Personal Doctor King

0The Martial Arts Competition was no small matter. If he became famous here, he could do anything he wanted in the future.    0

    

Of course, this was on the premise that it had a good reputation. What would it do if it was the kind of reputation that would cause a rat to cross the street?    

    

Therefore, he must not smash it. He must use some kind of signboard to put out his name.    

    

Just as he was worrying about what to do, Lan Ling this little girl flashed through Yu Jingzhe's mind. Yu Jingzhe, who was still troubled over how to become famous in the Martial Arts Competition, immediately felt much more relaxed.    

    

Ever since he had met Lan Ling, a nurse, he had felt extremely lucky.    

    

Moreover, Lan Ling's physique was not the physique of an ordinary person. She had a famous Pure Yin Body and a top-notch cultivation cauldron. If the evil cultivator found out, she would definitely be taken as a female slave.    

    

The most important thing was that he had feelings for Lan Ling. Thinking about this man, he was actually a little shy.    

    

Although she was very beautiful, Yu Jingzhe was not bad either!    

    

"Lan Ling has looks, breasts, and a fart, but I have them too! I, Yu Jingzhe, know martial arts. I've been a hero and a beauty since ancient times.    

    

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"They are both a perfect match, but I've never heard of a man with outstanding elegance and a woman with excellent martial arts skills. Right! "No!"    

    

Thinking of this, Yu Jingzhe couldn't help but smile. Luckily, there was no one beside him.    

    

If there was anyone else present and they saw Yu Jingzhe's smile, no matter how they looked at it, they would feel like a weasel greeting a chicken.    

    

Yu Jingzhe was smirking. He didn't know how he knocked the cup off the table and it landed on his feet.    

    

Yu Jingzhe immediately screamed out and rubbed his feet.    

    

With a bitter face, he pulled Yu Jingzhe out of his fantasy.    

    

Yu Jingzhe had a flash of inspiration. The Martial Arts Competition was full of medicine that needed treatment, and there were also many female heroes who would like Beauty Pills. How could any woman not like something that was pretty?    

    

Yu Jingzhe kept rubbing his hands as his eyes lit up.    

    

If a pill were to buy it at 1.5 times its original price, then that pill would earn half of its net profit.    

    

However, how could Yu Jingzhe set such a low price? As the saying goes, supply cannot meet demand, so the price flew up.    

    

Furthermore, Yu Jingzhe was very confident in his pill, and he was very clear on his pill. His eyes had already seen it, and the money was rushing towards him.    

    

Yu Jingzhe shook his head and put Lan Ling aside.    

    

Telling him not to think about her first, Yu Jingzhe was still able to tell who was more important. After searching the entire room, he gloomily looked at the few bottles of pill s on the table. He felt as if a few crows had flown past his head with a "caw caw".    

    

"Ahhh, that's too little!" Yu Jingzhe shouted as he grabbed his hair.    

    

"Forget it, let's think of how to advertise it first." Yu Jingzhe shook his head and comforted himself.    

    

Yu Jingzhe sat on the stool with one hand on his head and the other knocking on the table.    

    

How to advertise? Yu Jingzhe's head was full of question marks. He couldn't be like the drug dealers under the bridge, pulling the banner saying "ancestral secret recipe", right?    

    

Then what should he do? Yu Jingzhe continued to knock on the table. "Dang Dang Dang", he finally knocked on the table.    

    

He thought, wouldn't it be alright to let others know that the pill is useful? He could find a person who had been severely injured in front of everyone, and then he would succeed.    

    

"Hahaha!" Yu Jingzhe couldn't help but laugh out loud, but the pill on the table had brought him back to reality. There were too few pill.    

    

"Sigh." Yu Jingzhe sighed. Come on, let's start! The most important thing must not be missing — the electric pressure cooker.    

    

Yu Jingzhedong took things from the house one by one. Electric pressure cookers, herbs, medicine bottles, etc. This surprised everyone, they didn't understand what Yu Jingzhe was trying to do.    

    

"Pill refining? What are you guys looking at? You can't help me." Yu Jingzhe noticed that they were all looking at him like they were looking at an animal, so he couldn't help but feel angry.    

    

Everyone pointed to the middle finger. Although Yu Jingzhe was right, they really couldn't help much. But even if I don't look at you, that doesn't mean I'm going to help you. Everyone ran to the lobby, leaving Yu Jingzhe alone.    

    

"Humph." Yu Jingzhe grunted in dissatisfaction and put all the herbs into the electric cooker. He pressed the switch and eagerly looked at the electric cooker. Yu Jingzhe occasionally threw herbs and other things into the electric cooker and accidentally threw a saltpeter in.    

    

Yu Jingzhe quickly laid on the ground and covered his head with his hands. With a "peng," the electric cooker broke into pieces, and the soup inside splattered everywhere.    

    

The scalding soup splashed onto Yu Jingzhe. Even though Yu Jingzhe's skin was tough and his flesh was thick, he still couldn't withstand the boiling water. Yu Jingzhe cried out and cried out.    

    

Everyone in front of the hall shouted in hurry: "What happened?"    

    

Yu Jingzhe clenched his teeth as he rubbed the spot where the scalding water was coming out. He thought to himself, "If they find out that I've been scalded to this extent, they'll laugh at me." Thus, he responded, "It's nothing, the furnace just blew up."    

    

"Pah! Pah!" Yu Jingzhe spat twice, then carried another electric cooker over to continue concocting pills. He didn't believe it. He continued to pour the medicinal ingredients into the pot and continued to heat it up. Nothing unexpected happened.    

    

Yu Jingzhe let out a long breath. Once he got up, he knocked off the line. Yu Jingzhe was surprised for a moment. The medicine in the electric cooker had lost its heating and exploded again. Luckily, the electric cooker was not damaged by the explosion, but the ingredients themselves had exploded.    

    

Yu Jingzhe rubbed his temples with his fingers. He felt that he was too distracted to concentrate.    

    

Everyone in the hall asked again, "Are you all right?"    

    

"It's okay, it's okay. You guys can do whatever you want." Yu Jingzhe said impatiently, while his heart became even more confused.    

    

He took a deep breath and rearranged the array, pouring it into the pot and refining it again. This pot was fine, at least a few pills came out, it didn't make Yu Jingzhe's heart hurt.    

    

However, one pot was definitely not enough. After cooking one pot, Yu Jingzhe started the next one. Carefully controlling the fire, Yu Jingzhe did not dare to make the slightest mistake. He poured in the medicinal herbs bit by bit, afraid that he would throw in too much or too little.    

    

His hard work paid off, and the pot was successfully produced. Yu Jingzhe patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief. Although this pot wasn't small, it was far from enough. Yu Jingzhe drank a mouthful of water and tried refining it a few more times. When Yu Jingzhe was done, he was so tired that he was like a dead dog. He laid on the table, not wanting to move at all.    

    

Yu Jingzhe squinted his eyes and watched in heartache as the several batches of pill were successfully refined. He thought to himself, "A few hundred thousand was wasted."    

    

After the monkey came in, he noticed Yu Jingzhe was staring at a pile of black stuff with a grimace. He still had some doubts and asked, "Brother Yang, do you want to eat sh * t?"    

    

Yu Jingzhe's face immediately darkened. When he saw that the pill looked really similar to the ones that were used for training, he immediately chased the monkey out.