After starting from scratch, he was targeted by big bosses

Chapter 128 Jimin Hall

Mo Yi: ...

Master just drank old vinegar, right?Otherwise why so sour?
After Tang Xi left Xie's Mansion, he went directly to the downtown area of ​​Nancheng. After searching for a long time, he finally found a medical clinic that was still open, called Jimin Hall.

Seeing her coming, the drug boy in front of the counter hurriedly asked, "What does the little girl need?"

Tang Xi took a look at the medical center, and then smiled at the medicine boy, "Excuse me, is there a medicine box for sale here?"

"Medical kit?" Yaotong shook his head, "I'm sorry girl, we don't sell any medical kits here."

"No?" Tang Xi's expression was slightly sad, "Then do you know where I can buy it?"

"This..." Yaotong pondered for a moment, and said, "The medicine boxes for our doctors in Jimintang are all custom-made, and they are made by carpenters in the home workshop in the west of the city."

"The home workshop in the west of the city?" Tang Xi nodded slightly, "I don't know, is the workshop open at night?"

The drug boy shook his head, "Their house is not open at night."

"Really?" Tang Xi nodded regretfully, "Thank you, master!"

Yaotong nodded, "Young lady, you are welcome!"

Because she couldn't find the medicine box, Tang Xi was a little absent-minded when she went out, so when a black shadow flew towards her, she didn't notice it.

Only when the black shadow fell to her feet with a "bang" did she regain her senses in shock.

The person who fell to the ground was an old man in his sixties. It seemed that the reason for the heavy fall was that the old man frowned deeply.

Tang Xi hurriedly leaned over to help him up, "Grandpa, are you alright?"

"Doctor Guan!"

The drug boy at the counter hurried over.

"Damn old man, he can't even cure a cold. With this little medical skill, he has the nerve to boast that he is the most famous doctor in the south of the city. Pooh—"

A loud voice came in from the door of the medical hall. Tang Xi followed the sound and saw a thin man in his forties, leading a group of uniformly dressed people who looked like door guards and rushed over.

"Steward Fang, what do you mean?"

After the old man stood up straight, he looked angrily at the leading man and asked.

"Hmph!" Steward Fang snorted coldly, "Everyone, come and have a look, this famous Dr. Guan in Jimin Hall can't even cure a cold. Everyone said, shouldn't such a clinic be closed?"

"Shut the door! Shut the door! Shut the door!"

The people who came with Butler Fang raised their hands and shouted.

This huge momentum quickly attracted people who were strolling around the night market. After a while, the entrance of Jimin Hall was blocked.

Doctor Guan's face was very ugly, and Yaotong said angrily: "Your master obviously suffered from pickle disease after shopping too much in the fireworks place, so you have the nerve to say something about wind-cold disease."

Steward Fang didn't expect that a little drug boy would dare to speak out, and he couldn't help being shocked.

"You nonsense son of a bitch, who do you think has pickle disease?"

"You know who you are talking about!" Yaotong snorted coldly, "Don't bully Dr. Guan who is too old to speak out. I, Wu Tong, have no father or mother, so I am not afraid of your Fangfu."

"Oh my god, Master Fang has pickle disease?"

"I don't know which fireworks building I was visiting. When I go back, I have to tell that dead man in my family, don't get infected by then, and I will also harm my mother."

……

"You...you are courting death!"

Hearing the whispers and sneers from the people next to him, Steward Fang shouted angrily, "Come on, smash this Jimin Hall for me."

After the group of "guards" behind heard this, they rushed forward with sticks in hand.

(End of this chapter)