I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

The roof of Bo Ya Building.

Pei Xingzhi sat where he was yesterday, calm on the surface, but in reality he was excited and agitated.

He made a big gamble.

He bet that the Poetry of Baicao would bring surprises, and he bet that the snow lotus would return to Zhao intact.

So, according to the agreement, he sent the snow lotus.

As for the people of Baicaoshi, it is not within the scope of his promise to enjoy the snow lotus.

Heaven, material and earth treasures are obtained by those who are capable.

No matter how you look at it, this is a profitable business.

However, what seems wrong?

At this moment, the people below are still bowing their waists to report.

"Boss, this is simply a miracle. The woman suffered from bleeding and abdominal pain, half of her foot had already stepped into the gate of hell, but Miss Bai used two taels of peonies and three cups of tea to bring her back to the world."

In ancient times when medical technology was extremely low, it was never heard of a woman who survived a blood collapse.

Pei Xingzhi was born in Pei's family, and he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and later he ran a medicinal material business. This is the first time he has heard of such a thing. Besides Yaowang, who can do it?

"Did she use peony again?" Pei Xingzhi asked.

"The peony is the king's medicine. My boss, it's not just that, Miss Bai has seen three patients in a row, and the king's medicine is all peony." The subordinates answered truthfully.

You must know that there are so many prescriptions in the world that they are too numerous to count. For the same disease, the prescriptions prescribed by different physicians may not be the same. And Baicaoshi's ability to use peony three times in a row proves that she has a huge amount of anti-drugs and a high degree of familiarity, far surpassing her peers.

The essence and accuracy of medication can best test a person's medication level.

"What about Bolai Inn?" Pei Xingzhi changed the subject.

"Return without feathers." The subordinate hesitated for a moment, and corrected the statement, "No, it is the feathers that have not returned. There have been three waves of people, and no one has survived."

"Three waves? Waste wood! They are all waste wood!" Pei Xingzhi yelled, fists clenched tightly, "Since they are going to capture the snow lotus, won't they send some experts?"

The faces of the subordinates are uglier than constipation.

"Boss, all the top experts who can be mobilized are sent out. Unexpectedly, I met a Shura. One man guards the gate, and ten thousand men are invincible!"

It shouldn't be!

After Pei Xingzhi sent out the invitation, he sent someone to pay close attention to Baicaoshi and his party. After all, he had to know enough about the people he wanted to recruit, but he still misestimated their combat effectiveness.

"Tell me more about the battle situation at that time."

The subordinate wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and his throat was dry, "That man is young, and his kung fu is very good. In the first wave of attacks, he took the heads of four people with two swords; in the second wave, he had an extra helper." , but the main force is still him! Before the third wave is approaching, there are vicious dogs reporting..."

The most helper is naturally Nanqiang.

The messenger dog? Hey, how can you win if you can't tell the difference between a wolf and a dog?

Pei Xingzhi took a moment to make a decision, "Send those people a favor secretly, saying that the other party has expert protection, there is no need to talk about the morals of the world, there are many people bullying few people, and the tactics of crowds will consume two people to death."

Who are those people?

Naturally, they were the people who returned empty-handed from the auction, and all of them were major customers of the Pei Chamber of Commerce.

The subordinates took orders and withdrew from Bo Ya Building.

**

For an hour and a half in a row, Baicaoshi didn't drink a drop of water, and her back was covered with sweat, which was sticky and sticky on her body, making her extremely uncomfortable. But she didn't care about it, and continued to see a doctor non-stop.

Thanks to Greenhead, her medical skills have been improved in a short period of time. When ancient medicine met modern Chinese medicine, a wonderful spark was created.

The next person is sick, poisoned, and it is snake venom.

Baicaoshi is already familiar with it and has rich experience, and said to the little Yaotong: "Seven leaves and one flower."

**

Bolai Inn.

Both Zhenyilou and Nanzhang turned into blood men, most of them were the blood of the enemy, but Nanzhang was seriously injured.

A hole was stabbed in his thigh, bleeding profusely, Tie Lanxin bandaged him indiscriminately, but it didn't help.

Zhenyilou flew down from the roof with a stern expression, "Can you still hold on?"

Nan Chan grinned, "Brother, it's not that I won't help you, it's really too bad!"

After a moment of silence, Zhenyi said, "Okay, leave the rest to me, and you go to rest."

Nanzhang lowered his head, wishing he could get into the soil. He knew that in the previous attack, how many enemies had been killed on the first floor, and he was the one who should rest. But, there is no way, he is so strong, no one can replace him.

Tie Lanxin's eyes turned red, "It's really the first floor!"

After calling her name, she turned her head away, afraid that the tears would not be able to stop bursting the embankment. This is a natural admiration for heroes.

She wanted to compliment him, but she felt he didn't need it.

He only needs to raise his arm, draw out his sword, and kill the enemy, that's enough. What is the meaning of other people's icing on the cake to him?

Zhenyilou sat down in the yard, patted the heads of Fubao and Mengbao next to him, "After tonight, we are in trouble together, and we have to eat extra!"

Fu Bao licked his nose and put his paw on the palm of Zhen Yilou's palm, as if saying, it's a deal.

Just then, a dozen more people flew over from the roof.

They no longer talked about martial arts, and began to bully the less with more.

Zhenyilou immediately stood up and raised his long sword.

But I saw Nanzhang holding up his lance to the sky, "Damn it, you son of a bitch will die soon!"

You agreed to take a rest, why did you charge forward again?