"If you eat this again, you will become a small burning universe."

   "Don't worry, it's not a serious illness. If you believe me, I will prescribe Chinese patent medicine for you. If you don't believe it, forget it. After all, I haven't taken a Chinese medicine certificate."

   Jiang Chan also considered very carefully. Although Wen Jing and others have a good relationship with her, but medicine can not be taken randomly, let's look at Wen Jing and others' thoughts. After all, his face is tender, and it is only natural for others not to believe it.

   Wenjing and Yang Liuqing are very simple, Yang Liuqing even holds Jiang Chan's hand: "Little Chan, I have given you my vain meat. We all believe in your medical skills."

   Jiang Chan's mouth is curled up, this feeling of being trusted by others wholeheartedly is really great!

   The next day was the bottom test. Jiang Chan entered the examination room with ease. He had just passed the skipping test, so there was nothing to worry about. In addition, after going to the cultivation world to exercise, his mental power has greatly increased, and Jiang Chan can now be said to be unforgettable.

   Although I have been delayed in the provincial capital these days, Jiang Chan didn't go empty-handed, but still brought teaching assistant materials. She didn't want to overturn the boat in the gutter, and once the school tyrants were set up, she didn't want to give up.

The second year of high school has been divided into arts and sciences, so there are a few fewer subjects for the examination. Three subjects were taken on the first day, and the science comprehensive examination was directly taken on the second day. Jiang Chan handed in the papers early, and it also gave the students in the same examination room an increase. A lot of pressure.

   Nowadays, except for the students in the first grade of high school, they know that Jiang Chan has skipped a grade, but the rest of the students don’t know. Everyone is still fighting for the first place in the second grade.

   Jiang Chan returned to the dormitory after handing in the papers. The other three in the dormitory were in the first year of high school. They would not finish the exam until after lunch. Jiang Chan took advantage of this time to do some handicrafts.

  In Jiang Yuhui's world, Jiang Chan became obsessed with being a robot. Before, he had no money and time. Now that he is rich, Jiang Chan is ready to pick up this hobby again.

   Of course, I can't do anything in the dormitory. If I want to do it, I still need to have my own studio. But the most important thing is to prepare the materials, of course, the internal chips of computers and robots should also be prepared.

   All these need to be taken care of by Jiang Chan slowly. After setting out a series of plans on the list, it was Wen Jing and the others that the exam was over. Jiang Chan cleared the table and headed to the campus without rush or slowness.

   Their main purpose today is to go to the Chinese pharmacy to buy medicinal materials and to buy a foot bath for Wen Jing. Of course, it would be better if they had acupuncture equipment.

   When Jiang Chan was in the Sword Sect, he was the leading great alchemist, and he treated the illnesses that were all monks. The illnesses of this monk were much more difficult to treat than ordinary people.

   It can be said that a Chinese medicine practitioner may not necessarily be an alchemist, but an alchemist is definitely a brilliant Chinese medicine practitioner. Jiang Chan's nose is really not covered. The place where she brought Wen Jing and some people is the medicinal material market, and almost all Chinese pharmacies are opened here.

  Wenjing How many people have been to such a place? What I smell in my nose is all the smell of various medicinal materials. Although it is not very good, but after a long time, I feel refreshing.

   Jiang Chan familiarly led Wen Jing and a few people to a very quaint Chinese pharmacy. The old man standing behind the counter immediately laughed when he saw Jiang Chan.

   "The little girl is here? Show me the proprietary Chinese medicine made from the medicinal materials I bought last time?" The old man has a kind face, and there is a bitter taste of Chinese herbal medicine all over his body.

   Jiang Chan drew out a small porcelain bottle in his shoulder bag, "Grandpa Zheng, please taste it."

   Zheng Lao took the small porcelain bottle and poured a pill in the palm of his hand. The shape of the pill is round and the surface is very restrained, looking at the medicine completely locked. Slightly scraping the skin of the pills, the old man tasted the powder, and a few seconds later he raised his thick eyebrows.

   "Little girl, the pharmaceutical craftsmanship is good, this big tonic pill is almost the same as the one in my shop."

   Jiang Chan smiled, speaking of rubbing pills, who can have her rich experience? Anyway, I have rubbed the pill for hundreds of years in the realm of cultivation. If this mortal big tonic pill can't be done well, Jiang Chan's great alchemist's name will be a false name.

   "When you first came to buy medicinal materials, I saw that your little girl wanted to make big tonic pills. Now this product is quite amazing, and the hero is a teenager."

   The old Chinese doctor shook his head and shook his head. Jiang Chan stopped saying anything, and pulled Wen Jing and Yang Liuqing to the front of the counter.

   "These are my two roommates. There is a little problem. I know that you have good medicinal materials. I came here to dispense them. Can you see the prescription?"

   Zheng Lao said seriously, "I will show you the pulse first, and I'll talk about the prescription later."

   A quarter of an hour later, Zheng Lao shook his head and praised Jiang Chan's two prescriptions.

"The little girl is good at it. The problems of these two little girls are not too serious, but they need to be constantly treated. But your prescription is very ingenious. Even if I am to change it, I can’t change it. Just follow this. , Wait, I will give you the medicine myself."

   Seeing Mr. Zheng busy in front of the counter~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Jiang Chan suddenly thought: "Grandpa Zheng, do you have acupuncture equipment? If you have gold needles, then it’s best, and you don’t have silver needles."

   Zheng Lao is not angry: "Where is this acupuncture device so good? Silver needles can also be collected for you. As for the gold needles, you need to find someone to customize it."

   "Grandpa Zheng, can you help me figure out a solution? I want a set of gold needles, and the price is not a problem."

   "Forget it, it's also me who fell in love with you girl. In this way, you will talk about your request. I will go to the old man to help me get a set of golden needles. This golden needle is not good for Chinese medicine."

   Gold is inherently soft. If it is made into gold needles, it will be more easily deformed. Therefore, many ordinary Chinese medicine practitioners use silver needles. It is really rare for Chinese medicine practitioners who can use gold needles.

"Thank you so much, I'll give you a deposit first, and I can't let you work for nothing." Jiang Chan was overjoyed and swiftly transferred 200,000 yuan to Zheng Lao. The price is really not much. A good gold needle is difficult for money. begging.

   Wenjing and Yang Liu grabbed the medicine early in the morning, and stood and blinked watching Jiang Chan and Zheng Lao talk.

   "By the way, Grandpa Zheng, I want a gold needle that is about one foot in length and two millimeters thick and can be wound around the wrist."

"Okay, okay, you little girl has a lot of demands, but this kind of gold needle takes a little time, and the price is also high." According to Zheng Lao's vision, the ordinary gold needle only needs to be about three inches. Like Jiang Chan, his mouth is thirty centimeters?

   Wonderful Book House

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