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"Who have you provoked?" Brother Tao wanted to strangle the monkey to death, but unfortunately, he couldn't even move his finger now, and everyone was similar to him, so he could only wait until his strength recovered slowly.

"Brother Tao, you can't blame me for this? When I came back, I tried every means to hide it from you. You insisted on coming for me." The monkey also regretted it, why bother to suffer the second sin?

Brother Tao was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he spoke harshly: "If I care about your business again in the future, I will be raised by you."

Zhang Jiling's whole class was silent on the way back. Today's incident had a great impact on them. They still haven't figured out how they escaped without knowing how they escaped. At first, the young people in society were all fierce and seemed to have to eat them, such a group of college students, but later they suddenly couldn't move. Are they here to make fun of it? But why don't they look like it?

"Ji Ling, what's going on today?" Mu Haoyuan asked.

"You ask me, who will I ask? Who knows the nerves of those people?" Zhang Jiling glared at Mu Haoyuan and said unhappyly.

Zhang Jidong kept his eyes closed and used his spells to deal with a few ordinary people. It didn't cost him much, but he just didn't want to be bombarded by Mu Haoyuan's noise.

Mu Haoyuan didn't find the answer here at Zhang Jiling, and Zhang Jidong didn't seem to pay attention to his possibility, so he had to find Wang Anbo.

"Wang Anbo, what do you think about today?" Mu Haoyuan asked.

"Those young people in society are really unlucky. Do you think they will have psychological shadows because of what happened today?" Wang Anbo sighed.

Mu Haoyuan wishes he could kick Wang Anbo. Is this an aspect you need to pay attention to? Youths in society deserve their sins, but they will not suffer. We are the ones with psychological shadows.

Zhang Jiling and Zhang Jidong got off the bus early outside the school.

"I really shouldn't have called you to go today." Zhang Jiling said.

"Fortunately, I went there today. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what would happen." Zhang Jidong said.

"Those group of people won't kill anyone, right?" Zhang Jiling asked worriedly.

"No, unless they can't figure it out themselves." Zhang Jidong said.

Next, Zhang Jidong still worked in the clinic leisurely. Jiang Changhao's clinic became famous and had many patients every day, but most of the patients were handled by Jiang Changhao and his disciples. Only those who could not cope with the difficult and serious illness would be taken by Zhang Jidong. The traditional Chinese medicine community in Beijing gradually knew that Jiang Changhao's clinic had such a magical young Chinese medicine doctor.

When there were no patients, Zhang Jidong was not really idle. Most of the time he spent in Jiang Changhao's clinic, where the medicine was made. The apprentices in the clinic, and even Jiang Changhao himself, wanted to learn some methods of preparing medicine from Zhang Jidong, so as long as he had free time, he would go to the kitchen to see Zhang Jidong prepare medicines.

"Doctor Zhang, what medicine do you want to prepare today?" Chen Guo asked.

"No hurry, you will know later. Chen Guo, you will get a duck for me later." Zhang Jidong said.

"Can ducks be used as medicine?" Chen Guo asked curiously.

"Don't ask so much. You'll know then." Zhang Jidong said.

Chen Guo walked out of the medicine-making kitchen.

"What did Dr. Zhang ask you?" Jiang Changhao asked.

"Let me buy a duck." Chen Guo said.

"Buy duck? Dr. Zhang is preparing to study diet therapy? Do you know where to buy good ducks?" Jiang Changhao asked.

"I know, there are authentic four-type cram ducks from the suburbs in the nearby vegetable market. I didn't ask Dr. Zhang if there is anything else to do with this duck," said Chen Guo.

"Forget it, since Dr. Zhang didn't say it, it doesn't matter what kind of duck you use. Just pick and buy one and come back. I'll go to the counter to record the account later." Jiang Changhao said.

Jiang Changhao walked out of the kitchen where the medicine was boiled and saw Zhang Jidong grabbing a lot of Chinese medicine and stuffing it into a sand jar. It seemed that he was preparing to boil new soup.

"What kind of medicines did Dr. Zhang catch just now?" Jiang Changhao asked an apprentice standing next to him.

"Benzo, lilac, licorice, angelica, bay leaves... are so diverse." This apprentice has a good memory and has recorded all the medicinal materials Zhang Jidong had just used.

Jiang Changhao thought about these medicinal materials carefully one by one. Now that many of these medicinal materials will cause medicinal conflicts together, he knew that Zhang Jidong would definitely have a way to reconcile these medicinal conflicts. However, he couldn't figure out how to reconcile them.

Zhang Jidong had already lit the fire. In a short while, the water in the medicine jar had already started, making a gurgling sound. But no matter how the medicine jar was in trouble, Zhang Jidong didn't reduce the fire. However, no matter how boiling the medicine jar, the medicine liquid did not splash out. The medicine liquid became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a golden yellow like honey, with a very strong fragrance, but it was soon completely put into the medicine liquid, and there was no scent of it.

Zhang Jidong took the medicine liquid out of the medicine jar and poured it into a plate, then added salt and soy sauce to it.

"Doctor Zhang, why do you add salt to the medicinal force?" The apprentice watching on the side quickly reminded.

"How to eat without adding salt?" Zhang Jidong asked in confusion.

"Ah, do you need salt to add to Chinese medicine?" The apprentice turned his head and asked his master Jiang Changhao.

Jiang Changhao was stunned. He didn't understand what he could do. He had never put salt in the pharmacy for his whole life.

"Will the effect be better when salt is added?" Jiang Changhao asked Zhang Jidong.

"Of course, it will only be salty if you add salt." Zhang Jidong felt that Jiang Changhao's traditional Chinese medicine clinic was so famous that he didn't even know what it was for adding salt.

Chen Guo quickly bought a four-series cram duck and came back, but he was still alive.

"Ji Dong, the duck has been bought. I didn't ask you if you want to kill it and clean it up, but I was afraid that you would want duck blood, so I had to bring up the live duck back." Chen Guo said in a pity.

"It's okay to live. Find someone who can kill ducks, remove the hair and clean it up. I don't want the internal organs, you can clean them up." Zhang Jidong said.

"Do you want to cut it open?" Chen Guo asked.

"Cut it open, I use it to roast it. Is there a rack for barbecue here?" Zhang Jidong asked.

"Don't you want to make roast duck?" Chen Guo asked.

"No, Dr. Zhang is studying diet therapy. How could it be made of roast duck? I have an iron rack for roast duck at home and some charcoal. Zhou Yuanliang, come here and come here. The rest of the people, who have seen it almost, do their own things. They are all crowded here, and the patients don't know if they come outside." Jiang Changhao said this, and all the people who were watching Zhang Jidong make medicines here suddenly left, leaving only Jiang Changhao and the fruits left in the medicine-making kitchen. Jiang Changhao also saw that Zhang Jidong was just fiddling with roast duck, and the duck tasted good. But there were too many people in the clinic. Such a big roast duck is not enough for each person.

"Have you done everything?" Jiang Changhao looked at Chen Guo again.

"Didn't you tell me to stay here and see what Dr. Zhang has to ask, and do it anytime?" Chen Guo asked in confusion.
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