Spicy Farming Wife:General's Busy In Chasing His wife

Leave the library with doctor Leng.

Dr. Leng knew that she was checking the news of Bingsi grass and red flame ginseng, so he asked, "how about it? Have you got anything? "

Suhongshan shook her head: "No."

Doctor Leng comforted: "don't worry. After all, it's a very rare herb. It's normal not to find information in a short time. If there weren't borneol and red flame ginseng in that prescription, I wouldn't know there are these two herbs in the world."

"By the way, didn't your father say he had some impressions? Haven't you remembered? "

"Not yet." Suhongshan shook her head and said, "my father's Gu has just been solved. He is still weak. It's better to spend less time, and he's not in a hurry."

"Also, sleepless has been here for so many years, and the stone side has also adapted well."

Doctor Leng said with a smile, looked at suhongshan and said, "the most important thing is you, girl. Grandpa knows you want to help sleepless and stone adjust your body, but this kind of thing is urgent. Take your time and don't force yourself too hard."

"Well, I understand." Suhongshan said with a smile, "Grandpa, don't worry about me, and I didn't do anything. I just read more books in the library. I just don't look for ChiYan ginseng and borneol. I also want to read more medical skills. After all, my brain can't forget everything at a glance. Wouldn't it be a waste if I didn't read books."

"Poof... You're making fun of yourself, girl."

"Grandpa, I'm not joking. I'm serious." Suhongshan said with a smile: "books are protected. No matter how good they are, they will be damaged. Or when they can't be found without the books, it's different to remember them in my mind. I can use them at any time. Just like that prescription. When I write it down, I can't think of another day when I can use them."

Of course, doctor Leng knew that suhongshan was joking with him and joked with her:

"Well, well, girl, you're right in everything you say, but if I say, nothing is reliable. Even if I remember it in my mind, I'm in danger of amnesia."

Ye and sun joked here and soon arrived at the banquet hall.

In addition to Han Yelin's absence, lengwumian and Han Xiaoya have arrived and are greeting the Cheng family.

Besides the injured Cheng Duoduo, the Cheng family also arrived. They are a little restrained talking to Leng Wumian. This is the little Lord of Wuxiang city. They used to look at it from a distance, but now they eat at the same table.

Seeing that suhongshan and Dr. Leng also came, the Cheng family were flattered and quickly got up to salute.

"Old city Lord, miss."

Doctor Leng came forward with an easy-going smile and helped the Cheng family master: "Oh, brother, you're welcome. Sit down quickly. Everyone will sit down. When you come, take this as your own home. There aren't so many rules."

The old man is an ordinary sitting doctor. If he puts his medical skills outside, it is wise, but if he puts them in Wuxiang City, it can only be regarded as general. He shows people some symptoms of head love and brain fever. When has he been treated so politely.

Let alone the old city owner.

He was called the elder brother by the old city Lord. He went out and said that his familiar old friends could envy him to death.

At the invitation of doctor Leng, everyone took their seats one after another.

While talking and laughing, the Cheng family gradually relaxed and felt that the city master's family was really easy to get along with.

After three rounds of wine, the Cheng family stood up with the wine and saluted suhongshan:

"Thank you so much, miss. If it weren't for Miss, the girls would be... Hey, in short, thank you, miss. Your kindness will always be remembered by our family. In the future, wherever miss can use it, we Cheng's descendants will never be vague."

The rest of the Cheng family also stood up one after another: "I remember the kindness of the eldest lady."

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