The first rich son-in-law

The witch doctor twitched cheekily, sir, it's endless, right?Where did the mountain god come from?Are you pretending to be addicted?

Although he thought so, but witch doctor Yu didn't dare to say it in person.

"Uh, yes yes yes! The kid's witchcraft is indeed superb, and the old man is ashamed of himself!" What the witch doctor could say, he had no choice but to bow down.It can also look classy.

Qing Lin frowned, took a step forward, stretched out his hand and said, "Witch Doctor Yu, you should give me back the previous money, right?"

Now he understands that witch doctor Yu didn't invite the mountain god at all. Even if there was a mountain god, it was Mr. Jiang who invited him. He gave witch doctor Yu 1 yuan before. All the family's belongings were borrowed by him through humiliation, so how could he be willing to let him take them away.

And the witch doctor's face turned ugly in an instant, and he said with a straight face: "What do you mean? If I hadn't done something just now and invited the mountain god, would your father come back alive? You are crossing the river and tearing down the bridge! You are not afraid Is the mountain god furious?"

"Haha? You invited the mountain god?" Tang Zhiruo really couldn't listen anymore, and couldn't help but sneer, "I said Yu Wudoctor, don't you blush when you say that? If you invited the mountain god, Then when you shot, why didn't Uncle Qing wake up?"

"This..." Yu the witch doctor was at a loss for words, and Tang Zhiruo really made him speechless.

"Bring it here!" Qing Lin went up and snatched the money from the witch doctor.

"You are bold, you dare to steal my..."

"I dare to hit you, believe it or not!" Qinglin immediately widened his eyes.

The witch doctor also came with two young men, but these two young men are much smaller than Qing Lin, and with Jiang Beichen, who is "a person who can communicate with mountain gods", he dare not make mistakes .

"Okay, okay!" Witch doctor Yu blew his beard and stared in anger, but he also knew that he couldn't get anything cheap, so he immediately led the people away in despair.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I was reckless just now, I apologize to you!" Qinglin came to Jiang Beichen with a remorseful expression, and immediately handed over 1 yuan, "This is your consultation fee , please accept it!"

The reason he wanted the consultation fee was for Jiang Beichen.

After all, this is what people deserve!
Jiang Beichen waved his hand, shook his head and said, "Forget it, you borrowed this money from someone else, you should return it quickly!"

He knew that this family's life was not easy, and 1 yuan was not a small amount for the father and son, so he naturally couldn't accept it.

"Mr. Jiang, this..." Qinglin felt extremely ashamed, and his eyes turned slightly red.

Jiang Beichen said quickly again: "You really don't have to be polite with me. Although your father has woken up, he has not recovered from his illness and still needs to get medicine. You should keep the money for yourself!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
And at this time, Qinggang started to cough violently again.The brothers and sisters in Tsing Yi hurriedly helped him back into the house.

"Brother Jiang, the mountain god didn't say anything, when will my dad's body recover?" Tsing Yi asked with a bitter face.

Jiang Beichen shook his head and laughed, "The mountain god is only responsible for bringing your father back from the gate of hell, not for treating illnesses. You still have to rely on yourself to recover from illnesses!"

"In this way, I will give you a prescription. You follow this prescription to get the medicine. When you come back, give it to your father on time. It will be enough for a month!" Jiang Beichen hurriedly asked Tsing Yi to find a pen and paper, and then wrote the prescription. down.

Qinglin has been hunting in the mountains all year round and knows a lot of herbs, but after seeing Jiang Beichen's prescription, he shook his head.

"Mr. Jiang, we only have one or two of the herbs you mentioned above. We have local medicines here, and there is no medical center to grab them! What should we do?" Qinglin asked with a distressed expression.

Jiang Beichen slapped his forehead, "Oh, yes! I forgot, your place is indeed a bit remote!"

So what should we do now?

He gave Qing Gang an injection, which only relieved the injury and cleared the toxins from the blood, but the wound did not heal. This kind of wound cannot heal itself, and it must be healed with medicine.

Jiang Beichen thought for a while and said, "Then, what kind of herbs do you have here, or take me to the mountains for a walk, and I can formulate them on the spot only after I see them!"

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. If the medicinal materials are not in sight, Jiang Beichen can't make a move.

"Okay, after dinner, let's go up the mountain together! The Qinglong Mountain behind us is a treasure! There are many precious medicinal materials on it! Many foreigners will come to us to collect medicinal materials when the season comes!" Qinglin said quickly.

Afterwards, the siblings started cooking to entertain Jiang Beichen and Tang Zhiruo, two distinguished guests.

On the other side, in a large courtyard in Qinglongzhai, an old man in a black cloak hurried in.

"Witch Doctor Yu, are you back?" A middle-aged man with a cigarette pouch in his mouth and wrapped in a black turban quickly stood up and greeted him.

"That old fellow Qinggang, is he dead?" The middle-aged man asked hastily.

The witch doctor smiled wryly, "I'm sorry, Patriarch Ada, I messed up this matter! That Qinggang actually came back to life!"

"How is it possible?" Ah Da had a disbelieving expression on his face, "I went to see that guy the day before yesterday, and he was already terminally ill. How could he come back to life!? This is absolutely impossible!"

The witch doctor shook his head, with a helpless expression, and told what happened just now.

"What? A foreigner? Since when did this Qinggang family get to know a foreigner!" Ada slammed the cigarette pot with a hateful expression on his face.

The witch doctor sighed, "This boy from a foreign race really has a lot of skills. If I'm not wrong, he should be a master of medicine! This time, the old man has made a mistake!"

"What the hell, this time it's Qing Gang's fate!" A Da shook his head, "I didn't expect that this old boy is really fateful!"

"Thank you, witch doctor, come here!"

Ah shouted, and immediately a servant came over and handed over a stack of tickets.

"Witch doctor Yu, this is your reward, but our business will end here, you know!" Ah Da said with narrowed eyes.

The witch doctor narrowed his eyes, nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes! Don't worry! I'm just a witch doctor. I treat patients. I don't know anything else!"

"By the way, let me first wish your son to be the patriarch as soon as possible. Hee hee, this old man will go first!"

The witch doctor took the ticket and left happily.