Earn tens of billions in the era after binding the sycophant system

Xu Zishan immediately said: "Uncle, I will go with you to see him."

Han Xinghui came over and learned that Xu Zishan was going to treat Song Haiyang. He immediately said, "I'll drive for you. If you need any medicinal materials, I'll help you get in touch."

Song Ping'an didn't say anything, Han Xinghui and Xu Zishan were engaged, whether Song Haiyang could bear it was up to him.

Xu Zishan gave an order to the space on the road: special medicinal materials for treating pneumonia!
A scorched yellow grass popped out.

"irrigation!"

A ladle of spiritual spring liquid was slowly poured on the grass roots, and after a while, a huge shrub and flower tree full of clusters of yellow flowers appeared in front of my eyes.

The flowers are delicate and beautiful, and they are strangely yellow, because among the clusters of flowers, there is a grimace like Bai Wuchang, almost laughing.

The seeds fell to the ground with a clatter.

Xu Zishan transferred the medicinal materials to the isolation gate, and soon, several medicinal herbs grew to a height of more than one foot.

Seeing Xu Zishan's silence, Song Ping'an said, "Shanshan, it doesn't matter if there is no other way, don't worry."

"Uncle Song, don't worry, I have a way to treat him."

When she spoke, Han Xinghui glanced at her a few times.

She knew that Han Xinghui was suspicious, even though he said he would always trust her, he wouldn't ask if she didn't tell her.

But her behavior of being able to fiddle with medicinal materials for any disease made people doubt her "friend"'s ability to defy the sky.

The car staggered towards Dongpu District, Xu Zishan and Song Ping'an were talking, and they had already planted and pounded the medicinal herbs in the space, and put the spirit spring liquid and two ginseng fruits.

Song Haiyang is her partner, and she is still willing to give him two ginseng fairy fruits.

When they arrived at the hospital, the old man and Qin Yi were in the ward.

Song Ping'an brought Xu Zishan and Han Xinghui together, and Qin Yi felt very uncomfortable.

Even though Old Master Qin told her that Xu Zishan and Xu Minghe both looked like Xu Yingjie, now that Song Ping'an and Xu Yingjie were godbrothers, Qin Yi just felt awkward.

"Song, the son is sick, you throw him here and don't care about life or death? Go and help others by yourself?"

Mr. Qin was so angry that he had done so much work for nothing.

Song Pingan didn't quarrel with her, but only asked: "Have you finished writing the self-criticism?"

"I didn't write it! I won't!" Qin Yi replied, how could she write an apology letter and leave paper evidence, which is a lifetime of tainted evidence, and if the pigtails are caught by others, that's not acceptable.

Song Ping'an said angrily: "It must be written. If you have the courage to do it, don't you have the courage to write it?"

"Song Ping'an, don't push yourself too hard!"

Han Xinghui couldn't help but said: "Old man, it seems that your words are not very effective!"

"Qin Yi, you're on a horse, get out!" Mr. Qin knew Xu Zishan's ability, so he hurriedly said, "Little girl Xu, are you here to treat Haiyang?"

"Ah."

Song Pingan apologized, "Shanshan, save Haiyang quickly."

Xu Zishan saw that Song Haiyang was very thin. His eyes were closed, but his eyelashes were trembling slightly.

She smiled slightly.

"Song Haiyang, how are you? What's wrong?"

"..."

"I heard from Pan Dongcheng that you have been transferred to the Finance Bureau, and you can go to work when you recover from your illness."

"..."

Song Haiyang remained silent and did not fall asleep, but he was unwilling to talk to her.

Han Xinghui was annoyed just looking at it, pretending to sleep?Don't think I don't know you because I'm not happy about being engaged to Shan Bao!

Shanbao only likes me, not you!
Han Xinghui said to Xu Zishan: "Since Song Haiyang is asleep, let him have a good rest. Let's go back first, the house is still busy."

Xu Zishan handed the glass bottle to Song Ping'an, and said flatly, "Uncle, this is medicine for Haiyang, take it directly. We still have something to do, so let's go first."

He left with Han Xinghui.

Song Pingan pushed Song Haiyang who was pretending to be asleep, and said, "Get up and take the medicine. It's the special medicine that Xiao Xu personally found for you."

Song Haiyang opened his eyes, still lying down, not speaking, his eyelids drooped, and his eyelashes fell around his eyes.

Upper beam?The Xu family's new house is going up today?He even forgot about her family's beam installation.

He promised to take care of Liang Mantou for them.

"Hang Hai, can you sit up?" Song Ping'an said, "If you can sit up, take the medicine."

Song Haiyang looked at the green medicine bottle in Song Ping'an's hand, and said coldly, "If you're sick, there's a doctor. There's no need for these crooked ways."

Qin Yi was immediately happy. She thought that Song Haiyang was supporting her, and immediately said, "That's right, if you are sick, go to a doctor. How can anyone recover from folk remedies?"

Song Pingan ignored her, and said to Song Haiyang again: "I believe Xiao Xu can cure you well. This medicine has a strong fragrance. It is designated as a good medicine. You should smell it."

He opened the medicine bottle, and the ultimate medicinal fragrance of ginseng fruit burst out. Song Haiyang smelled it, and Qin Yi and the old man also smelled it.

The old man said: "This is a thousand-year-old ginseng! No, it is more precious than a thousand-year-old ginseng. Haiyang, you can eat it well, girl Xu specially prepared it for you!"

She specially prepared it?Song Ping'an asked for it!
"Don't eat!" He refused coldly.

Song Pingan put the medicine bottle on the bedside table and said, "I'm going to work first, and you can take it when you figure it out."

When he walked forward, Qin Yi threw the bottle into the trash can: "I don't dare to ask my son to eat wild folk medicine!"

Mr. Qin hurriedly picked up the medicinal materials from the trash can, asked the guards to help Song Haiyang up, and said seriously: "Yang Haiyang, grandpa thinks you are very smart and should have your own judgment. Xiao Xu doesn't owe you anything. Medicinal herbs are not just available on the side of the road.”

He put the medicine bottle on the bedside table, scratched his gray hair, and stood up.

Said to Qin Yi: "Write the self-criticism whether you like it or not, you can do whatever you want. I am 80 or [-] years old, and there will be no tomorrow in my life. What do I do every day? do not care."

Seeing the old man go out, Qin Yi grabbed the medicine bottle again, threw it into the trash can, and said with a sneer, "What rubbish!"

Song Haiyang didn't speak.

"Yang Hai, your dad and I may not be able to survive, don't blame mom."

"What are you guys up to?"

"It's nothing, I can't get along with my temper! You have grown up, and I don't want to make do with it."

Song Haiyang didn't answer her words, getting married and starting a family is the most boring thing, just leave if you love it!

"Healed up, let's go to work in the budget department of the Finance Bureau. Although the position is not too high, it can be promoted quickly, and it is the fattest department."

Song Haiyang said "hmm", and the nurse came over and put a needle on him.

Qin Yi babbled and found nothing to say, and he didn't respond, and fell asleep.

Qin Yi went to fetch water, and the cleaners came to clean up the house. The action was fast and brutal, grabbing the trash can, and was about to empty the trash in the bucket.

Song Haiyang opened his eyes, quickly jumped out of bed, took out the glass bottle that Qin Yi threw in the trash can, wiped off the stolen goods with a towel, and stuffed it at the bottom of the bedside table.

When Qin Yi came back from fetching water, she saw the nurse re-injecting Song Haiyang.

A green pimple the size of a red date bulged out on the arm where the needle had been inserted.