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Chapter six hundred and thirteenth, write down this hatred first

After bidding farewell to Ye Feng, Mr. Peng returned to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital with satisfaction, feeling happy.

When I arrived, I didn't dare to think that this trip would go so smoothly.

"Oh, I was so happy just now that I forgot to mention becoming a disciple!"

Mr. Peng slapped his forehead, feeling a little regretful.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the hospital, I suddenly saw two familiar figures.

"Hey, Young Master Yang, Miss Yang?" Mr. Peng was surprised and thought he had seen it wrong.

But if you take a closer look, aren't they the grandchildren of Yang Shijun, the Minister of Rites?

"Why did you come to my traditional Chinese medicine hospital? Is your grandpa sick again?"

Mr. Peng had treated Yang Shijun, so he knew many people in the Yang family. What's more, Yang Dong was notorious and it was difficult not to know him.

Traditional Chinese medicine hospitals usually have older patients, and few young people come to see the doctor. Therefore, Mr. Peng was very surprised to see these two people.

Your first reaction was that Mr. Yang had gastric cancer again?

"Dean Peng!" Yang Dong said hello with a smile.

"Grandpa Peng!" Yang Qian also called sweetly.

Mr. Peng is a highly respected elder in the field of Chinese medicine, as well as in the entire Daxia. Even the descendants of the Yang family must greet him respectfully and do not dare to neglect him.

"My grandpa is fine." Yang Dong smiled helplessly, "It's me and my sister. We were bitten by a dog just now..."

Yang Dong was naturally embarrassed to say that he lost the fight and was beaten badly, so he could only lie and claim that he was bitten by a dog.

Although the two of them had no internal injuries, their external injuries were very serious, especially for Yang Qian, who would leave a lot of scars on her body, which affected her appearance.

Young Master Yang Dong's temper immediately flared up, and he claimed that he couldn't cure their brother and sister's injuries, so he demolished the hospital!

The medical beauty experts were at a loss as to what to do when someone suddenly mentioned that Ye Feng's pills that he had seen yesterday could heal even a cut throat instantly without bleeding or leaving scars.

But unfortunately, the People's Hospital has not yet made up its mind whether to cooperate or not, and there is no cure.

Therefore, the hospital simply transferred the two brothers and sister to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, thus getting rid of these two thorny problems.

As for the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, it has just received the first batch of elixirs and has not yet been officially put into use.

But seeing that the two of them were seriously injured, they made an exception and gave them two small Hunyuan Pills, crushed them and applied them to the wounds.

"Dean Peng, the miracle medicine of your Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is really amazing!" Yang Dong was full of praise for this, "I thought it would leave a lot of scars, but I didn't expect that not even a trace was gone!"

"I never expected that our Chinese medicine practitioners can be so powerful!"

"Yes!" Yang Qian was also frightened. She thought her appearance was going to be disfigured, but she never expected that even the scars on her knees that were bruised when she was a child were all cured at once.

The skin that has been smeared with ointment is like a baby born in the heart. It can be broken by blowing and it feels like it has been reborn.

"No wonder my grandfather fell ill and first came to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital to get medicine for treatment."

After receiving the compliments from these two young men, Mr. Peng couldn't help but feel elated. Of course, he knew in his heart that all of this was thanks to Ye Feng and followed him to take advantage of it.

But no matter what, Chinese medicine is going to be completely proud this time.

Traumatic injuries that cannot be treated by Western hospitals must be sent to Traditional Chinese Medicine hospitals for treatment.

"Haha, you are lucky today. Our hospital has just received a batch of miracle medicine." Mr. Peng also said with a smile, "Otherwise, we would not have been able to get it all day long."

"Where did you introduce the miracle medicine?" Yang Dong was also moved, "With this miracle medicine, who will go to Western medicine in the future!"

"Yes." Mr. Peng said with a smile, "In the future, more and more people will come to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital for treatment."

"Thanks to that miracle doctor, he developed this miracle medicine - the elixir that cured your injuries. It finally clarified the name of traditional Chinese medicine!"

After hearing this, Yang Qian was filled with admiration: "How could there be such a powerful doctor? I really want to thank him in person."

"Haha, it'll be fine once it's cured." Mr. Peng said goodbye to the brother and sister with a smile, "I'll say hello to your grandpa later."

The Yang brother and sister were cured of their injuries and felt much better.

However, when he thought about what happened just now, Yang Dong still felt very unhappy.

"You brat, we're not done with this!" Yang Dong clenched his fists, getting angrier as he thought about it.

"Brother, please record this grudge first." Yang Qian quickly advised, "Didn't Grandpa tell us to prepare birthday gifts for Mr. Kong's 60th birthday today? We have to buy gifts quickly!"

Hearing this, Yang Dong also nodded: "Okay, wait until this weekend, after congratulating Mr. Kong on his birthday, and then think of a way to deal with that brat!"

On the other side, Ye Feng was in the company again and held a simple meeting with the senior management to arrange the company's next development direction and work requirements.

After the meeting, it was almost time to get off work.

Suddenly, Ye Feng received another call from Situ Risheng.

"Huh?" Ye Feng was startled, wondering if the Demon Suppression Department had another case?

as expected.

After the call was connected, Situ Risheng's anxious voice came immediately.

"Secretary Ye, I'm really sorry to bother you at this time."

"I'm afraid you have to come to the Demon Suppression Department. A difficult case was suddenly sent down from above. We don't dare to make the decision, so we have to wait for you to make the decision."


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