Beauty's Personal Physician

"Boss, go find a seat by yourself, we are not at the same table!" Liu Xing spread his hands to Yang Di and smiled.

Both he and Gongsun Hao are relatives of his cousin Liu Dan, so they will naturally be arranged in the relative seat.

"Well, let's go." Yang Di glanced at his invitation card and walked towards the table.

After coming over, Yang Di passed a big table, where Ye Tianfeng, Zhang Fang, Liao Tingting and others were already seated, and when they saw someone, they all said hello.

This table is mainly the executives and directors of Tianyun Group.

It stands to reason that he should also sit at this table, but Yang Di glanced at the invitation, it was not here, but the table in the very corner of the hotel.

Nima, this is definitely intentional!

"Mr. Yang, aren't you at this table?" Seeing him leaving, Ye Tianfeng was surprised.

"Yes." Yang Di said angrily.

On a seat at this table, another vice president of the group, Xu Jia, smiled smugly, as if he had known about this for a long time.

This guy is Zhuge Yu's confidant.

Over there, the old chairman, Shang Pengjun, was arranged to sit at the same table with many bigwigs, including Xie Yingkai, the major shareholder of City of Angels.

The latter was quite surprised to see that Zhuge Yu didn't arrange Yang Di to that table, but although this is his territory right now, it's someone else's wedding after all, so he can't say much.

The old man Shang Pengjun agreed to be deeply surprised. First of all, this guy finally appeared. In my impression, this guy hadn’t been to the company for several months. Secondly, as the representative of Zhao’s consortium, President Zhuge Yu didn’t have a good life. The reception is really a bit unreasonable.

The old man knew that in the group, the relationship between the two was not harmonious, but as far as this matter was concerned, what Zhuge Yu did was biased.

Yang Di himself was also very depressed. After he found a seat, the table he sat at was not only remote, but in a corner of the wall, and there were 12 people in a table, all of whom were strangers, without a single familiar face.

"I'll go." Yang Di complained instantly, that guy really wanted to snub him on purpose.

But soon, Yang Di noticed that it didn't seem that simple. After he sat down, he smelled a faint herbal smell here.

He looked around a table of people calmly, and finally his eyes fell on an old man about five or sixty years old with a dull expression.

This person's face was wrinkled. Although he was wearing a suit, it was obviously out of tune, and he couldn't hide his rustic look. He obviously had very little contact with this kind of high society.

Although the smell is very faint, but Yang Di, who has received the true teaching of his ancestors, can still be sure that the herbal smell emanates from this person, and the herbal smell is different from ordinary old Chinese medicine practitioners.

This made Yang Di secretly vigilant in an instant. He guessed that Zhuge Yu arranged himself here not only to be snubbed, but perhaps with malicious intentions.

At about eight o'clock, the wedding officially began. On the high platform, Zhuge Yu and his wife invited a well-known radio host to act as the master of ceremonies tonight. The whole process was glamorous, just like a high-end party .

When Yang Di looked around, he also saw the old man Liu Zhengqing and the old principal Gongsun, and he sighed instantly.

I haven't seen you for a long time, maybe I should go over and say hello to the two old people later.

On the stage, the old man Liu Zhengqing and other elders all went up to send blessings to the couple. Under the emcee's hard work, Liu Dan's aloof and big-breasted girl also shed tears.

It is said that women are emotional animals, and it is true.

Yang Di didn't bother to care about this, he sat here idly, he didn't know anyone at the table anyway, and he had nothing to talk about.

Soon after, the ceremony was over and the wedding reception officially began.

A series of high-end dishes were served on the table one after another. Because there were too many seats, Yang Di and his table were in the corner. When it was their turn to serve the table, the guests at some tables had already eaten half of it. up.

On the large round table covered with a white tablecloth, every dish is exquisite and placed on a glass turntable.

The people at this table moved their chopsticks one after another after being polite to each other. Some people were obviously hungry. They were reserved at first, but then they ate quickly.

The same is true for Yang Di, he wants to finish the meal, and of course, there is a link where the newlyweds toast to the guests.

According to the wedding habits of modern cities, this kind of toast will be carried out uniformly on the stage by the bride and groom, and it will no longer be like a table-by-table toast in the countryside.

But unexpectedly, Zhuge Yu and his wife chose to toast in order.

"Damn it, there are so many tables, how long will it take?" Yang Di was in a mess for a moment, not knowing what medicine the couple had taken to do this.

Of course, this can indeed show respect for the guests, but it's too much trouble, the table at the head doesn't matter, the people behind will have to wait until the year of the monkey.

Yang Di believed that this guy was definitely intentional, and he really wanted to leave, but over there, the old man Liu Zhengqing and the old principal Gongsun also saw him and nodded to him. A little disrespectful to the elders.

Immediately, Yang Di could only keep a dark face, playing with his mobile phone, and waiting slowly.

Sure enough, it took more than an hour to make a fuss, some guests had already left, and the people behind were still waiting.

Out of politeness, even if they had already eaten, everyone waited patiently for the bride and groom to toast one by one.

When the couple toasted to this table, it was past ten o'clock, and some people at this table were almost asleep.

"Everyone, I am very sorry to keep you waiting for so long!"

Zhuge Yu smiled sincerely, and then he and his wife Liu Dan delivered the wine glasses prepared by the maid next to them to the guests at this table one by one.

Yang Di took the wine glass handed over by this guy, looking a little listless, and then followed the crowd and stood up.

During the toast, Liu Dan changed into another white dress, which was full of the glamorous temperament of a newlywed wife. Seeing this guy waiting in a panic, he felt relieved, he deserved it!

"President Zhuge, you're fine for coming so late!" At this moment, the rustic old man stood up suddenly, held up the wine glass, handed it to Zhuge Yu, and asked for a fine with a smile. The reason was quite good.

"Hehe, it should be, it should be." Zhuge Yu smiled and accepted it readily. In fact, there were many people who wanted to punish him for toasting to the seats in the back just now. Who made him toss so late.

However, just as Zhuge Yu stretched out his hand, before he took the glass of red wine, a white wrist suddenly stretched out.

"My husband has already had several drinks today, so let me do it for you." Liu Dan looked very considerate, smiling, broke the glass, and drank it.

Zhuge Yu did drink a lot just now, so when she saw that someone was going to drink as a fine, she was secretly annoyed, and at the same time decided to help block it.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, even Zhuge Yu himself did not expect that his wife Liu Dan would suddenly stand up to block the wine, and drank it as soon as he took it.

In fact, Liu Dan was afraid that the guest would disagree, so he did it first as a respect!

In an instant, the complexions of Zhuge Yu and the old man of the soil turtle changed suddenly.

At the same time, Yang Di, this stupid woman, whose expression changed slightly...

The sudden scene obviously exceeded Zhuge Yu's expectations, but after a brief moment of astonishment, Zhuge Yu realized something, and quickly toasted to everyone.

Yang Di didn't talk nonsense, and happily drank his own cup, and he seemed to be drowsy and drunk.

After Yang Di drank the wine, Zhuge Yu and the old man had a flash of complacency in their eyes.

"Director Yang, I think you can't drink enough, do you want to stay here tonight?" Zhuge Yu smiled gently and greeted Yang Di very politely.

"Ha, okay." Yang Di yawned, but he didn't object, he was indeed too sleepy.

Zhuge Yu beckoned someone to send Yang Di upstairs, while the old man on the opposite side gave him a wink, and Zhuge Yu nodded secretly in response.

……

With the support of two bodyguards in black, Yang Di was sent to a room that had been prepared upstairs, and fell down on the sofa, drunk.

One of the bodyguards stepped forward to put his finger on his neck, tested it, and showed a sneer.

"The ghost doctor really lives up to his reputation. This fascinated soul is scattered, and he is so amazing. Even if this kid is a pharmacist, he stumbled and was brought here obediently. If he had known this, he wouldn't have to be as cautious as before!" The middle-aged bodyguard also smiled cruelly.

"Although something went wrong, I believe that President Zhuge can take care of his lovely wife. Well, this kid has a very high level of cultivation, and the worms are in his body. It is difficult for him to hatch by himself. Hurry up and light the bone-eroding musk. All the power is gone."

The person who went up to test it snorted seriously, and then the two carefully took out a small incense burner from their pockets, lit it, and quickly left.

That thing is very powerful, if they stay, it will hurt their own foundation.

The room was soon filled with smoke.

The moment the two of them went out, Yang Di's heavy eyelids suddenly opened. Although the whole person was motionless, in his belly, a elixir wrapped in a green flame was rapidly refining.

At the same time, he glanced at the small incense burner on the coffee table, and with a movement of his soul power, he extinguished it.

"Ecstasy and Yousan, as well as bone-eroding musk, are taboo things. Those guys really spent a lot of money."

An old man's voice rang in Yang Di's ears. It was Taoist Qingzhong, but Yang Di was the only one in the room.

"Fortunately, I know how to distinguish the subtle fluctuations of herbs, otherwise, after the old soil turtle concealed his breath, I'm afraid even I would stumble." Yang Di adjusted his breath, gradually recovered his strength, and his eyes were a little cold.

Now, he can be sure that that old vulture is by no means an ordinary person, he should be an extremely rare poison doctor, and his methods are very clever.

Even he, who is a master of alchemy, almost fell for it.