After listening to Ma Lan's words, Mo Xiangya and Wen Lanfeng were so angry that they gritted their teeth.
The two looked at each other and were about to attack Tian Xiaohai.
At this time, Ma Lan smiled proudly and shouted: "Come on, come on, you and your family should sign this agreement first! Look, I have already signed it."
Mo Wanqing glanced at Tian Xiaohai and asked with concern: "Xiaohai, how is my grandfather's condition?"
"Old man, if you wait until the elixir is refined, there will definitely be no problem." Tian Xiaohai replied decisively.
"Ha! You actually pinned your hopes on a herb collector. Mo Wanqing, your traditional Chinese medicine over the years has been applied to dogs." Ma Lan mocked with contempt: "It's a misfortune for our Mo family!
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"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Bring me the agreement and I'll sign it." Mo Wanqing took the agreement from Ma Lan's hand.
"This agreement cannot be signed. Your grandfather's condition is complicated. Who can guarantee that it will be cured?" Mo Xiangya sighed: "Otherwise, we should wait for Mo Yunfeng to come back and take a look before talking!"
"Ha! When my son comes back, you will also sign this agreement." Ma Lan replied with an indifferent expression.
"The agreement is signed!" Mo Wanqing had already read the agreement, quickly signed her name, and handed one of the two copies of the agreement to Ma Lan and said coldly: "Take it! If we cure it,
Regarding grandpa's illness, I, Mo Wanqing, will not be lenient and will make your whole family withdraw from the shares of Huichun Hall."
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll wait for you." Ma Lan showed a winning expression and smiled: "It's a pity, I'm afraid you don't have that fate. Haha!"
Just as he was talking, he suddenly saw Xiao Lin directing four servants to move a small alchemy cauldron weighing about two hundred kilograms towards the rest room.
"Miss, the alchemy furnace is here."
"Great! Prepare the medicinal materials and let's start refining the elixir." Mo Wanqing nodded excitedly and immediately walked towards the cauldron.
"Quickly, put the cauldron in the corner!" Mo Xiangya also ran over with excitement on his face and motioned to his servants to put the cauldron down.
Mo Wanqing and Xiao Lin also started to get busy, taking out the medicinal materials on the Resurrection Gold Formula one by one and arranging them.
"Wait a minute, let's put the alchemy furnace in that position!" Tian Xiaohai took out a compass from his kit, fiddled with it carefully, pointed to the opposite corner with a smile and explained: "This corner is the southeast corner.
, is the position where the sun rises, and is also the place where Yang Qi is the most abundant. At the same time, the southeast belongs to wood, and wood can make fire, and the most important thing for making alchemy is the temperature of the fire.
I did some math and found that today’s noble hour is Yin hour, and it will enter Yin hour in ten minutes. Yin is Jia wood. If Geng gold is in conflict with it, it can play the role of splitting armor and drawing Ding. Geng gold is an ore gold, and this tripod
The furnace is made of copper, which can be regarded as a kind of Geng metal. If you light the fire and open the furnace to make elixirs during the Yin time, it will definitely play the role of attracting good luck and avoiding disasters, and bring good fortune. At this time, it is very easy to succeed in making elixirs."
"It sounds reasonable!" Mo Xiangya nodded and said, "Then let's try what this guy said!"
"Haha! Mo Xiangya, why don't you find a fortune teller and just tell you a fortune? Huan Zi Chou Yin Mao has come out. This is to cure diseases and make elixirs, not to pretend to be a ghost." Ma Lan couldn't help but smile smugly.
Got up.
"The alchemy is inseparable from the yin and yang and the five elements." Tian Xiaohai smiled and put the compass into the bag on his waist, and said with a calm smile: "This is called the layout. I believe it won't take long to refine the rejuvenating elixir.
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"Humph! You don't draft when you are bragging..." Ma Lan sneered and glanced at Tian Xiaohai, just in time to see Tian Xiaohai stuffing the compass into the brochure bag on her waist. She looked at it carefully, couldn't help but turned pale, and pointed
Tian Xiaohai shouted from his waist: "You...this is obviously a bag used by my son Yunfeng, how come it is on your body?"
"You are mistaken!" Tian Xiaohai quickly blocked the brocade bag with his clothes, thinking to himself: We can't let this woman take the brocade bag back.
"Huh! Did you make a mistake?" A trace of cruelty flashed across Ma Lan's eyes, and she said coldly: "This is not your decision. I want to find out what's going on."
She walked angrily to Tian Xiaohai, ready to check his bag.
At this time, I suddenly heard a violent cough from the old man on the hospital bed.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Mo Wanqing turned around and saw a mouthful of bright red blood spitting out of Mr. Mo's mouth.
She rushed over immediately.
Everyone also gathered around.
Tian Xiaohai sat down beside the hospital bed, put his hand on Mr. Mo's wrist, and tried to feel the pulse.
"Hmph! Why are you, a medicine seller, joining in the fun? Why don't you let go of the old man's hand?" Ma Lan shouted angrily at Tian Xiaohai with a cold face.
"Shut up!" Mo Wanqing glared at Ma Lan angrily and shouted angrily: "It's already this time, and you still don't let others treat grandpa. How can you, an evil woman, feel at ease?"
"Ha! What do I have to worry about?" Ma Lan sneered, pointed at Tian Xiaohai and said: "This kid doesn't know shit, but you keep instigating him to treat the old man. I want to ask what do you have to worry about?
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"Don't make any noise, let me check the old man's pulse first." Tian Xiaohai made a stop motion towards everyone with a serious expression. Mo Wanqing had no choice but to close her mouth.
"Wild boy, please let go of this old man. You are not qualified to treat his old man." Ma Lan still refused to let go, reaching out to grab Tian Xiaohai.
Tian Xiaohai raised his hand and lightly punched out a thunderbolt fist with a weak electric effect.
"Crack!"
Ma Lan let out an "ah" sound and was ejected two meters away. She staggered and almost hit the wall.
"You...you dare to hit me?" Ma Lan reached out and wanted to rush over and hit Tian Xiaohai.
Tian Xiaohai just turned his head and glared at her. The woman turned pale with fright and had to ask Mo Xiangya and others for help.
"Brother, sister-in-law, are you just going to see me being bullied by a wild boy?" Ma Lan shouted angrily at Mo Xiangya and Wen Lanfeng.
"Huh! Now did you remember that my sister-in-law is here?" Wen Lanfeng glanced at her indifferently: "Where did you go when you were dancing so happily just now?"
Mo Xiangya on the side simply pretended not to hear.
He asked Tian Xiaohai with a solemn expression: "This little brother, what's wrong with the old man?"
He wanted to take this opportunity to test Tian Xiaohai's true strength.
"The old man's condition is not very good." Tian Xiaohai replied to Mo Xiangya with a serious expression: "He was stimulated, which caused the blood to attack his heart. I'll give him acupuncture first to stabilize his mind!"
"Do you know acupuncture?" Mo Xiangya was slightly curious.
"He knows nothing! The old man is already unconscious, how can he be stimulated?" Ma Lan sneered angrily: "I think this wild boy talks about trains. It's just nonsense. If you let him
If the old man is put to death, all shares in Huichun Hall will be gone. Haha!"
Hearing this, a look of worry flashed across Mo Xiangya's face, and he asked suspiciously: "Young man, how do you diagnose that the old man must have been stimulated to cause the qi and blood to attack the heart? Are you really sure that you can stabilize the old man?"
mind?"
"Ha! The old man was so angry with you that he vomited blood." Tian Xiaohai sneered and replied, "He just fainted, not dead. Some of his words can still be heard."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man opened his mouth, roared again, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"It's too late to explain! I'll give him a blood-sealing needle first." Tian Xiaohai quickly took out a box of silver needles from his trouser pocket, pinched a few needles in his hand, aimed at some important points on Mr. Mo's body, and inserted them.
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Hearing a soft cry of "ah", the old man's body shook suddenly, and the blood that was slowly spitting out from his mouth stopped immediately.