Zheng Chaofeng spread his hands, feeling inexplicably cheerful.
This guy usually looks down on people; he never expected to be outdone.
"The medicine has arrived."
Zhang Maolin interrupted their conversation.
Several people carried a large, hot barrel filled with steam and a strong medicinal aroma.
"Dr. Lin, how should I put this medicine?"
Zhou Zhiqiang stepped forward and asked.
"Just pour it on the side, let the medicine seep in little by little."
Lin Fan also came out of the pool.
"OK!"
Zhou Zhiqiang turned around and gave some instructions to the staff.
"Splash."
"Whoosh..."
Before the medicine was even poured in, the sound of water gushing out could be heard one after another.
Everyone wanted to see how Lin Fan would pay for Xiangyang's medical treatment.
"Don't panic, everyone."
Lin Fan explained with a smile, "Old Master Qian's health has been deteriorating for too long, so we have to take it slowly."
"It needs to soak for at least another forty minutes to allow the medicine to fully penetrate the body."
"Do we really have to wait that long?"
Hearing this, everyone reluctantly returned to the pool.
The staff began slowly pouring the medicinal soup along the edge of the pool.
As they lay down, they asked Grandpa Qian how the temperature was.
They were afraid that if they poured it too quickly, the temperature would be too high and burn Mr. Qian.
They can't afford to take on this responsibility.
"Mr. Zhou, may I take a look at that prescription from earlier?"
Xue Zhiyuan asked cautiously.
"Dr. Xue, I'm sorry, I can't agree to that!"
"This prescription is from Dr. Lin. You need his permission to see it."
Zhou Zhiqiang shook his head.
Because he is an entrepreneur, he places great importance on intellectual property protection!
"this……"
Xue Zhiyuan's smile froze.
Why would a renowned expert from Beijing ask a young man for a prescription?
How can he save face like this!
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