Ghost Doctor Divine Farmer

Now Li Lin is in good health. Not only is his physical strength beyond the reach of people, but also his strength far exceeds that of ordinary strong young people.

After arriving at Fushou building and selling vegetables, Li Lin went straight to the hospital, found Ye Cheng's ward and took a look.

At this time, in Ye Cheng's ward, except that Ye Cheng had already woke up because of habit, Qiao Qiao and Ye Ling were still sleeping.

Li Lin and Ye Cheng looked at each other and they smiled.

"How can I thank you?"

Ye Cheng recognized at the first glance that Li Lin in front of him was the young man in the surveillance.

"Don't thank me. My grandfather saved you!"

Li Lin has a push, 265.

"So you come this time?"

"At my grandfather's command, I'll show you! Grandpa said that everything should have a beginning and an end, so I came today! After reading you, I have an explanation to my family! "

Li Lin said.

Meanwhile, Li Lin looked at the ward.

Li Lin has seen a luxurious ward in the provincial capital. But it was the provincial capital. Li Lin didn't expect that the central hospital had a room no less than the intensive care ward of the provincial central hospital.

It can be seen that the identity of the 'hero' in front of him is really not simple.

If you are a hero of ordinary origin, you can't live in such a ward.

In this regard, Li Lin has long been psychologically prepared.

After all, when Li Lin was taken to the hospital by steamed stuffed bun several times before, seeing the strong doctor lineup, Li Lin guessed that this person's identity might be different.

"I still thank you! How? You say! "

"Feel your pulse!"

More than ten minutes later, Li Lin removed his hand from Ye Cheng's wrist.

"How's it going?"

Ye Cheng asked.

"There is basically no problem, but there is some loss of Qi and blood. It is estimated that you bled too much during that time and need to keep it for a period of time!"

Li Lin told Ye Cheng the diagnosis result without concealment.

"Thank you! I will listen to you! Take good care of your body. "

Ye Cheng thanked again.

Until Li Lin left, Qiao Qiao and Ye Ling didn't get up.

St. Ann's church.

The only time-honored traditional Chinese medicine shop in Yang county.

Because Yang county is close to Yulong mountain, Yulong mountain is a natural medicine warehouse. A large number of medicinal materials collected from Yulong mountain every year are purchased by Sheng'an church.

In today's era of suppressing traditional Chinese medicine everywhere, Sheng'an church can still survive. It is entirely due to its reputation accumulated by sincere purchase of Yulongshan herbal medicine without selling fake drugs.

Local people in Yang county have no feelings about St. Ann's church, but outsiders, especially high-level officials in Kyoto, can say three points when they hear St. Ann's church.

The place where Li Lin wants to sell medicine is St. Ann's church.

Others don't know. As a family of traditional Chinese medicine, Li Lin knows more than others.

In the morning of St. Ann's church, only one door was open.

In fact, at this point, most pharmacies in the county have not opened, including some clinics.

At the gate of St. Ann's church, an old man bent his body and sifted through medicinal materials with a dustpan.

When Li Lin entered the door, the old man didn't say a word or raise his head to ask questions. His eyes were only the herbs in the dustpan in front of him.

I'm early!

After entering the door and glancing around, Li Lin knew he was anxious and still came early.

You'd better go out for dinner and come again!

Li Lin, look at the time. It's only 9:30. Generally, the drugstore opens at 10 o'clock. There's half an hour left. It's just right to come back after breakfast.

Thinking of this, Li Lin withdrew from Sheng'an church and walked out.

"What do you want, young man?"

When Li Lin walked out of the door and was about to go away, the old man who chose herbs at the door suddenly opened his mouth.

Although the old man spoke, his head was still low, and his eyes were still staring at the herbs in the dustpan.

If Li Lin didn't hear the man shouting, young man, Li Lin thought the old man was talking to himself.

Li Lin looked back and looked at the old man carefully.

Silver hair, a thin face and a goatee are twenty centimeters long.

The deep eyes are slightly cloudy, which is very similar to the feeling grandpa gave himself.

"Grandpa! I'm not here to buy, I'm here to sell! "

Li Lin said respectfully.

"Sell things!"

The old man murmured, and then his voice increased by two points.

"What do you sell?"

"Ginseng!"

While Li Lin was talking, he took out ginseng from the bag behind him.

"What?"

When Li Lin took out the ginseng, the old man finally raised his head and looked at Li Lin.

At such a glance, the old man stared at a wild ginseng in Li Lin's hand.

"Ginseng!"

Li Lin repeated it again and looked at the old man with a smile.

Li Lin saw the old man's reaction.

With the flash of light in the old man's eyes, Li Lin can be sure that the old man knows the goods.

Next, wait for the old man to contact the boss of Sheng'an church, and then negotiate the price, sell ginseng, buy things and go home.

"Show me!"

The old man stepped over two steps and grabbed Li Lin's ginseng.

At this time, Li Lin found that the old man's thin hands were covered with senile spots, and his ring finger had long gray nails.

Is this man also a traditional Chinese medicine?

Li Lin muttered.

The ring finger has long nails. Most traditional Chinese medicine will do this, which is convenient for medicine.

Some herbs need to be accurate to grams, while the old saying can only be accurate to money.

At this time, the nail on the ring finger works.

"This..."

The old man held ginseng's hand and kept shaking.

"Brother! Come on, let's go in and talk! "

The old man didn't care about the dustpan and took Li Lin's hand and walked inside the Sheng'an church.

Enter the house, turn on the light, and then the old man closes the door again.

What's the meaning of this?

The door closes as soon as it opens in the morning?

Is it the old man's church?

"Brother! Sit here! "

The old man is very hospitable.

Take Li Lin into a small room behind the lobby.

The two sat down at a glass table.

The old man took out his reading glasses from a mahogany table in the back and put them on.

He picked up the ginseng again, looked at it for a while, rubbed the skin on the ginseng with his fingernails, put it on his nose, smelled it, and licked it with his tongue.

"I'm old and have some flowers in my eyes! Brother, is this ginseng planted by yourself or wild? "

Asked the old man.

Cunning!

Li Lin gave a cry.

The old man is not simple!

If you say it's planted, how can you plant ginseng for a hundred years?

The price has the final say.

Besides, for such a big ginseng, would you like to plant one?

"Wild!"

Li Lin said.

These are ginseng seeds scattered in the jade pendant space. They grow freely without fertilization. They are said to be wild without any problems.

"Oh! How much are you going to sell ginseng? "

The old man said.

Although Yu Qi was very calm, Li Lin still saw that the old man was trembling slightly.

What a cunning old man!

This is a century old ginseng! The old man didn't even mention it!

"You always make an offer. Do I think it's appropriate?"

Li Lin said.

His eyes kept staring at the old man's hand.

Just as Li Lin said this, Li Lin obviously saw the old man's trembling hand stop fiercely.

"Good! Since you are so cheerful, I'll make an offer! "

The old man is cool.

After saying that, the hand that had just stopped shaking trembled again.