The Return of Immortal Emperor:The Strongest loser

After hearing the introduction, a middle-aged man in his forties stood up and shook hands with Ye Fan warmly.

Ye Fan is confused by this man's words. He can't help but shake hands with him in amazement, like thunder in his ears? What's the situation? Are you paralyzed?

"I'm wang Mingxia, deputy director of the demolition office. If Liu kui'an hadn't mentioned you today, we still don't know that you are such a god hidden here."

Then a plump woman in her thirties also stood up, smiling and extending her hand, still introducing herself with enthusiasm.

After hearing her words, Ye Fan finally understood the reason. It turned out that because of Liu kui'an, Ye Fan knew that it must be Liu kui'an who mentioned himself.

"I don't know if there are any instructions for the two leaders to come to my humble abode?" Ye Fan shook hands with him with a smile and returned politely.

He is such a person. If others treat themselves well, he will be polite to others without airs, although he can absolutely despise these people according to his present ability.

"Aha, it's no big deal. I just want to discuss with you to see how much demolition fee and compensation fee you need for this house. We will consider the actual situation of your family and give priority to it." Wang Mingxia sat respectfully in front of Ye Fan and said gently.

Li Changrong also nodded and said: "Ye Fan, if you have any requirements, just put forward them. We will do our best to deal with the demolition and resettlement work of your family."

Hearing his words, Ye Fan couldn't help looking at his mother.

Mother Ye understood and sat on the other side of the eight immortals table: "don't worry about talking, drink tea quickly."

After a pause, he said: "two leaders, we have no idea. As long as we can give us a three bedroom apartment of 120 square meters as compensation, we will be satisfied."

Hearing what ye's mother said, they didn't say anything. Instead, they looked at Ye Fan and seemed to be consulting him.

"My mother and I have the same opinions. The two leaders should not ask for my opinions any more. Er, by the way, I still have things to do. It's the same when you talk to my mother."

Ye Fan nodded, said to carry herbs into the kitchen, the demolition office of the two leaders left in place, stunned.

Ye Fan doesn't care because he doesn't want to take advantage of the policy. As long as the demolition office compensates for the demolition according to the normal procedures of the policy, there are more poor people in shantytowns. He doesn't want to be special. Besides, he doesn't need to be taken care of according to his current ability.

Since they are willing to handle the demolition work well, it doesn't matter whether they participate or not, so they don't want to waste time.

In addition, with Liu kui'an's lessons, I believe that if you dare to take a bad idea, you must weigh it over. On the contrary, Ye Fan's retaliation means must be too much for your opponent.

And he should seize the time to boil these ten pairs of Chinese herbal medicines into decoction, and then make them into pills. In the future, he doesn't need to decoct every day. His mother only needs to swallow three pills every day, and after three months, she can dissolve the deadly tumor in her head.

The reason why we can resolve the tumor ahead of time is that we get 100 grams of 500 year old ginseng from Guan Lao. If not, the treatment time will be prolonged. The longer the time is delayed, the greater the variable.

Ye Fan finds the pressure cooker, opens a bag of three Jin medicinal materials, pours some medicinal materials into the pot, adds water, covers it well, then turns on the gas stove, and boils it fiercely.

When the pressure cooker starts to blow, the decoction can be boiled by changing the temperature for 15 minutes.

If Guan Lao and Guan Shanyue see him cook soup with pressure cooker, they will laugh.

Boiling Chinese medicine is actually a technical activity. The fire Congress will damage the effective ingredients of the medicinal materials, and the fire can not boil the essence of the medicinal materials. Therefore, the people who decoct the medicine in the pharmacy must be trained apprentices with a strict teacher to take the heavy responsibility. Where can Ye Fan decoct the soup in a rude way like this?

Ye Fan has his own reason for doing so. The herbs used to boil the decoction are common herbs. For example, precious herbs over a hundred years have not been thrown in. Instead, they are picked out. After they are fried, they are ground into powder. When making pills, they are mixed into the Decoction, and then added with red sugar and honey. Finally, they are made into pills with strong medicinal aroma.

There was no problem in the boiling process. After the preparation of the decoction, the finished pill was made. This process was a little troublesome and trivial, but in front of him, the emperor of Taoism, he still picked it up easily.

An hour later, the first pot of pills was finished. When ye fan saw a dozen or so black pills about the size of pigeon eggs in the big pot, he wiped the sweat on his forehead happily, picked up a pill and smelled it. His eyes relaxed, his spirit was clear, and his mouth turned up, showing a charming smile.

"Xiaofan, what are you doing, so fragrant?"

At this time, mother Ye finally sent away the two directors of the demolition office, and then came to the kitchen. When she smelled the strong and sweet smell of the medicine, she felt refreshed.

Ye Fan took the pill and sent it to his mother's mouth. He said with a smile, "Mom, this is the pill that I made for you to recuperate your body. Eat it quickly, and then take three pills every day. I promise you will return to ten years ago in three months."

"Poof! Silly child, how can it be so magical, but my mother is really happy. " Hearing her son's words, mother Ye couldn't help laughing and said, "how can I take this medicine?"

"Just chew it in your mouth and swallow it."

"Well, it's delicious. It's not bitter at all... Ah... It's so bitter and spicy... Xiao Fan, give me water quickly."

At first, mother Ye's mouth was full of sweetness, but in a few seconds, it was full of bitterness. She took a cup of water from Ye Fan and drank it without hesitation.

After a cup of water, a stream of heat rises in mother Ye's stomach, and then spreads to her whole body.

Lanxi only felt hot and dry, sweating and heavy eyelids. Before she knew what was going on, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ye Fan knew that his mother would behave like this. He helped his mother back to the bedroom and settled her. Then he went back to the kitchen and continued to cook the remaining herbs.

The next day, when a ray of sunlight projected from the broken mud wall, Ye Fan finally finished refining more than ten bags of Chinese herbal medicine.

Seeing that the big glass jar was full of black pills, the fatigue on his face suddenly dissipated, and then he walked out of the kitchen with the jar in his arms.

There are nearly 200 pills in this jar, which is enough to treat mother's brain cancer, and father and sister can also eat it. This is a simplified version of xiaohuandan. Its function is to comprehensively regulate the body. You can eat it if you are sick or not. The more you eat, the better your body will be. There will be no side effects.

As for himself, he doesn't need to take medicine. He can be reborn as long as he works hard.

After putting the jar on the eight immortals table, Ye Fan went to see her mother. She saw that she was still asleep, so she couldn't help but bring it to her door. Then she went back to her bedroom and sat cross legged, running "nine turn Wuji Gong" to practice and regulate her breath.

When a big Sunday is over, Ye Fan stops practicing. When he opens his star eyes, the fatigue and collapse of his whole body have completely disappeared. Not only that, he also feels that there is a little more true Qi in Dantian. Although it is rare, it makes Ye Fan very happy and excited.

"Ah..."

Just as he felt the change in his body, a woman screamed.

Ye Fan was surprised, and the lightning flashed out of the bedroom. When he saw his mother standing in front of the mirror in panic, he couldn't help but have black lines all over his head.

"Xiaofan, I'm all black and smelly. What's the matter?" Lanxi heard the movement, suddenly turned back, saw his son came, and immediately asked in panic.

"Mom, don't panic. It's all toxins discharged from your body. It's a normal phenomenon. Just wash it quickly."

Hearing his son's words, Lan Xi took a long breath and rushed into the washroom like the wind.

Seeing his mother's appearance, Ye Fan shakes his head in a funny way, and then goes into the kitchen to make breakfast.

When he made two bowls of delicious egg noodles, Lanxi came out of the washroom.

"Mom, come to dinner." Ye Fan hears the sound of opening the door, can't help shouting.

"Here we are."

Blue Xi should a, still some reluctant to leave the mirror.

When she took a bath and stood in front of the mirror, she was shocked by her radiant face.

It turns out that haggard and old skin is red and moist, delicate and elastic to the touch, and even the crow's feet covered by the corners of the eyes are much lighter.

Not to mention her own body, she knows best that since her son fell asleep and paralyzed, she has never been as relaxed and energetic as she is today. It is not too much to say that she is ten years younger.

For this reason, she was completely shocked by her son's medical skills and felt extremely unreal. She couldn't help pinching her face. The pain from her heart made her realize the reality that she was not dreaming. All this was true.

Lan Xi tidies up his clothes and comes to the eight immortals table. When he sees the egg noodles made by his son, his beautiful eyes are suddenly misty. He can't help but cry with joy.

"What's the matter with you, Ma?" Ye Fan saw that his mother shed tears for no reason, and asked while he took out a tissue and handed it to his mother.

Blue Xi quickly wipe dry tears, wry smile way: "nothing, nothing, I am too happy."

"Well, let's eat it quickly. It's not delicious when the noodles melt." Ye Fan saw that his mother was all right, and immediately put down his heart.

Lan Xi sat down and finally calmed down. Eating noodles, he said: "Xiaofan, as you say, take three pills every day. Isn't it that my mother can't do anything and sleep at home every day?"

"Poof!"

Ye fan can't help laughing and almost spits out the noodles that he eats into his mouth.

"What are you laughing at when you are so unruly?" Lanxi see Ye Fan almost choked, angry tunnel.

"Mom, what do you think? You won't be able to eat it in the future." Ye Fan put away funny, serious tunnel.

What Ye Fan said is right. The reason why Lan Xi slept for more than ten hours after taking the pill and excreted so many black toxins is that her body had been in extreme imbalance of yin and Yang for a long time, accumulated a lot of toxins, and only after being tempered with strong medicine did she fall asleep.

In the future, the body will enter the state of fine-tuning Yin and Yang. Detoxification and beautification are weak. It will never be as obvious as today. Most of the drugs will focus on dissolving the tumor.