Quick Transmigration: Male God, why are you blackened again?

"Huh?" Qin Ge was puzzled, thinking, pay?He didn't do anything.

Seemingly seeing the young man's confusion, Huo Beiyuan reminded him concisely: "The deposit for the treatment of the leg."

Qin Ge, "It's not the agreed debt payment..."

He still owes Huo Beiyuan 200 million yuan, and he agreed to heal his legs to offset the 200 million yuan debt.

Huo Beiyuan stretched out his fingers and hooked Qin Ge, telling him to come over. After Qin Ge came over, the man pinched his face, "Little friend, do you think uncle's legs are worth 200 million?"

Qin Ge whose face was pinched, "..."

Huo Beiyuan said, "Uncle's worth is not so cheap."

Although Qin Ge felt very upset about being pinched in the face, but because someone is rich and powerful, he doesn't have to be polite.

To be honest, in a certain ancient plane, he was a miracle doctor, and even the emperor offered him [-] points of courtesy when he was asked to cure illnesses and save lives.

Treat Huo Beiyuan's leg, even if he takes out the black card, it will definitely not be a loss.

Therefore, Qin Ge received the black card without any psychological burden.

It was also decided to put Huo Beiyuan's leg treatment on the agenda as soon as possible.

It happened that all the medicinal materials were sent to Jiyuan.

Qin Ge went to the warehouse to check the quality of the medicinal materials. They were well preserved, and the age and medicinal properties met his requirements. Huichuntang really lived up to its reputation.

This also proves that he has the right vision in choosing to cooperate with Huichuntang.

At least there is no need to worry about cutting corners and shoddy, which will affect the reputation of what he will do in the future.

Qin Ge nodded inwardly, and then he stretched out his hand to grab the medicinal materials.

Even the master craftsmen who have worked in Huichuntang for decades dare not grab the medicine with bare hands, and have to measure the amount of each medicinal material by small scales, for fear of irreparable consequences caused by lack of catties or taels.

Because traditional Chinese medicine is very mysterious, the medicinal properties of each herb are matched with each other and achieve each other. A little less may be a good prescription for saving people and curing diseases, and a little more may be a medicine for tigers and wolves who murder and kill people. Therefore, we have to be cautious in the amount. Be more careful.

However, the boy grabbed the medicine with bare hands.

If Dr. Jiang of Huichun Hall saw this scene, his jaw would drop in shock, because the young man reached out to grab the herbs, no more, no less, exactly the weight he wanted.

What is weighed by a scale may not be as accurate as him.

It took a few minutes to prepare a pair of medicinal materials before Qin Ge walked out of the warehouse where the medicinal materials were kept.

In the ranking of medicinal effects, elixirs are the best, followed by decoctions and fumigation.

A small pill can concentrate the essence of medicinal materials and lock them in.Of course, it is also the most test of the alchemist's level of control over the heat, because if one is not careful, a furnace of elixir will be destroyed, burned to ashes, and there is even the danger of the elixir furnace bursting.

Qin Ge knows how to practice alchemy. For a god-level pharmacist in a fantasy continent, it is not difficult to refine top-grade detoxification pills. The body may not be able to withstand the energy contained in the pill.

Therefore, Qin Ge felt that it was better to proceed step by step, and chose the method of fumigation to force the poison out.

He told Aunt Yun what he needed, and within an hour, Aunt Yun had already prepared it. The size, model, and shape of the fumigation barrel were exactly the same as Qin Ge's requirements.

Burning charcoal was set up under the fumigation barrel. He abandoned the more convenient electric heating and adopted the most primitive method. Even the charcoal was made of rosewood according to Qin Ge's requirements.

Charcoal was burning.

The room was hot as a stove.

There was a strong and simple smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the air.

Qin Ge pushed Huo Beiyuan inside, and a wave of heat rushed towards him.

Huo Beiyuan glanced at the furnishings in the fumigation room, raised his eyebrows, "Little friend, don't you plan to explain?"

Qin Ge decided that it was necessary to popularize science for him, so he raised his posture... No, knowledge.

He said, "Fumigation is one of the common detoxification methods in Chinese medicine."

"so?"

"So Uncle Huo, take off your clothes and sit in."

As he spoke, the boy looked pure and innocent.

The big villain is worthy of being a big villain. Hearing this, his face didn't even change. While unbuttoning his shirt, he asked slowly, "Just take off your shirt?"

Qin Ge shook his head, and added: "Of course not, you have to take off your pants!"

Huo Beiyuan took off his shirt.

Although he is not good at walking and has been sitting in a wheelchair for a long time, he has a very good figure!

A thin layer of muscles is just right, the lines of the texture are exquisite and smooth, the waist is thin, there is no trace of fat, and it is never dry. The skin is like honey, and it looks full of the sexy charm of a mature man.

Qin Ge looked at Huo Beiyuan, then thought about his weak body... and fell silent.

Men may have particularly strong self-esteem and competitiveness in terms of body shape, not weaker than women at all.

The boy's mood suddenly became less bright.

To say that he is a straight man is to lie to Huo Beiyuan.

A long time ago, Qin Ge knew his own attributes, he was gay.

Pure gay.

Don't like girls.

Although he has never met anyone who makes his heart move, Qin Xiaoge firmly believes that——

He is 1.

The boss is of course 1.

However, with this weak body now, what else would he do? !

He was humiliated by 1 lap.

Qin Ge twitched the corners of his mouth, annoyed.

Huo Beiyuan could see the unhappiness written on the young man's face at a glance, and couldn't help laughing.

The thin lips parted slightly, and the words teased.

"Looking at uncle like this, do you like it?"

He spoke slowly, like an aristocrat wearing the skin of an elegant gentleman, teasing the kitten in his palm.

"If you like it, uncle doesn't mind letting you touch it."

Qin Ge, "..."

The boy withdrew his eyes, his face was expressionless, as cool as snow, and very cold, but there was a suspicious blush on the tips of his ears hidden between his black hair, so his tone seemed a bit fraught, "I like a woolen thread."

When he yelled at people, he was very venomous, "Uncle Huo, do old men of your age often have fantasies?"

With that said, Qin Ge pointed to his head.

Huo Beiyuan poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and thought to himself, it seemed that this was the second time a child called him old.

Only 27 years old, is he really old?

The man lowered his eyes, thinking about this question seriously with the brain of a business cooperation worth hundreds of millions.

After leaving the other party speechless, Qin Ge won a small round, and his mood suddenly cleared up. Even he himself didn't notice that he, who has always been indifferent and cold, seems to have changed his emotional ups and downs recently...a little bit.

Qin Ge urged: "Uncle Huo, don't waste time, take off and sit in and start the treatment, it will take a full hour to steam!"

The man put his slender fingers on the belt and asked unhurriedly, "Where is the one inside? Do you need to take it off too?"

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The knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine involved in this article is purely fabricated, please do not delve into it.

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