The Huatuo Materia Medica Sutra that Xiang Tian practiced is the most pure Chinese medicine in any aspect and has nothing to do with Western medicine. △Traditional Chinese medicine does not require the use of instruments or diagnostic equipment from diagnosis to treatment. Therefore, after listening to Chen Haomin's reminder, Xiang Tian patted his sleeves and said confidently: "Everything is ready."

Chen Haomin looked at it and couldn't help but be stunned: "You actually carry this thing with you every day and put it on your arm, so you don't have to worry about hurting yourself."

"What a joke! I am a Chinese medicine doctor. If I get hurt by a silver needle, I won't make people laugh out loud!"

"Hehe, that's true."

The two of them came to the hotel side by side. The car was parked at the door and had been replaced with a red flag car. The red flag car was domineering in appearance, the interior space was super spacious, and the interior decoration was no less than the Rolls-Royce of yesterday.

"Tsk, this car is good!"

Xiang Tian looked around and showed admiration on his face.

"Nonsense! This is a special car, and it's impossible to buy it on the market." Chen Haomin curled his lips.

Xiang Tian looked at Chen Haomin and asked curiously: "Brother Chen, how many old men are there this time? Who are they?"

Chen Haomin glanced at the driver and said mysteriously: "You don't have to worry about this, in short, I won't harm you. Although those who have retired, they still have unparalleled influence in China."

Xiang Tian nodded secretly, his heart moved, and asked again: "What's the situation in the Xiang family now?"

"Why did you remember to ask this?"

Chen Haomin asked back, but without thinking too much, he casually introduced: "The Xiang family's current situation is pretty good, and he barely squeezed into a first-class family. Unfortunately, the Xiang family is poor. After Xiang Jianguo, there were no other male members of the direct line. Even if he could reach the top level, the final decline of the Xiang family is still inevitable."

"I heard that someone from the Xiang family is abroad?" I found that Chen Haomin's evaluation was quite objective. And with a little sympathy in his tone, Xiang Tian raised his eyebrows and continued to ask.

It is obvious that even if the Chen family and the Xiang family are not allies, they are definitely not political enemies. In this case, he naturally has no scruples.

"Hmm?" Chen Haomin asked in confusion: "Why are you so interested in the Xiang family? By the way, your surname is also 'Xiang'. Could it be a distant relative of the Xiang family, right?"

Xiang Tian smiled and said, "You should know that I was adopted by Aunt Li since I was a child. My parents had passed away for many years."

Chen Haomin patted Xiang Tian on the shoulder: "It doesn't matter, a man, even if he fights alone, can still create his own career. In this regard, I absolutely believe in you."

Xiang Tian was speechless: "Let's talk about the Xiang family!"

"Actually, I don't know much about the Xiang family. After all, I was only three years old when the competition failed in the Xiang family. But my father said that the second son of the Xiang family did go abroad. He was doing well abroad and he came back a few years ago. However, he did not meet Xiang Jianguo, but just worshiped his parents."

"In the past two years, I have never heard of the second son of the Xiang family."

After Chen Haomin finished speaking, he sighed and said, "I heard from my father that the matter was not right or wrong, but it could be considered a political dispute. Later, the Xiang family fell apart. Xiang Jianguo himself was an honest official, and those political enemies were not killed in the end. Otherwise, before the Xiang family and the Zhao family married, the Xiang family would have been left with no residue left."

Xiang Tian's eyes were calm. "Since he decided to go to politics, some risks are naturally necessary."

"Who said no! So I have never been interested in politics, but I can't help it. After this time I come back, I will inevitably go this way." Chen Haomin laughed at himself: "Fortunately, I have married Lin Xi. As long as I keep myself clean in the future, even if I am suppressed, I will not be in danger of my life."

"Brother Chen, just rush forward. As long as you stand firm and move forward, no matter what evil spirits he is, your buddy has a way to deal with them."

Xiang Tian looked confident and cheered Chen Haomin.

"you?"

Chen Haomin twitched his lips. Although he felt brotherhood, he did not take this to heart. Political science is not other industries, and it is not possible to solve problems with good skills. Compromise and cooperation are the core principles.

Of course, if Chen Haomin knew that Xiang Tian was proficient in earthly evil changes and could become anyone as he pleased, he would definitely change his attitude. If he knew that there were a group of celestial immortals standing behind him, even if he had no magic power, he would probably not have any doubts about Xiang Tian's words.

The Hongqi car was fast, driving for more than 40 minutes, and stopped in front of a post.

After five consecutive inspections, the Hongqi car was able to continue moving forward. Xiang Tian looked outside through the window and found that it was a three-step stand and a five-step whistle, with extremely tight warnings.

Finally, a three-story building appeared in front of the Hongqi car. The building was quaint and the walls were covered with roses. It looked like it was a bit old.

The car stopped, Xiang Tian and Chen Haomin got out in turn and walked towards the villa side by side.

In the living room of the villa, four white-haired old men were arguing. The focus of their argument was the chess game on the coffee table in front of them.

"Old Chen, we agreed in advance. We cannot regret chess, we cannot regret chess. You are so shameless, are you still shameless?" The thin-shaped and energetic old man said angrily.

"Of course I didn't regret the chess. I accidentally trembled my hands and the chess piece fell down."

Old Chen is naturally Chen Haomin's grandfather. His face with a national font not only does not make people feel majestic, but also looks more like an old naughty boy.

Another old man with a three-inch goatee said disdainfully: "You two are chess-stuffing, you are just a little bit of a chess and regretting it. I blushed when I saw it."

"Old Yang, what are you saying? Your level is high. Didn't you let me win three games in a row last time?"

Lao Yang sneered: "I'm drunk, otherwise I can win."

"Okay, OK," the last old man advised: "It's all the 70s and 80s, and it's still like a three-year-old child, and I'm not afraid of the younger generations' jokes."

"Fuck! Who dares to watch my jokes? I'll break his legs."

“…”

When Xiang Tian and Chen Haomin entered the door, they heard four old men quarrel. Xiang Tian suddenly twitched his lips and his face was full of strangeness. Old kid, old kid, these words are really good.

"Ahem!"

Chen Haomin's face became hot and he quickly coughed a few times. The other three old men were nothing. The key was that there was also his old man, and he could even quarrel on playing chess, which was simply awesome.

"Little bastard, you're just coughing!"

Mr. Chen looked up and found that it was Chen Haomin. He immediately blew his beard and stared at him and scolded him.

Chen Haomin was covered in dark lines, "Grandpa, don't you want to see Xiang Tian? I brought him."

"oh?"

After the words came, the four people looked up at Xiang Tian at the same time. The four eyes were scrutinized, doubted, surprised, gentle, and mixed, but there was no disdain or contempt.

"Hello, old men."

"Yeah. Not bad."
Chapter completed!