Mr. Ji doesn't want to answer.

"Well, since that's the case, tell me when does that businessman usually pass by our Xishan City?"

Wang Zheng actually wanted to meet the maker of this pill.

Although this will become addictive, and as patients eat too much, their resistance will increase, in this era, such doctors are somewhat capable of inventing this pill.

"That may disappoint you." Old Ji said, then narrowed his eyes and grinned his teeth and asked, "Do you want it too?"

Wang Zheng was confused. He wouldn't even touch this kind of medicine even if he gave it to him. Why would he still want it?

"Then I tell you, you could have lived to be eighty years old, but after you took this medicine, you will only have five years of life." Wang Zheng's words were not a scare, but true.

When Feng Yang heard this, he felt a little worried. Fortunately, Wang Zheng took out the pills that Jiang Yuru took, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this time, Wang Zheng observed Mr. Ji and saw that a little festering appeared in his mouth. In addition, he had just hit two big plates and vomited so much blood. Normal people were not so fragile.

What's more, the other party is a doctor and should pay attention to health preservation in daily life. How could he have such a poor body?

Therefore, Wang Zheng could basically judge that Mr. Ji was lying that he had more than two of this painkiller pill.

Mr. Ji should eat it often. He looks very energetic, but in fact he is in a loss of his body.

Hearing Wang Zheng's words, Mr. Ji ignored it and said in disdain in his heart: "Who should I scare?"

For such a person, Wang Zheng shook his head, turned his head and said, "Father, let's go back."

Wang Dengke nodded and looked at Mr. Ji. After all, he had acquaintance. Before leaving, he said something.

"Old Mr. Ji, take care of yourself!"

When Feng Yang saw that Wang Zheng and others were about to leave, he immediately stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Doctor Wang, please sit for a while."

Wang Zheng shook his head and said, "No, I still have to go back to take care of myself and make up for my rehabilitation."

How comfortable this life is.

"Then what should I do with this person?"

"Let me go?" Wang Zheng said. If Mr. Ji doesn't say anything, he can only let him go and send someone to stare at him.

When Mr. Ji heard this, he was happy and said, "Yes, just think I'm a fart, let it go."

I was so old that I didn't blush when I said this.

Qiao'er was shy and lowered her head.

"Well, okay, I hope it won't smell bad if I let it go." Feng Yang nodded and held back his laughter. Old Ji and him had no hatred, but they only took action to curry favor with Wang Zheng. Since the other party was unwilling to care, let's forget it.

Old Ji looked at the Wang family coldly, gritted his teeth, and said in his heart: "You wait, I must make you pay the price."

Feng Yang sent the Wang family to the door and said, "Doctor Wang, I will send someone to send you back."

"No need, you should take care of your wife with peace of mind." Wang Zheng said politely.

"Okay, I'll ask Dr. Wang to come in a few days to treat the inner person's later treatment." Feng Yang was so happy that he sent someone to see them off, so he went back to the mansion first.

Wang Zheng nodded. Since he promised treatment, he would cure the patient. This is his medical ethics.

Feng Yang immediately ordered his servants to use fifty taels of silver as medical expenses.

"This is thank you. After my wife is well, I will definitely come to thank you."
Chapter completed!