Tian Zun is on the side of the road

Chapter 175
After a while, the door opened.

Under Tang's father's guidance, five more people came in.

Among them were two burly men in black, supporting a skinny old man, who was the entourage and Wu Kang's father, and the other two who were respectfully treated by Tang's father were naturally his boss, Wu Kang, and the undisciplined man. A second-grade pharmacist.

Wu Kang is about 50 years old, tall, with a straight suit, a broad face, a full sky, and a solemn expression on his face, but he has a majestic appearance.

And the second-grade alchemist has an extraordinary demeanor. He is about seventy years old. He is wearing a yellow robe with wide sleeves. He is slightly windy with his steps. Although his face looks old and his beard and hair are all white, he is bright and energetic. In his eyes, there was a sharp and haughty gleam.

"Guys, please sit down quickly, and help the old man to sit down!" Tang's father smiled apologetically and asked Han Meiling to give way, "Meiling, don't let Mr. Wu and Master He see tea yet!"

Han Meiling was also a little cautious and hurried forward to pour tea for several people.

The old man was placed on the sofa bed in the hall. It can be seen that under the bandage wrapped around the old man's left arm, the twisted state is obvious.

And the old man was not feeling well at this time, his head was covered with beads of sweat, his eyes were closed, and his teeth were clenched tightly. It was obvious that the sudden bone injury had brought him great pain.

Sitting next to him with Master He, Wu Kang looked at Father Tang and said, "Xiao Chen, please excuse me."

Tang's father quickly apologized with a smile: "Mr. Wu, you are welcome, don't bother!"

Li Dong and Tang Yiruo stood watching not far away, Li Dong casually glanced at Mr. Wu's twisted left arm, he didn't care much, but Tang Yiruo's eyes were full of curiosity.

"Wow, second-grade pharmacist, master..." Tang Yiruo couldn't help sticking out his little tongue.

Li Dong pinched her thigh under her hot pants at home: "Actually, I do too."

Tang Yiruo stared at the immortal Master He intently and ignored Li Dong's teasing: "Stop making trouble..."

Wu Kang looked at the old man and sighed: "The old man has a stubborn temper. A few years ago when he was in the villa, he insisted on painting the roof, and the servants refused to help. He said that he hadn't felt like working for a long time. As a result, something happened during this labor, and he fell directly from the roof and broke his left arm.”

"I saw a lot of famous doctors, but they couldn't heal the old man's injury. It's been like this for these years, but the old man has relapsed again for some reason recently. Alas, I'm dying of anxiety!"

Even though Wu Kang was sitting there, he was majestic, but the intersection between his brows disturbed his demeanor a little.

Then he looked at Tang's father again: "Xiao Chen, there is no way to bother you here. Master He said that he is looking for a quiet and comfortable place..."

Tang's father was full of fear and trepidation: "Where the hell! Mr. Wu, you are trusting me by coming!"

Han Meiling poured tea for them and stood by.

Wu Kang was no longer polite, and turned to Master He: "Master He, did you see anything?"

Master He had a very arrogant demeanor, with a look of high self-esteem, talking to Wu Kang, his eyes did not fall on him.

"Mr. Wu, the old man's old illness has not gone away, and he has repeated it again! You shouldn't let it go in the early years, you should have found a master of medicine, for example, I will cure the old man completely, so as to save the old man from suffering the same crime again. !"

Wu Kang rested his elbows on his knees and lowered his head, like a primary school student admitting his mistake: "Master, I was the one who was negligent. So, do you think this disease can still be cured?"

Tang's father also looked at this second-grade pharmacist eagerly.

Master He flicked his sleeves, full of arrogance: "Mr. Wu, if I don't have such ability, why bother to go out of the mountain!"

After finishing speaking, with a wave of his big hand and a flick of his robe sleeves, several medicinal plants whizzed out of the wind and flashed on the glass coffee table.

"Fuling Leaf, Blood Fruit, Long Branch Grass, Green Ointment."

Even Wu Kang stared with wide eyes.

Master He was very satisfied with the appearance of this group of mortals who had never seen the world, and introduced in a rather ostentatious tone.

Li Dong leaned against the door frame and looked at the medicinal plants on the coffee table with great interest.

This formula is similar to the Fugu powder he refined for his father, but I don't know how much skill this Master He has.

Master He straightened his back, shook his beard, and said loudly: "Mr. Wu, the old man's state is not suitable for taking the finished elixir. The medicine is too powerful, and the old man may not be able to digest it."

Wu Kang was anxious: "Then what should I do?"

Father Tang was also curious.

Master He said calmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Wu. I have practiced He Fang for many years, and I have seen all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous diseases. Such minor diseases are still nothing to worry about."

"Although the old man cannot use medicine, I can refine these medicinal materials into a paste on site and apply it to the old man's affected area, and the injury will naturally disappear."

Wu Kang felt relieved, and excitedly held Master He's hand: "Master He, please, this matter is over, if the injury recovers as before, Wu will definitely give it to me as a generous gift!"

Master He couldn't help smiling, then coughed, put away his smile, and waved his hand solemnly to Wu Kang: "What is Mr. Wu talking about, I have been traveling around for many years, and fame and fortune have long been underestimated."

Li Dong sneered when he saw it.

Tang's father was still holding it: "Master is indeed a master!"

"Okay, let's get this done sooner rather than later. Now bring the guy and let's start work!" He Fang stood up.

Two attendants ran out the door, took out the guy in Wu Kang's car, and pushed them into the house.

The "guy" is five feet square, thick and solid, and it is not easy for two strong men to push it.

It is a medicine tripod.

The body of the tripod is as black as ink, thick and majestic, and there is a tripod platform in the cauldron furnace.

Under the command of Master He, the strong man took out the tripod platform, placed the tripod furnace on it, and lit a fire.

Master He picked up the herbs on the coffee table, and his whole body was a little more dignified. He looked at Wu Kang and Father Tang, and said calmly, "Please stay away."

"Yes, yes!" Wu Kang and Father Tang quickly got up and hid far away.

Master He stood in front of the furnace with aloof eyes, and threw the medicinal materials into the burning furnace.

Using force with both hands, push the spiritual energy into the cauldron.

The temperature rises.

Although Wu Kang and Father Tang hid in the corner of the room, they were still sweating.

Standing beside Li Dong, Tang Yiruo's face was also blushing, his small mouth opened, and he couldn't help panting hotly.

Only Li Dong was not disturbed by the high temperature. Looking at Master He's techniques, he shook his head mockingly.

After nearly an hour, Master He slapped the hot cauldron and shouted loudly: "It's done!"

The flame at the bottom of the cauldron went out, the temperature slowly subsided, and everyone stepped forward.

Tang Yiruo pulled the corner of Li Dong's clothes: "Go and have a look, I haven't seen any panacea yet!"

Li Dong cursed: What kind of elixir is it? It can only be regarded as a paste that failed to be refined.

Shrugging, he reluctantly pushed forward with Tang Yiruo.

Master He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a smile on his face. He was very proud when he saw the eyes of everyone around him:

"Mr. Wu, the old man is saved!"

(End of this chapter)