Jiang Yi seemed to have discovered the old man at this time: "What a coincidence, old man. By the way, I would like to thank you for your righteous words that day."

Fang Zhongde waved his hands repeatedly: "Shame, I'm so polite, I almost made you lose that top-grade Polygonatum."

Jiang Yi smiled: "I'm just lucky and got a hole."

Fang Zhongde looked at Jiang Yi deeply, and without saying much, he took Fang Shaohua to say goodbye and left.

Han’s mother and Han Chengcheng kept sending the two outside the door.

"Dad, how did you know that little clerk?" Fang Shaohua asked curiously.

"About two days ago, I was idle and went to Erxianqiao Medicinal Materials Market for a walk.

Then Fang Zhongde talked about the whole process of meeting Jiang Yi.

Fang Shaohua looked shocked: "A top-grade Polygonatum plant that has been more than 60 years old in Erxianqiao Market has been released? And he has picked up a leak. He is confused!"

Fang Zhongde said lightly: "Then he knocked over the third bowl of Ganoderma lucidum soup last night and saved the patient. Is it also a pity?"

Fang Shaohua's expression was stiff.

Fang Zhongde said: "These two things may indeed be confused. But what surprised me was that Song Hu later gave him the top-grade Polygonatum that he obtained. And Miss Han's mouth was Song Hu who was shocked by the mysterious master."

"These things are connected together, so it's hard not to doubt the identity of the clerk."

Fang Shaohua's eyes stagnated: "Father's meaning, this clerk named Jiang..."

"He may know the master who possesses the skills of immortal doctors." Fang Zhongde said with a bright look.

Fang Shaohua suddenly became excited: "Father, then let's turn around and ask him!"

Fang Zhongde waved his hand, "How can such a thing be forced? But that little clerk is lucky."

"Yes, even if he is just a servant of the Medical Immortal, he is lucky enough to be in his three lives."

Fang Shaohua sighed and then said, "By the way, father, there are less than three days left before the Dragon King arena. It's time for you to prepare."

Fang Zhongde nodded slightly, showing expectations: "I hope that this year's Dragon King Competition can identify sufficient amounts of medicinal materials."

...

Han family.

"Xiao Jiang, how do you know the King of Prescriptions?" Han's mother asked curiously, with a kind smile on her face.

Han Chengcheng on the side was also thoughtful.

Jiang Yi smiled and said, "I went to the medicinal materials market two days ago and happened to meet Mr. Fang, so I chatted casually."

"Just that's it?"

My mother of Han's tone was disappointed and her face became colder.

At this time, Han Chengcheng said, "Xiao Jiang, thank you yesterday. If you hadn't overturned the bowl of Ganoderma lucidum soup, my father might not have been able to support the master to save him."

Han’s mother frowned: “What’s there to thank for? He also hit him by chance.”

Han Chengcheng said seriously: "Mom, no matter what, Xiaojiang saved my dad. Xiaojiang, what reward do you want? I'll give you a bonus."

Han’s mother’s face changed drastically.

Jiang Yi said: "The bonus is not needed. Let's do this. I have some private matters in two days. Let's give me a few days off."

"Okay, no problem."

Han Chengcheng said: "Starting today, you will be allowed to take a week off."

Han’s mother snorted coldly: “I took a leave after a few days of work, and he was so cheap!”

Jiang Yi smiled, turned his head and looked to Dongfang, and a trace of expectation rose in his eyes.

He could feel that he was about four to five spiritual energy that had been separated from breaking through the fifth level of Qi training, and corresponding to four to five top-grade medicinal materials that were at least sixty years old.

Three days later, he is bound to win the rare medicinal materials in the Dragon King ring competition!

In the dark, Jiang Yi had a strange premonition.

Perhaps there, I will meet the long-lost "her"... possessed Tang Nianyi and kidnapped Ruoru's evil soul!

Not far away, Han Chengcheng looked at Jiang Yi, and his heartbeat was inexplicably accelerating.

"Is he... thinking about someone?" Han Chengcheng thought to himself, feeling a little sad.

At this time, her cell phone rang, and it was her cousin Zhang Yuyan who called her.

"Hey, cousin! Are you free in three days? Mr. Kong got a few tickets for island tours, and there is also a big family man who is young and rich, has a high education, and is handsome. Now, there is only one missing from three, and you are missing!"

Han Chengcheng was about to refuse.

Han’s mother suddenly snatched her phone: “I have time and time! Yuyan, I’ll ask you for the big events in your cousin’s life!”

"Mom!" Han Chengcheng glared at her mother in dissatisfaction.

Han’s mother said with a slight face: “You are almost 30 years old and you still have no partner! You really want to be a leftover woman?? Anyway, your father has recovered from illness, so I will send you to your cousin’s house the day after tomorrow!”

In a blink of an eye, two days passed.

There was still one day left before the agreed date with Song Hu, and Jiang Yi suddenly received a call.

Song Hu's weak voice came from the other end of the phone: "Senior, I'm really sorry... I'm afraid I can't participate in this Dragon King Tournament."

"Are you injured?"

Jiang Yi frowned slightly, then said lightly: "I'll be there in a while."

Tiger Majesty Hall.

Jiang Yi met Song Hu.

Song Hu was wrapped in a bandage with one arm, soft, pale, dull eyes, and never saw the heroic spirit he had before.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yi asked straight to the point.

Song Hu smiled bitterly and said, "That's right. I had already asked my elder brother for two tickets to Malang Island."

"Because the number of ship tickets is limited, only the contestants and guests of this Dragon King Competition can own it, which is equivalent to the quota for entering the island."

"But just yesterday, an enemy suddenly came to the door and challenged me."

"Three years ago, I used fifteen moves to defeat him, so I felt relieved to face the challenge. But unexpectedly, this time, he only used three moves to defeat me easily."

"Not only that, he also destroyed one of his arms and snatched the two places to the island."

Jiang Yi asked: "Can't you get the quota again?"

Song Hu said with a guilty look on his face: "It's still one day before going to the island, and the quota has been locked."

Jiang Yi said lightly: "I don't care about this, you must get me a quota for the island."

"If you can do it, I will help you re-release your broken arm and recover as before, without leaving any hidden dangers."

Song Hu's eyes that were already extremely dim were rekindled.

"Can you really help me recover?"

At this moment, a cold snorted from the door of the martial arts hall: "Second brother, don't believe his nonsense. The little medicine king Fang Shaohua personally diagnosed that your arm was poisoned by that bastard, your muscles were atrophy, and your tendons were broken, and it was completely ruined. Even if you reconnect, it would be impossible to practice martial arts again."

While talking, a thin middle-aged man and dozens of bodyguards walked in.

Song Hu smiled bitterly and said, "He is my eldest brother, the boss of Shihu Real Estate Group, Song Shi."

Song Shi was originally named Song Shi. After becoming famous, the "liu" of lion was changed to "poetry" of poetry, which was more elegant.

Song Shi stared at Jiang Yi and said coldly: "Are you the so-called master my brother recruited?"

"Where were you when my brother was kicked in the house?"

"Hmph, a waste! I can't do anything if I collect money or not. I'll find someone to ruin you???"
Chapter completed!