Feng Hao's almost indifferent expression made the old man slightly stunned. This attitude was a little different from other pharmacists. After a moment, he asked with some expectation: "Little brother, I don't know if you have delayed coronary syndrome."
A prescription for heart disease?"
"Prescriptions don't mean everything.
Feng Hao's voice was slightly hoarse due to his suppression, and his calm tone made the old man frown slightly.
Seeing the helpless face of the old man, Feng Hao shook his head, stretched out a hand, and the medicinal properties from Shennong's Pharmacopoeia came out, and whispered: "Don't give your old man his last chance because of you.
Erasing the prescription does not mean everything. The prescription in the hand of the heaven-level pharmacist has also failed to treat your old man well, right?"
Feng Hao's words made the old man's face change slightly.
After seeing the lingering medicinal properties in Feng Hao's hand, he couldn't help but look up at Feng Hao in surprise. After pondering for a long time, he gritted his teeth, stepped aside, and shouted to the guards at the door: "Get out of the way.
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"Master, please go ahead. I hope you can really cure our old man. In that case, you will be our Wu family's forever friend."
Bowing slightly to Feng Hao, the old man's voice actually contained honorifics because of Feng Hao's previous performance.
Nodding slightly, Feng Hao's face remained expressionless. Without any more nonsense, he slowly walked into the door and disappeared from everyone's somewhat astonished gaze.
Entering the gate, a pretty maid hurriedly walked out from the side, then said a few words softly to Feng Hao, and then led the way.
Following the maid unhurriedly, Feng Hao's eyes swept across the luxurious mansion. The tall and majestic buildings made him nod slightly secretly.
The Wu family is indeed rich and powerful, and even the Jin Dynasty cannot compare with them in terms of financial resources.
The wealth that a heaven-level Xiangshi master can create is really unimaginable to ordinary people, and he is still a freak in the Xiangshi world like Wu Jiasheng!
Walking on the path paved with blue gravel, Feng Hao's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly. He looked up at the luxurious hall that appeared at the end of the path. Through the ajar door, he could see
I could vaguely see a lot of people standing among them.
Slowly walking into the hall, there were some low whispering voices, and gently opened the door. The low voices in the hall stopped, and then one after another looked at the door, staring at the wind in front of everyone.
After Hao was dressed in ordinary coarse cloth, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then surprise flashed in his eyes.
Obviously, they were all a little strange as to why such an ordinary person was qualified to enter here.
Feng Hao's eyes slowly swept across the hall. In the spacious hall, there were three pharmacists wearing uniforms of the same color. The badges on their chests revealed their identities as prefecture-level pharmacists.
Most of these prefecture-level pharmacists are in middle age, and two of them have snow-white hair and beards.
Ignoring those surprised glances, Feng Hao's moving gaze rested on a middle-aged man at the head of the hall. This man was Wu Jiasheng.
His eyes moved away from Wu Jiasheng, and finally, with a slight frown, he stopped on the delicate body of the stunning woman standing aside. This woman was no stranger to Feng Hao. She was none other than Liu Ruxian, the Saint of Langxie.
Liu Ruxian, who was wearing a silver-white dress, sat quietly, looking at Feng Hao who entered the door with her beautiful eyes, surprise also flashed across her pretty face.
Obviously, she was puzzled that such a thin man in ordinary clothes could enter this place.
At this time, Wu Jiasheng also stopped his eyes on Feng Hao, looking at the former's young face and clothes. He was slightly startled, then stood up, raised his hands to Feng Hao and said with a smile: "This little brother, I am Wu Jiasheng.
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"Just a nameless person, not worth mentioning!"
Feng Hao's slightly hoarse voice resounded throughout the hall, making everyone stunned and looking at him in great surprise.
"oh..."
Seeing Feng Hao's words and deeds, Wu Jiasheng's heart moved, "Master, please take a seat."
"Um!..."
Feng Hao responded casually, walked towards a corner casually, sat on a purple wood chair, closed his eyes and rested.
This is the image he wants, weirdo!
At this time, this is the only way to attract Wu Jiasheng's attention.
Indeed, the effect he wanted was achieved.
Wu Jiasheng glanced at Feng Hao, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, looked around, and said in a low voice, "You masters must also be aware of the problems that my Wu family has encountered. My father has a terminal coronary heart disease that even a heaven-level pharmacist cannot cure.
As long as you can extend my father's life, I will definitely not let you down in terms of reward!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, pointed to a side door opposite, and said: "My father is inside, please give it a try one by one."
Hearing this, a dozen pharmacists in the hall looked at each other. After a moment, a gray-haired old man stood up with a smile and took the lead in walking to the side room. However, more than ten minutes later, he walked out shaking his head and walked towards
Wu Jiasheng smiled bitterly and said: "I'm sorry, Master Wu, my prescription has no effect at all on Patriarch Wu's illness."
Because I have already used the prescription from a heaven-level pharmacist, ordinary prescriptions no longer have any effect.
Hearing what the old man said, Wu Jiasheng sighed in disappointment and shook his head with a wry smile.
After the old man, these ten pharmacists all entered the side room one after another, but after more than ten minutes, they all walked out awkwardly. Obviously, the prescriptions in their hands could no longer do anything to the current Patriarch Wu.
It worked.
As the pharmacists came out one after another with embarrassed faces, the disappointment on Wu Jiasheng's face became more and more intense. When the last pharmacist came out, his mood finally sank slowly. Liu Ruxian beside him also
I couldn't help but sigh slightly.
At this time, in the hall, a dozen pharmacists no longer had the previous pride and pride, and remained silent with embarrassed faces.
As everyone fell silent, the atmosphere in the hall gradually fell into dullness. After a while, Wu Jiasheng sighed and said with a forced smile: "Thank you all, it seems that the old man is indeed destined for this disaster. Although he failed,
However, I will ask the butler to give you a generous reward later."
Listening to these disguised words of expulsion, everyone shook their heads with a wry smile, stood up, and wanted to leave. In this kind of atmosphere, they really had no face to accept payment.
"Let me try..."
Plain and hoarse words suddenly came from the corner. Breaking the silent atmosphere, Feng Hao walked out with an indifferent expression. His calm voice made everyone in the hall look at him.~
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