I will use the land in the city center for farming at the start

Chapter 231
"Mr. Ye, thank you for your kindness!"

This middle-aged man with a shoehorn face knelt down immediately after hearing Ye Fan's words.

Ye Fan didn't react at all, but the two bodyguards behind the middle-aged man hurried over, trying to help the middle-aged man.

"Chairman, no!"

This middle-aged man with a shoehorn face is a well-known figure in Zhongjia City.

Li Guangyu and him were not in the same class at all.

If this middle-aged man stomped his feet, the entire Zhongjia City might tremble.

With such a status and status, what kind of person can stand his worship!

If today's events are spread, let alone this middle-aged man, even their company may be affected by their reputation.

"Don't be like this, I may not be able to find what you want."

Seeing this situation, Ye Fan followed me back and helped the middle-aged man with a shoehorn face up.

At first, the middle-aged man didn't stand up with the support of the bodyguards. He didn't stand up until Ye Fan came over.

"I believe in Mr. Ye's ability!"

"Chairman, since the matter has been entrusted to Mr. Ye, shouldn't we go back and visit the old man?"

"Yes, yes, I still want this gentleman to see a doctor for my father. Mr. Ye, do you want to visit our house together?"

Through the bodyguard's reminder, the middle-aged man remembered that it was time to go home.

And he didn't know why, but he always felt that Mr. Ye in front of him must be inseparable from his father's illness.

"Okay, anyway, I don't have anything to do now, so let's go to your house and have a look!"

Ye Fan replied after thinking for a while.

Then Ye Fan followed this person to a villa in the suburbs.

I have to say that this villa is really remote, and it took more than half an hour to drive there.

Although it was built in the suburbs, the villa occupies a very large area.

It is almost twice the size of Ye Fan's villa, and there are all the facilities inside.

This is definitely not something that unreasonable people can have.

This shoehorn-faced old father is indeed what he said, and he is still bedridden until now.

Even though he went to many hospitals, he couldn't find any reason.

The reason why he was looking for this thousand-year-old blood ginseng was a folk prescription told to him by a charlatan.

It is said that only this can cure his father's illness.

This made the middle-aged man, who was already desperate, instantly see hope.

But he sent many people all over the world to search for this thing, but he never inquired about the news about this thousand-year-old blood ginseng.

If he hadn't heard about De Ren Tang, it is very likely that he would have given up.

After arriving at this villa, they came directly to the hospital bed of the middle-aged man's old father.

But after a long while of diagnosis, the old Chinese doctor still shook his head helplessly.

"This old gentleman has no problem with his pulse condition at all, but his complexion is indeed unhealthy."

To sum up, could it be said that the old Chinese doctor said such a long sentence, which can be expressed in one sentence.

he does not know!

Although he had already prepared and agreed in his heart, the middle-aged man inevitably felt a little disappointed in his heart.

After all, he has already invited all the famous doctors in China.

Such a person is not very famous at all, how can Chinese medicine diagnose it?

But even though he was prepared in his heart, he was still very disappointed when he got this result.

Because he was looking forward to a miracle in his heart.

"Of course you don't have a disease like this, it's just a lack of qi and blood. The quack doctor asked you to find a thousand-year-old ginseng to regulate your father's qi and blood!"

Ye Fan glanced at it and said.

The reason why many famous doctors can't understand the old man's condition.

That's because the old man didn't get sick at all, and now he just lacks energy and blood.

It's just that this old man's problem is more serious.

"Mr. Ye, what do you mean?"

This middle-aged man with a shoehorn face felt a little excited when he heard Ye Fan's words.

Because the quack doctor who gave him this prescription before also said something about qi and blood.

"Uh... It means that what your father needs now is something to regulate qi and blood. Those precious medicinal materials that are good for regulating qi and blood will be very problematic if you eat them all."

Ye Fan's idea, which is to cast the net in a large area, depends on the sky.

"that's it?"

After hearing Ye Fan's words, the middle-aged man was stunned.

"You think it's very simple? Ordinary things that regulate qi and blood have no effect at all. You have to find something that is very nourishing, such as..."

"Like what?"

The middle-aged man seemed to see the hope of his father's recovery, and hurriedly asked.

"Ginseng black chicken soup! Use century-old wild ginseng!"

Ye Fan really didn't say anything, a word would scare people to death.

It is drunk with wild ginseng stew, and it is still a hundred years old.What kind of family can withstand such a huh huh?

After hearing Ye Fan's words, the old Chinese doctor next to him was so angry that he almost pointed at Ye Fan's nose and cursed.

Hey, I, a person with medical qualifications, dare not say such things. You are running the train with your mouth, aren't you afraid of taking responsibility?
The century-old wild ginseng stew soup really nourishes the blood.

But for this condition, can it be effective just by nourishing qi and blood?
The old Chinese doctor didn't know, so he didn't dare to draw any conclusions about the illness of the middle-aged man's father.

But the old Chinese doctor didn't think this method could save the middle-aged man's father.

"Don't worry, my method will definitely work. I will make him a wave of this ginseng and black-bone chicken soup now. After he eats it, he will definitely get better immediately."

Evan said.

But when he heard this, the old Chinese doctor suddenly had a bad premonition.

Ginseng black chicken soup, besides his treasure, where else is there ginseng?

Doesn't this mean that if you want to make this ginseng black chicken soup, don't you have to use his ginseng to stew it?

That is his treasure.

So the old Chinese doctor immediately hugged his root tightly, for fear that others would snatch it away.

Seeing this situation, Ye Fan was very speechless.

"It's just that you can wear it with one root. Is it necessary? It's really not good. I'll give you a better one in two days, won't it be enough?"

Ye Fan really wants to prove what he said just now.

So I started to grab the wild ginseng in the old Chinese doctor's arms.

(End of this chapter)