Zhou Jiao, who was watching from the side, narrowed her eyes and looked at the two old brothers suspiciously.

Her eldest senior brother’s hair is almost gray. If her master’s illness is really so serious that it is incurable, would he be so childish as to argue with his junior brother?

And his seventh senior brother, who had a very good relationship with her master, hid everything he didn't want his wife to know from the old man, and the two of them chattered like a father and son.

If her master was dying right now, shouldn't her eyes be red... No!

Zhou Jiao immediately reached out and turned Zhu Ling's body over, then looked into his eyes.

Taking another look, she was immediately furious. "Haha..." She sneered twice, "Who among you wants to tell me the truth? I'm not talented, but at least I can play with some medicinal powder..."

Seventh Senior Brother immediately bowed, "Little Junior Sister, please don't." He lowered his voice deliberately as he spoke, "Didn't I wink at you just now?

Zhang Guoqing couldn't help but chuckle at the words, but he immediately suppressed it and turned to leave. He had been saying that something didn't feel right, and it turned out to be true.

I just don’t know how the old man will explain to his wife after this incident?

This is just a joke, just a joke. No elder at such an old age would joke about his or her illness.

But who is Doctor Hu?

Zhang Guoqing is not surprising at all, he is just an old naughty boy, otherwise he would not be so disrespectful as to equip his three sons with the rare golden gun...

By the way, what did the kids say when they came back from accompanying the old man last weekend?

Zhang Guoqing thought about it carefully and almost burst out laughing again.

He remembered that the old man had buried three jars of medicinal wine under the pomegranate tree. It was said that it was for the three Ping'an brothers to drink on their wedding night. Drinking it would guarantee that he would have several disciples soon.

This old bastard probably played a trick on himself, and then his three sons took the trick again. Now he wants to find a way to mess with everyone.

"Little Junior Sister, it's hard to disobey Master's orders. You can't blame me and Senior Brother."

Zhang Guoqing turned around and looked at the three silly brothers and sisters speechlessly.

Seven Idiots continued, "Master Uncle did indeed faint, and it was only when Uncle Hu heard a bang in the pharmacy that he pushed open the door and was able to get in."

The fifty-year-old fool nodded seriously to prove his innocence and immediately took over the rest of his junior brother's words, "This is true. Uncle Hu was so scared when he sent it to me.

Later, I gave Master Uncle several injections. No, it should be that after I gave him one injection, Master Uncle would have woken up. But Master Uncle just didn't wake up, so I was so scared that I called you.

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head speechlessly, "When I got back after making the call, your Seventh Senior Brother had also rushed over. We were both so worried that we were going crazy.

We tried everything but couldn't find the cause. X-rays showed no signs of recovery and we even wanted to do an ultrasound on him.

Or maybe your Seventh Senior Brother said you had to come, otherwise it would be the last time we met..."

"Ahem..." Senior Brother Seven beside him coughed a few times to interrupt, then said, "I think Senior Uncle loves you the most. I think you should whisper a few more words to him. Maybe he'll worry about you."

Zhu Ling nodded repeatedly after hearing what he said. "That's what I meant. As soon as your seventh senior brother said that, I told him you'd be there in ten minutes. Guess what happened?"

Zhou Jiao replied unhappily, "Wake up!"

"Yes, she is worthy of being our Junior Sister. She is so smart and guessed it right in one go!"

Zhang Guoqing, with his back turned, was trying to suppress his laughter until his shoulders were shaking. After all, playing a prank was better than actually dying.

"When Master Uncle heard you were coming, he woke up all of a sudden. Before we could even get excited, he said we were so pissed off, and then..."

And then.

Naturally, a few people heard an embarrassing story.

What can make the old man fall down is a recipe for a drug that causes unconsciousness.

Afterwards, according to Dr. Hu himself.

He has been bored lately and wants to go back to his hometown, but his apprentice disagrees and wants to go for a walk in the suburbs. Old Hu follows him limping along.

So, he hid in the pharmacy, intending to improve the out-of-print drug for his apprentice.

Everything was going well at the beginning. He had already condensed several recipes he knew together. He was just one step away from success.

Finally fell at the last step.

Why?

He forgot to eat breakfast and lunch, and to make matters worse, he closed all the doors and windows because he was worried that his old neighbors would come to disturb him.

When he was drugged, he knew that something was wrong and that his reputation would be ruined.

After being awakened by his foolish apprentice, he thought, "Is it time for this old man to be moved to the ward? Then he can just wake up and leave when the time comes."

But who knew that his two stupid nephews kept pushing the stretcher, either taking him to the emergency room or to some crappy imaging machine.

Damn it! These two have completely disgraced our ancestors. All those years of studying Chinese medicine were wasted.

Later, he even thought of asking his own apprentice to come over. Doctor Hu was very suspicious that if he didn't wake up, he would probably be pushed into the funeral home for cremation tomorrow.

So, he had no choice but to wake up. Otherwise, when his young apprentice came over and greeted those old guys, he would lose face.

Zhou Jiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Then why don't you just say it directly?"

"Master said that it's okay for you and Xiaowu to come alone, but according to the phone call Wuyi received, he said that if the younger generation comes, we should send you away and keep it secret from the children."

"Well, little junior sister, my uncle said it himself, so I have been winking at you all the time."

After hearing what the two brothers said, Zhou Jiao shook her head speechlessly. She couldn't say that she was almost scared to death. She agreed with Zhang Guoqing's idea. As long as nothing happened, it was good. Let's make a fuss. It's healthier!

"Is the old man's health really okay?"

"It's okay. I've checked with both Chinese and Western medicine, and there's nothing wrong. That's what scared me. My uncle was originally reluctant to give me glucose and insisted on being discharged.

Later, your Seventh Senior Brother said that with such a big commotion, people would definitely ask about the patient's condition. But we couldn't tell anyone that he had prepared the drug?

If I go back like this, I'd better listen to him and finish the IV drip first to avoid suspicion, and then tell others that the old man is old and weak."

Zhou Jiao nodded in agreement. "Then you guys go back and rest first. I'll stay with Master, and I'll take him back after this is over."

"Forget it, let's go together."

"Yes, it didn't take long for the two bottles of saline solution to be hung up."

Zhang Guoqing couldn't help but interject, "There's no need to keep the drip in the hospital. You can just take it home."

Zhu Ling and his junior brother looked at each other in surprise. No wonder they say a thief is always guilty. If he had been a thief, he would have felt guilty. Wouldn't it be enough to just take the potion home?

Zhang Guoqing pretended not to notice their abnormality and went in first. Old Man Hu was lucky. Only if he really cared about him could he make these two people who had been holding scalpels all their lives so confused.