Rural Shennong

After Chen Ping roughly talked about his wine making, Bao Chong believed that this fine wine was produced by energy.

He suddenly said: "No wonder I found that your external strength has improved a little bit, so it's because of this wine."

"Anyway, with such a good thing, I should thank you for thinking of me."

"Come, let me borrow your fine wine, and I will toast you!"

After drinking another glass of wine, the feeling that the meridians are being nourished and strengthened is a little bit stronger.

After knowing the energy production of this wine, Bao Chong resisted the urge to continue to meditate and practice, opened his belly and drank with Chen Ping.

When he got drunk, Bao Chong broke the conversation: "Brother Chen, you don't know that Zhixi's pharmaceutical factory is in big trouble, and I'm afraid it will involve you."

"I wanted to tell you about this in a few days."

"But if I don't say it, I just feel suffocated and uncomfortable."

Chen Ping's expression changed: "Oh? Is it something about the pharmaceutical factory?"

Bao Chong nodded, and told Chen Ping about Bao Chengzu's inferior Qinghaozhitong pills and his brazen behavior.

"Brother Chen, don't worry."

"No matter how Zhixi's second factory operates, I will not let her harm your interests."

"Actually, this is our Bao family's own problem, and it has nothing to do with you."

Since Chen Ping first came to Bao's house to see a doctor for Mr. Bao, Bao Chengzu and him had different noses and eyes.

For the sake of Mr. Bao and Bao Chong, Chen Ping did not have the same knowledge as Bao Chengzu.

But Bao Chengzu sneered at him several times, and even almost caused a fierce conflict between Chen Ping and Bao's family, Chen Ping remembered it all.

He rubbed his chin and thought for a while: "Brother Bao, the pharmaceutical factory also has my dividends, so I can't ignore this matter."

Bao Chong burped: "Brother Chen, what are you going to do? Do you want me to help you join in?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "It happened so suddenly, I haven't thought it through yet, and you don't know much about business, so you don't need to participate."

"But don't worry, I will definitely not let Zhixi suffer."

Even if Bao Chengzu disrespected him in the past, Bao Chong still has kindness to Chen Ping.

At the bar back then, because of Hua Biao's incident, if Bao Chong hadn't arrived in time, Chen Ping would not have ended well, not to mention Bao Chong gave him a villa as a gift.

Now that something bad happened to Bao Chong, and it was related to his interests, of course he would not stand idly by.

Chen Ping was thinking about countermeasures, when he found Bao Chong staring at him, he wondered, "Why do you look at me like that?"

Bao Chong said with a serious expression: "Brother Chen, do you like Zhixi or Mengzhu?"

"Even if I treat you as a brother, but you want both of my women, I have to turn against you."

Chen Ping said angrily: "What are you thinking? I'm not interested in any of your daughters, hurry up and drink you!"

Bao Chong took another sip of his wine, put down his glass and said in a low voice, "You must never tell our old man about this."

"I'm afraid his heart can't take it."

Chen Ping nodded: "I know, even if you don't remind me, I won't tell him."

The Bao family all want to hide the old man Bao, and Chen Ping will not take the initiative to contact Bao Weiguo.

But as soon as he left Bao's house, he received a call from Bao Weiguo.

Chen Ping thought that Bao Weiguo already knew about it, so he called him.

He prepared words to comfort Bao Weiguo, after all, every family has several unfilial children and grandchildren.

Bao Weiguo didn't even think about getting through the phone. Bao Weiguo didn't mention the pharmaceutical factory at all.

"Miracle doctor Chen, I called you so late, didn't I disturb your rest?"

Bao Weiguo still has a very respectful attitude towards Chen Ping, an expert in the world, and always calls him Chen Miracle Doctor.

Chen Ping replied: "No, I went to your old mansion and had some wine with Brother Bao."

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Bao Weiguo coughed twice: "I'm in the provincial hospital now..."

Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "What? Are you sick again? This is impossible!"

Bao Weiguo quickly explained: "No, no, it's not me, but an old comrade-in-arms of mine is sick."

It turned out that Bao Weiguo went fishing with his old comrades today.

They say old kids, old kids.

When people get old, they are as mischievous as children.

His old friend has been used to domineering all his life, and when he gets old, he will still be under the control of his family, so he feels uncomfortable.

Going out to have fun with Bao Weiguo, the two caught fish, found an iron pot to stew it, and made some wine.

Bao Weiguo is fine, but his old comrade-in-arms has a bad liver, and the doctor strictly ordered him to drink alcohol.

The two of them didn't take it seriously, but the old man had a stroke after two or two drinks and was rushed to the hospital.

Chen Ping also drank, so he found a substitute driver and asked the substitute driver to rush to the hospital.

"Old man, you... oh! I don't even know what to say."

"How is your old comrade-in-arms doing now?"

Bao Weiguo said in a low voice: "The person has been rescued. He just received an injection, and his condition has been temporarily relieved."

"But the doctor said he would stay in the hospital for at least a month."

"I'm also to blame for this matter. Dr. Chen, can you do me a favor and cure him quickly?"

The family of Bao Weiguo's old comrade-in-arms all know that Bao Weiguo has a strong relationship with their old man.

He also knew Bao Weiguo's status in Lingnan.

Although they were very upset, they really couldn't open their mouths to blame Bao Weiguo.

But Bao Weiguo knew what was going on in his heart, he poked the basket himself, and he had to make up for everything he said.

In desperation, he called Chen Ping.

Chen Ping pondered for a moment and said, "What's the specific situation, let's talk about it when I arrive."

After more than 20 minutes, Chen Ping rushed to the provincial hospital and took the elevator directly to the entrance of the intensive care unit on the sixth floor.

There was a middle-aged couple at the door, talking in a low voice. Seeing Chen Ping's intention to enter the house, Gao Shixi quickly stopped him: "Who are you and what are you going to do?"

Chen Ping said: "My name is Chen Ping, and Mr. Bao asked me to come."

Gao Shixi was taken aback for a moment.

Bao Weiguo said swearingly that he knew a miracle doctor, and his illness was treated by the miracle doctor.

He has already called for the divine doctor to come over.

So Gao Shixi and his wife waited at the door.

Hearing this, Gao Shixi asked suspiciously: "Are you from Bao Shibo's family? Why haven't I seen you?"

Chen Ping looked to be in his twenties, not in his thirties.

The middle-aged man didn't regard him as a miracle doctor at all.

Chen Ping touched his nose: "Bao Lao and I have a little friendship."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the door: "Then come for me."

The couple took Chen Ping into the house.

Hearing the movement at the door, Bao Weiguo turned his head to look at the person, his old eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hands to Chen Ping from a long distance away.

"Miraculous doctor Chen, you've come, quickly, show my comrades in arms quickly."

Just now Bao Weiguo boasted of Chen Ping as miraculous, saying that he can life and death human flesh and bones, and rejuvenate his hands.

Not to mention the patient's family members, even the doctors in the hospital were very curious and wanted to see the medical skills of this miracle doctor.

Seeing that Bao Weiguo happily held the young man's hand, and even said that he was a miracle doctor, everyone in the room, including the family members who brought Chen Ping in, were dumbfounded.

Gao Shixi said anxiously: "Uncle Shi, this...is this the genius doctor you found?"

"My dad has made you so tired, can you stop joking?"

It is said that there is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not fast.

This is especially true in the medical industry. At Chen Ping's age, according to common sense, he is probably still studying for a graduate internship in medical school. How could he be a miracle doctor?

Everyone in the room showed extremely disappointed expressions.