Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

However, it has been more than two minutes and cannot be withdrawn.

Huo Yao pressed his eyebrows and asked instead, "This is the master you invited back to cultivate again?"

Looking at Miwei walking out with the plant nutrient solution, Wang Lao made a voice, "It should be."

Seeing this, Huo Yao responded, "Oh, I don't know."

"Well, I thought you were well informed." Old Wang replied.

Huo Yao: "...You don't know you all the time, so it's even more unlikely that I will know."

The lines in Huo Yao's words were full of Versailles, and Wang Lao, who didn't understand the meaning, couldn't see it, so he didn't ask more, and ended the chat.

Putting the phone back in his pocket, Wang Lao stood by and watched Miwei's medicinal herb for nutritional maintenance.

A few minutes later, Mi Wei walked to the faucet next to him, washed the mud on his hands, turned back, looked at Wang Lao, and answered his question just now, "This is how several species were grafted and cultivated together. It is nothing to you. usefulness."

Hearing this, Mr. Wang showed a look of enlightenment on his face. No wonder he looked at strangers, new varieties, and medicinal effects that require further research and experimentation, but they are indeed of little use to them.

After all, the medication formulas handed down by the ancestors are relatively mature and perfect, and it is not advisable to rashly try this new medicinal material.

Lao Wang didn't pay much attention to Mi Wei's unfamiliar medicine, and the two chatted about others casually.

"By the way, Chairman Wang, I've always wanted to ask something. Have you ever met a doctor who is particularly good at medical skills?" Mi Wei sat on the stone bench and looked at Mr. Wang, and added: "Can specialize in difficult problems. The kind of disease."

When Mr. Wang heard it, his first reaction was to think that Mi Wei had some hidden illness, "I know a little bit of medical skills. If Mr. Mi doesn't mind, I will check your pulse for you."

Mi Wei was stunned, then shook his head and said, "President, you have misunderstood. It's either that I see a doctor or ask if there is such a special person."

Wang Lao reacted, and apologized a little embarrassed, "There are a few well-known descendants of traditional Chinese medicine in China, like Pei's family, the Kang family in the south, and... I don't know which one Mr. Mi is looking for?"

When Mi Wei heard this, there was not much difference from what he had learned on the Internet. After a pause, he asked, "Have you heard of other people?"

Not long ago, he received bank information, and that account that had been silent for two years was suddenly deducted 100 million.

And the money in that account, let alone other people in the clan, even he tried to move.

Therefore, there will be no other people who move the money except the child.

Mi Wei's thoughts drifted a bit, allowing the child to use the money in the account, indicating that she was not only poor to a certain extent, but also encountered something that had to spend money.

Lao Wang thought for two minutes, but at this moment, he thought of Huo Yaolai. She should be able to cure intractable diseases, but... the last time she was in Lifang's house, she mentioned not to talk to outsiders about her treating him. About the illness, he shook his head and said, "That's all I know."

Mi Wei returned to his senses, and the disappointment in his eyes flashed away, "Well, thank you, the president for telling me."

Old Wang smiled, "I didn't help, but I will try to help you pay attention."

Mi Wei nodded, Ye Liang, his throat was a little itchy, and he coughed a few times before saying thank you again.

Old Wang waved his hand, and was silent for a small amount of time. He suddenly said again, "By the way, I have heard that there is a family of medical skills that is amazing."

Mi Wei looked at him.

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