I rely on live broadcast to sell elixir

Ye Yao was very casual when planting medicinal herbs, planting here and there, and he still had some spiritual spring water brought from his previous life in his ring. If he sprinkled them, even the difficult spiritual plants could stand up and salute.

The further Bu Zhong and Calcite walked in, the more frightened they became.

The smell floating all over the sky penetrates into the body as if alive. The pressure of work, mental tension, and the ailments accumulated passively in the city for so many years are all smoothed and erased bit by bit by invisible hands.

The two of them involuntarily soaked in the comfort of being in warm water.

Until Ye Yao smiled and called from behind: "Do you want me to be the referee?"

Calcite woke up like a dream, glanced at Bu Zhong, and snorted: "Little Ye Zi should prepare a pillow for him, so that he won't be able to find a place to bury him when he cries later, which would be embarrassing."

Bu Chong hummed, and chuckled: "That's right. After all, I'm getting older. It's better to hold a softer pillow."

Ye Yao: "..."

Both are surprisingly childish today.

The two who looked at each other and hated each other stopped talking nonsense, and turned their heads to look at the herbs in front of them.

"Broad leaves, it smells sweet..." Calcite frowned and pondered, "Pure your mind?"

Before he came to a conclusion, the man next door said in a deep voice, "Soothe muscles and activate blood, nourish vitality and qi."

Calcite was startled, and looked back, only to see that the heavy-duty wheelchair had advanced a little, and he had already seen the next plant.

So fast?

He looked at Ye Yao subconsciously, but saw his little apprentice's face full of confusion. After a long time, he murmured: "Xing... Xingcao, correct!"

A boss...recognizes herbs faster than him! ?

The old man widened his eyes.

Ye Yao looked at Bu Zhong in a daze.

"There are prickles, and the outer shell is hard... the effect should be similar to pituitary bark."

"There is a black sticky oily substance at the root... Chuanmu?"

"Under the sun, the horizontal surface can be seen through, and it shines like a star. The smell of Smilax cocos is similar to it, but the smell is more intense."

"The xylem vessels on the cross-section are neatly arranged in multiple layers in the shape of pinholes, interspersed with off-white rays to form a cobweb-like texture, similar to Akebia..."

Bu Chong spoke at a leisurely pace, calm and unhurried. When Calcite was stunned, he had already left a distance of more than ten meters in a wheelchair. Among the leaves, he could only hear his voice lingering among the leaves, which made people feel uncomfortable. Can't help but be convinced.

The expression on the old man's face changed from distaste at the beginning to shock, and finally unfolded slowly, with appreciation in his eyes.

When Bu Zhong stopped to take a rest, he smiled faintly and said suddenly: "There's no need to compare."

The man looks back at him.

"You are indeed very good." Calcite sighed, "Let's not talk about being the boss of a pharmaceutical company. With your level, you can enjoy the respected treatment in the medical academy—in terms of identifying medicinal materials."

He walked over and patted Buzhong on the shoulder: "From now on, Xiao Yezi will follow you, so I can rest assured."

Ye Yao was not far away, and when he heard their conversation, he was startled: "...Master?"

Calcite turned his head to glance at him, and said with a smile, "You really have such a temper as a master, and you are jealous of a junior who can be my grandson?"

Ye Yao touched his nose.

"Although I have prepared the position of the medical academy for you, in fact, many people in the medical academy are working outside. With your ability, it is a pity to keep you inside."

Calcite walked towards Ye Yao and said kindly: "Tianheng can provide you with more research opportunities, and..."

He lowered his voice slightly: "I heard that the higher-ups are planning a major plan recently, and Tianheng will lead it. If you can go in, it will be a great thing, and it will be of great benefit to your future future."

"Let Tianheng help me train my apprentices." He rubbed Ye Yao's head, and entered the room cheerfully.

Leaving Ye Yao blinking his eyes a few times, warmth flowed through his heart.

Bu Zhong watched him quietly not far away.

Ye Yao raised his head, his eyes brightened slightly: "Master agrees."

"Yeah." Bu Zhong nodded with a smile, "I want to thank him for being willing to send a talent like you to Tianheng."

Ye Yao dimpled with a smile: "You are welcome, I will be embarrassed if you praise me so much."

This kind of days being robbed by the two big bosses somehow feels like being enshrined in the previous life.

He was intoxicated for a while, then breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "We haven't finished breakfast yet, let's go in."

Bu Zhong brought a variety of breakfasts, even though the portions were not large, the three of them still had a good meal.

Calcite unceremoniously finished half of the work alone, and commented: "Not bad, remember to send some to my door in the future."

He looked at Bu Zhong with a look of "my apprentice gave you a few meals and you were too embarrassed to give them to me".

The boss is humble and sincere: "Of course, if you always want to eat, you can take the cook away."

The old man was quite satisfied with his sensible attitude, he snorted lightly, and bid farewell to Ye Yao.

He has a lot of things to do, and it was just a joke to say that he would stay for one night.

Ye Yao packed a bunch of medicinal materials for him to go back to study, but he didn't pay attention to these insignificant grass plants.

The ones that were too powerful could not be brought back to this world. Among the ones brought back, he also collected the shocking ones in the ring. The ones that could be grown outside were justified, but they were more effective than ordinary herbs. I fell in love with it on a whim, and then made something like a dove occupying a magpie's nest to disgust him.

Ye Yao sent the calcite to the car, and watched the shadow of the car disappear, then turned his head, and said to the steps: "Let's go, I will give you a massage today."

The heavy legs have been delayed for too long, and most of the nerve tissue can no longer respond to the outside world, but the good medicine has been hanging for a long time, and it has not been completely necrotic.

Ye Yao is going to use acupuncture and massage to gradually wake up the muscles, and the rest...

He touched the ring and thought of the spiritual plant that was still a seed.

perhaps……

You can try one.

When the heavy wheelchair was put down, Ye Yao raised his legs, looked at his pale skin, and said regretfully, "If only you had met me sooner..." Such a good-looking person can't walk, dare not walk. Imagine how many setbacks he has endured over the years and how much fun he has lost.

——It’s not right either.

If he had met earlier, he hadn't been reborn, so he still couldn't help him.

Ye Yao shrugged and shut up.

But Bu Zhong smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Yes, it would be great if I met you sooner..."

Ye Yao didn't hear this sentence, so he took out alcohol and poured it on the gauze, sterilized him, and then took out the needle.

I have done it several times in the past few days, and Bu Zhong is very clear about his process. Watching his subordinates like flying into the acupoints one by one, he chatted with him calmly and even easily: "Who is your acupuncture method with?" Learned?"

"My grandfather." Ye Yao replied without stopping, "My mother has been in poor health since she was a child, and she doesn't spend much energy on it. My grandfather's medical skills have not been passed on, and he has placed great expectations on me."

When old man Shen was still alive, Ye Huaquan didn't dare to blatantly treat Ye Yao mother and son badly. His childhood was spent in a few years of pretty good days in false lies.

It was also during that time that he went to his grandfather's place during the vacation and learned a lot from him.It's a pity that he didn't get enlightened in the first life. In the second life, he came to the realm of comprehension, and then he recalled it slowly, recorded these things in his mind, and used them.

He recalled, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

Bu Zhong felt his mood, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Do you want to know what happened to my legs?"

Ye Yao was taken aback for a moment, and was easily aroused interest, carefully said: "Can you tell me?"

He has been curious about this question for a long time, but he has never dared to ask it, for fear of poking a sad thing about Buzhong.

The man smiled lightly: "There's nothing you can't ask, it's been so long..."

He looked normal, Ye Yao heaved a sigh of relief, looked at him with big round eyes, and looked like he was listening quietly.

Bu Zhong under his gaze, the images that he originally planned to bury in his memory for the rest of his life floated up in his mind.

Strangely, it was clearly the memory that made him unable to sleep every night, but it was quietly revealed at this moment, but there was no heart-wrenching pain, as if covered with a layer of gauze, he was finally able to look directly at it calmly.

"That seems to be when I was 12 years old... When I was still living in City C, one day after school, my parents came to pick me up and celebrate my winning the National Information Technology Competition." Bu Zhong closed his eyes slightly. In the blink of an eye, I fell into the evening that should have been peaceful and peaceful.

"The accident happened on the way home."

"I still only remember the screeching sound of brakes, the tires rubbing against the ground, and I was sitting in the car, spinning around. When I regained consciousness, there was already a sea of ​​​​fire around me."

Ye Yao couldn't help clenching his hands tightly.

"My parents tried everything in their body ... just to let me go."

"I still remember their appearance and tone at that time, and they said to me in a hissing voice-go! Don't look back!"

He couldn't feel his legs, and he climbed a hundred meters with his hands, with blood all over his head and face.

Even the bodyguards of the Ye family who arrived later, as well as the doctors and nurses, were stunned by the tragic scene they saw at that time.

A teenage child, whose strength and perseverance came from nowhere, his fingers were bloody, and from the moment he was put into the ambulance, he didn't even cry.

There are only quietly meandering tears, and a numb expressionless face isolated from the world.

The room was silent.

After a long while, the temperature suddenly dropped slightly on the back of the hand.

Bu Zhong opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes slowly faded away.

"Don't be afraid." Ye Yao held his hand, his lips were a little pale, but his eyes were full of comfort and firmness, "You will be fine...I will definitely heal your leg."

Bu Zhong looked at him quietly, and the light was reflected in the little anchor's eyes, like stars hanging upside down in the sky, shining brightly.

"Okay." He held his fingertips with his backhand, gently.

This is a gift from God to him.

Those things that should belong to him - health, family, happiness...

Everything, he will take back from those damned people.

Bu Zhong finally fell asleep under Ye Yao's massage.

Ye Yao stood up, rubbed his sore shoulders, took a blanket to cover him, then walked out of the room gently, and closed the door.

Leaning against the door, he couldn't tell what it was like.

Bu Zhong's childhood had the same unresolved knots as him. A teenager who witnessed his parents die before his eyes, gave himself every chance to escape, and lost his legs at the same time...

He clutched the hem of his clothes, feeling a little distressed.

It is still necessary to refine the medicine as soon as possible to heal his legs.

That's all I can do.

Ye Yao walked back to the study.

It took a long time to clear up my mood.

He announced the live broadcast today.

In the past few days, he has lived a stable life at home, watering the flowers, refining medicine, and other than regular physical therapy for Buzhong. He has not cared about the live broadcast for some time.

As soon as he boarded Chenguang, the surging private messages almost paralyzed him.

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo daddy lake? 】【Come, don't come, come, don't come... don't count!If you don't come today, I will take off my fans!seriously! 】Ye Yao sifted through the information, feeling a little guilty.

He made an appointment with Calcite to work in the medical academy next week, and Bu Zhong from Tianheng also said that he could go in at any time.

He was so busy making preparations that he really forgot about these fans who were starving for food.

Only 2 minutes after he went online, the number of people in his live broadcast had already surged crazily, and the group effort stopped at around 15, which was three times the number of his peak.

Ye Yao was taken aback: "So many people?!"

【Father, have you forgotten that you are the man who stepped on the two big traffics of Yuyan and Mumian!This is a trivial matter. 】【Ahhh!I heard that the host here, Shengshi Meiyan, is Yuyan's brother?Is it real? 】【Decline KY!Yuyan is Yuyan, and I, Papa Ye, are Papa Ye. That kind of trashy anchor is all black, not to mention abusing small animals, and even framed his own brother!Get out of Chenguang! 】【I heard that Yuyan hasn't appeared in Chenguang for half a month. 2333...Hurry up and ban the horse forever. Once I see this kind of person, I will throw him a meteorite once! ] It was only then that Ye Yao knew that Ye Shuyang hadn't appeared since that incident.

Tsk, I don't know what happened to this kid who spent a long time on the ground as a cat, and his father who was engraved with the word "scumbag".

Ye Yao sighed without sympathy. Seeing the call for him to open the camera in the bullet screen, he refused righteously: "No, I rely on my talent to make a living."

【Ahhh!Dad, you are floating!In the past, I clearly agreed to singing in false voice! 】【It's a pity not to show such a pretty face!This is the wealth of all mankind!You can't keep it private! 】【I'm not afraid hehe...I recorded the video of my father showing his face in Yuyan's live broadcast room last time, and he licked his face a hundred times every day before going to bed!One book is enough! 】【The sisters in front take a step to speak!My network disk number is XYUDU84i...] Ye Yao smiled and watched them arguing, but he was flipping through whether there were any private messages for him from *.

I don't know why these days, *'s WeChat doesn't seem to be online.

Ye Yao sent a greeting once, but the other party didn't respond. He was afraid of disturbing him, so he didn't send another private message.

……No.

There is also no news of him in the platform's private messages.

Ye Yao stopped moving.

I can't tell what it feels like.

Are you tired of it so quickly?

He still said that he hadn't broadcast live for a while, and he got impatient, so he gave up paying attention.

Ye Yao could not restrain himself from thinking more and more, and his mood was not beautiful.

【Dad, why don't you speak? 】

[Please look at your face! !Is little brother sleeping powder?Internet dating? 】【You are so hungry! *The boss checks the water meter along the network cable! 】

[In the world of Yangou, as long as the appearance is good enough, the power of money is not irresistible! 】【Don't be afraid!Come to a duel!Whoever wins takes away! 】

【*The boss seems to have not appeared for a long time... Hehehe, there is a chance~】【As long as there are no Tibetan wild men in Dad's house, we will compete fairly!Spread your hands~] Ye Yao rubbed his fingertips and sighed.

Don't think about it, even if * never comes again, his live broadcast will still continue.

only……

The chest tightness is a little uncomfortable.

"Let's start refining medicine." Ye Yao coughed, cheered up and said, "Today I will launch a new product——"

"Tuk Tuk".

There was a sudden knock on the door of the study.

Ye Yao was startled and turned around.

He heard Bu Zhong's voice clearly coming in through the half-open door: "What are you doing?"

"Because I was so tired just now, go to sleep for a while?"

Ye Yao: "..."

There is something wrong with this inexplicably.

There was a moment of silence in the bullet screen, and then there was an explosion.

[Who said something just now... Wild man! ?Here it comes? ? ? 】The author has something to say: To tell you the truth, in fact* I have been lingering at your house for the past few days and forgot about WeChat.