Chapter 117 The dazzling effect of the potion

"You are Zhang Jianyang, right?" Tang Yaocong's aunt smiled: "I am Tang Yuehua."

The room was on, but Zhang Jianyang also saw Tang Yuehua trembling. It was obvious that her cloudy disease was very serious.

Tang Yaocong was very familiar with his aunt's body. Seeing this, he immediately rushed to a lattice next to the room, took out a bottle of potion filled with light red liquid, and said, "Aunt." But Tang Yuehua shook her head slightly, and she smiled and said, "This medicine is really hard to drink. Every time she drinks it, her whole throat is like someone setting a fire."

"But aunt, only it can suppress the cold air in your body."

Tang Yuehua smiled and pointed at Zhang Jianyang: "But, you should trust your friend. He is now my attending doctor. Taking medicine randomly without his permission does not seem to be something a patient should do."

Zhang Jianyang felt a little strange. Tang Yiran's appearance was no different from a woman of twenty-seven or twenty years old. However, Tang Yaocon was nearly forty years old. Perhaps many people would not be surprised by Tang Yuehua's call Tang Yaocon and Dad. But now Tang Yuehua calls Tang Yaocon and calls him Coner, which is indeed strange.

Tang Yaocong hurriedly said, "Brother, look..."

Zhang Jianyang took the bottle of potion from Tang Yaocong's hand. He put his nose and smelled it. He turned his head and drank the bottle of potion prepared from the Vulcan Fruit into his stomach.

Not to mention Tang Yaocong, even Tang Yuehua was stunned.

"I also agree with my wife's words. How can I give such a rare thing to someone as noble as my wife?" Zhang Jianyang licked his lips. There was no trace of a nasty expression on his face, but he was still unsatisfied.

Indeed, the potion of the Fire God Fruit was added, and it was extremely strong. It entered the throat and seemed to swallow a ball of fire, burning towards the stomach from the throat, as if it was about to burn the internal organs. In this case, for ordinary people, the pain can be imagined, but for the strong body of the Star Warrior, it was nothing. It just gave people a feeling of pleasure like drinking a glass of strong wine.

Moreover, what is the Fire God Fruit? It is a top-grade mutant herb in the demon level. It has only benefits, but absolutely no harm.

In Zhang Jianyang's opinion, since these drugs have no effect, it is better to drink them yourself. There is no need to drain them even if they are cheap, right?

"You..." Tang Yaotong was dumbfounded and could not speak.

Tang Yuehua's eyes were filled with a glimmer of light. In her opinion, the person who could do this act so arrogantly either had real information or was a mysterious liar. However, Tang Yuehua's experience made her know that the unremarkable young man in front of her belonged to the former, because there were too many vicissitudes and a touch of convincing people unknowingly.

"You don't have to call my wife like outsiders. You and Cong'er are friends, so follow him and call me an aunt." Tang Yuehua endured the cold that rose on her body.

Zhang Jianyang was not a pretentious person either, and said, "Aunt."

Tang Yaocong looked at his aunt in shock. He knew how powerful his aunt was. She had been called a witch since she was a child. Although she was kind now, only those who knew her knew what kind of person Tang Yuehua was. Every time she came here, Tang Yaocong was always careful, for fear of making his aunt angry, but he did not expect that Tang Yuehua would just casually ask an outsider to call her aunt.

Seeing that Tang Yuehua was trembling more and more, Zhang Jianyang knew that this was a sign before the onset of the yin syndrome.

Without hesitation, he took out a bottle of Loulanhua potion he prepared himself from his pocket. Zhang Jianyang said: "Aunt, maybe you prefer its taste."

Tang Yuehua's eyes were on the bottle of potion that Zhang Jianyang took out. It was very ordinary. The transparent liquid contained inside... Perhaps it is more suitable to call it water. There is no sign on the bottle, you can tell at a glance that this is an ordinary glass bottle, and there are many in some small shops outside.

"You treat my aunt, just use this?" Tang Yaocong was incredible.

Zhang Jianyang said lightly: "What, it's very ordinary, right?"

Tang Yuehua just looked at Zhang Jianyang with a smile. She would not think that the potion inside would be ordinary.

Zhang Jianyang shook the potion gently. Suddenly, the entire bottle of potion emitted a blue light. If you look closely, you can see that there were countless starlight flashing inside.

Tang Yaocon's eyes almost popped out, pointing at the potion in Zhang Jianyang's hand, looking excited.

As the boss of the Health Hall, Tang Yaocon's pharmacists are all the top pharmacists in Shacheng. He is not unfamiliar with the knowledge of pharmacists. However, the top pharmacists in Shacheng are somewhat unfamiliar with the world. At least no one can prepare the pharmacists like Zhang Jianyang's hands, which can have special expressions, such as being able to emit holy light.

A potion like this can make people believe its extraordinaryness by just a glance. The reason why Tang Yaocong was excited was because he saw this potion called the immortal masterpiece among pharmacists, and at the same time he became confident about his aunt's yin disease. Perhaps what Zhang Jianyang brought out might not be a holy medicine.

"What a good brother!" Zhang Jianyang's inability to hide his personal feelings moved Tang Yaogong. No matter whether he could treat his aunt's illness or not, just because Zhang Jianyang was able to take out this holy medicine with a bold desire, he recognized Zhang Jianyang, the brother.

Tang Yuehua also looked at the bottle of potion curiously, feeling very novel.

Zhang Jianyang opened the lid and shook gently. Countless blue light spots like elves flew out of the bottle, like bubbles blown out, and in a moment, the whole room turned into countless blue starlights. Tang Yaocong was sure that this scene could definitely kill all women. If it was used to pick up girls, even the goddess would be taken down, right?

Such magic is actually not difficult to prepare.

However, in Zhang Jianyang's opinion, a very simple preparation was shocking to the point of being awesome in Tang Yaocon's eyes.

"Aunt, drink it now and then take a nap. We will know whether it will work tomorrow." Zhang Jianyang handed the potion to Tang Yuehua. Tang Yuehua was not a star warrior, and Loulanhua's reaction to her would be very small, just like Zhang Jianyang's parents, who had almost no sense of anything, and the change was not reflected the next day.

Tang Yuehua took the potion with a woman's curiosity and smiled, "Looking at how it makes such a big noise, what's wrong if it doesn't drink it?"

Zhang Jianyang smiled: "Aunt, I can guarantee that you will miss its taste."

In fact, like Tang Yuehua's identity, this kind of medicine needs to be examined by an exclusive doctor before it can be taken.

But when she saw Zhang Jianyang's clear eyes, Tang Yuehua thought she had never missed anyone since she was a child. After she smelled it, she only had a faint fragrance. She didn't feel anything at first, but when this fragrance was sucked into her stomach, the chill that had been in her body was suppressed and her body became warm.

Tang Yuehua was surprised. With this alone, she knew how large the amount of this bottle of potion was, and it was not an exaggeration to have a value of ten thousand yuan.

Without hesitation, Tang Yuehua drank the bottle of potion that could only be equivalent to a cup of tea.

Tang Yaoying looked at Tang Yuehua and drank it down, and couldn't wait to say, "Aunt, how about it?"

"It's very fragrant, light and sweet, and it's much better than the potion of your Vulcan Fruit." Tang Yuehua said honestly.

Tang Yaocong said: "But this is a holy medicine, so... I don't feel anything? For example..." In Tang Yaocong's eyes, the holy medicine is a magnificent thing. How can I get rid of the disease?

In fact, at this time, Tang Yuehua felt that her whole body was becoming more comfortable, and the cold air on her body was quickly disappearing, and her body was warm. For some reason, Tang Yuehua suddenly wanted to cry. It was fifty years, and it was the first time she felt what warmth was like on her body. From birth to now, she has been fighting against this lunar syrup.

Who can understand the pain?

"You guys go out first, I want to have a good sleep. Detect me, remember to entertain Jianyang well."

Zhang Jianyang sat on the stairs without any grace, took out the cigarette and smoked leisurely.

Tang Yaocong hesitated for a moment, but still imitated Zhang Jianyang, sat on the stairs, took out a cut cigar from his refined cigarette box, and asked, "Come on one?"

"It's boring to smoke." Zhang Jianyang refused. It was still the same golden fairy-like feeling, unlike the cigar in Tang Yaocon's hand, which was soft and sweet, with almost no tobacco smell.

The two of them were so despicable that they were sucking in front of the mayor's villa. Tang Yaocon suddenly thought of something, and the man was a little excited and said, "Brother, you and I are under the same aunt now. To be honest, what is the origin of that medicine?" He stood up and waved his hand holding a cigar, "Do you know what the effect is?"

Zhang Jianyang curled his lips: "Brother Tang, be calm."

"The effect is to make people feel the inner shock. You know that real materials are necessary in our industry, but pretending to be a ghost... No, it is important to show off. What is the psychology of rich people? They don't know what the ingredients in your medicine are, but they know whether the medicine you sell is ugly or beautiful, and whether it brings them face." Tang Yaocong ignored Zhang Jianyang and talked endlessly.

Zhang Jianyang was smoking a cigarette, and of course he knew what Tang Yaocon wanted to express.

Tang Yaocon continued: "Just like the bottle of potion you just now, it has an extremely dazzling magical aura. When people see it, they know that it is uncommon. It must be produced by top masters. Even if they turn the price a few times, they will rush to get it for this magical effect." After that, Tang Yaocon said: "Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, fully understand, isn't it just a visual impact?"
Chapter completed!