

But she only saw it once, and the rest of the time, Jun Yan hid alone so that no one would find out.

It's the same this time.

She thought that Jun Yan's condition would improve this time and she would not hide, but thinking about it, she thought the problem too simply.

Mr. Jian and Jian Mei were called by Murong Xiang early in the morning, but from morning to noon, even Jun Yan was nowhere to be seen, and they got a little impatient waiting.

Elder Jian immediately asked, "Madam Jun, have you contacted your son yet?"

Murong Xiang said, "Wait a minute, his condition worsens every month on No. 15 and he hides. Usually it's hard to find him. I'll call and ask his good brother."

But in fact, when she called Jiang Wang, the other party did not answer her call.

She was even more anxious.

This little brat, why did you ignore her at the critical moment?
Really anxious!

Now that Jun Yan can't get through to Jiang Wang, who else can she ask?

Suddenly, Murong Xiang's eyes flashed brightly. How could she... forget an important person? !
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Zhouli Traditional Chinese Medicine Store.

It was getting late, and seeing that Si Yi had almost rested, Jiang Qin was about to leave.

Zhou Sheng called Si Fan to stop, and asked with some concern, "Master, tomorrow's bet is related to the reputation of the Chinese medicine community, are you sure?"

Si Fan's eyes were cool, "You underestimated your master?"

Being stared at by her, Zhou Sheng subconsciously shrunk a bit.

Obviously he was half a head taller than her, but it was kind of scary as if she was stepping on his shoulders and looking down at him.

Zhou Sheng nodded, "Yes, I believe in Master."

After Zhou Sheng finished asking, Zhou Li couldn't help asking again, "Master, tomorrow is the last day, do you want to come for the main needle?"

Si Fan's eyebrows were cold, and his tone was light, "I've already taken the most important shot, and the rest is finished. If you still can't do it well, you'll disappoint me a little bit."

Zhou Li's mind froze for an instant, and he was in awe, "Master, this disciple understands!"

Si Fan nodded coldly, then walked out.

Jiang Qin and Si Yi were already waiting at the gate, seeing Si Fan grinding inside for a few minutes, she was a little worried.

"Fanfan, is there something unexpected? Can Si Yi really be cured tomorrow?"

Jiang Qin was afraid that all this was just a mirror image.

Si Fan said slowly, "After the treatment here tomorrow, take Si Yi to the hospital for a full-body examination, and the examination report will tell you the result."

Jiang Qin clenched her fists, "Okay!"

And at this moment, a bell rang suddenly and hurriedly.

Si Fan glanced at Jiang Qin's pocket.

Si Yi opened his mouth to remind, "Mum, the phone in your pocket is ringing."

Hearing this, Jiang Qin hurriedly took out her phone, glanced at the notes on the screen, and was stunned.

"This is……"

Si Fan asked quietly, "What is it?"

　Just now the writer's assistant swallowed more than 1000 of my manuscripts, and Chapter 2 can't be published. I will rush out tomorrow morning. I'm sorry, my dears, good night!
　　
　
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