"Bah, the devil believes you. "Li Sihan was embarrassed, and stretched out a finger to poke Ye Fan's braincase, she naturally understood that kind www.biquge.info of words.

Ye Fan smiled and lowered his head, and continued to sort out his treasures, in the past few years, he has even smuggled and cheated, coupled with self-reliance, and collected a lot of Maoshan treasures. This time, all of them are brought out of the mountain, ready to show their talents, money, fame, career and love, and they will definitely make a lot of money.

In addition to these strange medicinal wines, Li Sihan also saw several small porcelain bottles, which were tightly sealed with duct tape.

She wanted to ask what was going on, but she eventually held back her curiosity.

I thought it would be some kind of panacea, but I didn't think that people were not as good as heaven, they were all things that could not be seen.

Tired from running around for days, coupled with the fact that he had a dead fight with Ling Ruoxi last night, Ye Fan slept until noon, opened the door, and turned around, but the two big beauties in the apartment were not there.

"It's boring, I should find a job to kill time...... It's best to pick up girls and make money. ”

Picked out a few kinds of Maoshan yam wine, put it into a small bottle, picked up the bag, and Ye Fan shook it onto the street.

Maoshan deception, if the pit is recognized as the second, no one dares to say the first.

However, it is all the left way, and after all, you can't go to the hall of elegance, harm others and benefit yourself, and lose yin morality. Ye Fan inherited the authentic sect, how can Jin Lin be a thing in the pool, any elixir in the bag is worth a thousand gold, and it is definitely not a dog skin plaster that has been wasted.

Selling is not the goal, fame and fortune are the pursuit.

In the most prestigious First Affiliated Hospital in Xinghai City, a handsome young man walked into the hall carrying an L'Oreal paper bag.

Maoshan Sect since ancient times to study mountain, medicine, life, physiognomy, divination five techniques, passed to modern times, really left behind not much, of which mountain, medicine two techniques are fundamental, and medical skills are easy to learn, easy to pass, ten years into a small success, thirty years can be a big success.

Ye Fan played a small smart and good memory, worshiped under the knees of those old guys, and specialized in the two techniques of mountain and medicine.

The so-called mountain is to promote, strengthen, and cultivate ** and spirit through food pills, foundation building, charms, boxing, etc., to reach the legendary realm of soaring in the day and sitting on the ground to become an immortal.

In contrast, ancient medical techniques are more popular, easy to understand, and nine out of ten cultivators are proficient in a certain type of medical skill, because no matter what way they practice, they must be familiar with the inside and outside of the human body, the meridians and bones.

Most of the fate, physiognomy, and divination have been lost, and most of the existing ones are deceptions such as deception, and there is no precipitation for decades or hundreds of years, and it is difficult for this kind of monk to achieve the atmosphere.

"Get out of the way!Emergency patient!Emergency patient!" A noisy footstep in the corridor behind him interrupted Ye Fan's interest in finding prey.

More than a dozen doctors and nurses pushed the operating cart, and no less than twenty bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses rushed into the hall.

Look at this momentum, it is definitely a big fish! Ye Fan quietly retreated and stood aside to watch carefully.

"Is the operating room ready?" asked the middle-aged man who seemed to be a family member of the patient and a secretary.