Sister, you miss me

This time, Yang Feng drove, while Li Feng sat in the co-driver.

Yang Feng drove around several pharmacies in the capital of Colin, but found nothing in the end.

When Yang Feng was depressed, Li Feng asked about Ali Ya in a low voice.

Yang Feng answered the gunshot wound.

Li Feng asked why he didn't go to the hospital, and Yang Feng said he could handle it.

Li Feng asked him what medicine he wanted, and Yang Feng said Chinese medicine for wounds.

Li Feng patted his head: "Sir, why didn't you tell me earlier, where does Colin have this stuff? Can't western medicine work?"

"Western medicine will leave scars."

"It seems that I can only visit the base."

"Does the base have that stuff?"

"Let's take a look. In my impression, the base has a Chinese pharmacy and an old Chinese doctor is resident. Zhengyu Security's accompanying doctors are all Chinese medicine doctors, which is also a major feature of the company."

"Great, not going yet."

Benz came to the base and Zhou Zheng and Zhang Quan led people out. They only knew that Yang Feng was a lifesaver, but they didn't know that they were affected by Yang Feng, so they were all very excited.

Especially Zhou Zheng, Yang Feng saved his life more than once.

Li Feng said that he had come. An old man with a yellow and white beard walked forward, wearing a green cloth robe, and bowing to Yang Feng with a ninety degree first.

Yang Feng couldn't stop him, and was busy helping the old man.

"Old gentleman, you killed me."

"No, Mr. Yang Feng could bear this gift from me. If it weren't for you, we people would have already died away from home."

"Okay, okay, I'm also a member of Zhengyu Security. Dadong and I are more than my brothers, please don't tell me outside."

He said, hooking the old man's shoulder: "How do you call the old man?"

"Shangguan Miao."

"Oh?"

The old man bowed his hands: "Fu surnamed Shangguan, Sun Simiao's Miao, a family of Chinese medicine practitioners, now that Chinese medicine has declined, Mr. Hong has a good meal.

"Sir, you still need money at your age?"

"Money is like a cloud to me, I just like this kind of idle life."

"Oh." Yang Feng sighed softly, "I don't know when I will be able to live a leisurely life like Mr.'s life, I'm entangled in mundane affairs!"

"Everyone has ambitions. My husband is young, but he is the idol in the hearts of countless people, and he deserves pride."

"Yes, let's stop bragging about each other, I'm looking for something to do with the old man."

"what's up?"

"I need Chinese herbal medicine for gunshot wounds."

"Oh?" Shangguan Miao asked in confusion, "Sir, I heard you right, what you want is not medicine, but medicinal materials."

Yang Feng nodded: "I have already dealt with the gunshot wound. I need to dispense the medicine by myself. She is a beautiful girl and she shouldn't have scars on her body. It just so happens that my family has a secret recipe from ancestors, so I want to do it myself.

"Ancestral secret recipe?"

Shangguan Miao's eyes lit up suddenly: "Mr. is also from the Xinglin family?"

Yang Feng shook his head: "How do you say? My father knows everything, so he should be considered a miscellaneous family!"

Shangguan Miao seemed to understand, "I have a relatively complete list of medicinal materials here, otherwise, Mr. Miao will make a list."

With that, Shangguan Miao prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Yang Feng was big for a while, this old man was really traditional.

Yang Feng didn't refuse, so Yang Feng wrote.

He used to sit in the county hospital, and the pharmacy would still write. Although he hadn't deliberately practiced the calligraphy, he couldn't hide his arbitrary brushstroke.

Shangguan Miao picked up the word, let go of his eyes, full of praise: "Sir, can this be given away?"

Yang Feng smiled bitterly: "I only need medicine."

"understand."

Shangguan Miao happily took the medicine according to the prescription, and weighed it as he said: "Sir, do you know who your pen looks like?"

Yang Feng shrugged: "I don't know."

"In history, there were two people, one was Marshal Yue Feiyue and the other was a great leader."

Yang Feng shook his head and smiled.

With the medicine, Yang Feng is about to leave.

"Mr. stay."

Shangguan Miao chased after a few steps, and Yang Feng turned around: "Old sir, what else can you tell me?"

"Don't dare to be it, sir, if your prescription can even remove the scars of a gunshot wound, have you ever thought about it? What kind of wealth would it be, you just give it to the old man?"

Yang Feng looked at him and said nothing.

"Do you trust the old man, or do you dismiss it?" Shangguan Miao asked.

Yang Feng smiled faintly: "You don't deserve it."

When Yang Feng left, the old man blew his beard and stared, and he had to match it. He practiced medicine all his life, but he was despised by a junior.

Of course, he didn't think about researching out this medicine and then using it out in exchange for wealth. That would only make people look down on it even more.

Back in the palace, Aliya was really obedient, still soaking in the bathtub, not knowing when she was asleep.

The temperature of the water in the bathtub was constant and the water vapor was lingering. Some of Aria's beautiful parts were looming, but Yang Feng's mood did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Tested the temperature on her forehead, turned around and prepared to go out to dispense medicine.

As soon as she left the house, the corners of Aliya's lips curled up slightly, and Yang Feng's heart moved, presumably Aliya was having a dream.

In the lobby, the news was still playing, and Yang Feng watched as he smashed medicine.

In the news, on the streets of the capital of South Goguryeo, many people held banners and demanded that the authorities shut down the nuclear power plant.

The news commentator said that South Goguryeo is only a small place, but it is the country with the most dense nuclear power plants in the world. It is true that nuclear power plants have played a huge role in the development of the national economy. However, many nuclear power plants have been in service for more than 30 years. A sharp sword hanging over the heads of citizens and even the people of the world.

The narrator generously stated that nuclear energy is like a Pandora's box. If it is used well, the benefits are endless. Once it loses control, the consequences will be disastrous.

Nowadays, more than three nuclear power plants have reached the end of their maintenance life, but the authorities have not taken any action for a long time, which makes the people very worried.

The news is here, basically over.

Yang Feng shook his head, saying that these people are really unreasonable worries.

In addition, he also heard that these people are organized and paid. In many, party-based countries, such things often happen. Many people rush to participate in such activities after get off work, and they can make a small fortune.

"I don't know how the second child handles such things?" Yang Feng couldn't help but think of Park Zhongsheng.

At this time, Park Jong-sheng was in despair.

Because the Prime Minister did something behind his back, and these things are now on the verge of losing control.

This matter has not yet been known by the media. Once it is known by the public, the consequences will be disastrous.

In the office of the president, Park Jong-sheng rubbed his temples, barely standing with the prime minister and energy minister.

The prime minister has white temples and is old enough to be Park Jong-sung's father. He is a famous hardliner and strongman.

However, Park Jong-sung was full of resentment towards him.

"Minister Cui, please give me a reasonable explanation."

Park Jong-sung has always been polite to his subordinates, but this time his tone is particularly harsh.

"The President..." Minister Cui glanced at the Prime Minister subconsciously.

"Don't look at the Prime Minister, I ask you, you answer me! Why did I see the application when I stopped for maintenance, but did not tell me when it was put into use?"

Minister Choi's mouth moved, "Prime Minister... Prime Minister..."

The Prime Minister said: "Your Excellency the President is still young, it is better to take charge of the overall situation. If the nuclear power plant is not opened for a day, the loss is immeasurable. Economic development is a matter for the cabinet."

"But for economic development, we should first guarantee the safety of people's lives. If people are gone, what's the use of money?"

"Why did the president say this? It's alarmist!"

Park Zhongsheng shook his hand with a report: "This was written by the head of one of the nuclear power plants. He said that the overhaul was just a cutscene. The cooling pipes of more than 10,000 meters only had time to replace one tenth. Request to run again..."

"The President," the Prime Minister interrupted Park Zhongsheng, "First of all, people should be afraid. This is a good thing, but you should know that there is a saying-groundless worry."

"you……"

"This person named Huang Zhongzheng is no longer the stationmaster."

"What! You guys..."

"Yes, he is an expert, but his thinking is conservative, and the times are developing. We can't follow the old ways and should let more and more energetic young people bear the burden."

"To put it bluntly, it's not because of this report." Park Zhongsheng's eyes were red with anger.

It's true that she deceived people too much, and Park Jong-sung has never suffered such a frustration since she was a child.

"You are shutting up your words and taking revenge. You are trying to deny yourself from the people!"

"President, you are serious."

"I want to let the people of the whole country know about this matter, knowing that their prime minister is adept at advocating."

"President, please think twice. We are on the same boat, so your lips and teeth are cold!"

Park Jong-sheng gritted his teeth and was speechless for a long time. Why didn't he understand this truth? Even if he informed the people about the joint, several people would believe that this was just the cabinet's opinion.

"Mr. President, maybe it's not that serious. Stationmaster Huang is like a doctor, always telling patients about bad mouths."

"Get out."

"..."

"roll!"

Park Zhongsheng's eyes widened: "Go!"

The Prime Minister trembled with anger, and finally walked away.

Looking at a few red dots on the map, that is the location of the nuclear power plant, connected in series, running through the entire border, once...

Park Jong-sung bit his finger tightly and didn't dare to think about it.

If you don't ask for merit, at least you can't become a sinner through the ages.

...

Yang Feng prepared the medicine and took out the soaked white Ali Ya.

Aria was injured and lost blood. She was sleepy and tired, but she woke up with a sudden cold.

Aria was still a little bit shy when she found that she was still in Yang Feng's arms.

"Husband."

"Hey, sleep, I'll give you medicine."

"Everyone is woken up by you, so what..."

Then his neck numb, "falling asleep".

Yang Feng put it on the bed and began to treat the wound.

After several hours of soaking, the flesh of the wound became very loose.

Yang Feng carefully removed it. In the process, Aria, who was in a coma, frowned from time to time, presumably she could feel the pain.

Yang Feng was sweating profusely, and he treated all the wounds before applying medicine.

After all processing was completed, it was dark.

Aria slept soundly, Yang Feng was hungry and ate a leg of lamb.

When I was considering how to arrange for Aria, the phone rang and an international call came over.

Yang Feng smiled. He had a vague impression of this number. It was Jin Mingxi, and most of it had good news.