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Seven to ten days was enough for Jiang Wuchen to refine a Pill. If LEE Lee's mother consumed a Pill to improve her body, she would persuade them to continue waiting. If there was no effect, then it would be decided according to the method of a doctor.

Jiang Wuchen had a few hundred ways to kill a person, but to save a person, he did not seem to have many, and he could only try.

The two of them walked out of the doctor's office. Zhong Zhenzhen held onto the gold card, and said coldly: "Uncle, you go first, don't tell anyone else about this, I will stay behind to accompany LEE Lee."

"Now that I have money, I can change to a more high-end ward. I believe the hospital will accommodate me." Jiang Wuchen said.

Zhong Zhenzhen nodded his head impatiently, as if saying, You don't need to say that?

Jiang Wuchen sat in a taxi and returned to Overseas Chinese City, his mind thinking about the way to refine Returning Energy Pill. According to the records in the Purple Sun Old Man's Medicine Encyclopedia, the best way to treat cancer would be this Returning Energy Pill.

The main ingredient that Returning Energy Pill needed was the Primeval Grass, and the auxiliary medicine would be the Radix Ginseng, Bone Devourer, and Intestinal Cutting Flower!

Jiang Wuchen still had some of these Radix Ginseng s, but he did not have the other three herbs, so he reckoned that the three medicines should be in his Divine Grass Hall. He immediately called Xiao Cui and reported the three herbs to her, then added, If you can take more, then do not take less.

He would only take it once, so he might as well make it a whole lot more at a time.

Even with the herbs, it was not enough. He still needed a pill furnace. At the very least, it was better than the one on the rooftop. What about a whole pill furnace?

For a moment, Jiang Wuchen did not know what to do, the car had arrived at the entrance of the small district, he returned home, sat in the living room and thought, not long after, the Uncle Zhong actually returned.

Jiang Wuchen hadn't seen Uncle Zhong for a few days, but this time, Jiang Wuchen was able to tell with a glance that Uncle Zhong was injured, and that it was an internal injury.

A human's body was unwell, and would react on their face. Although Uncle Zhong had used the Body Tempering Liquid to recover from her injuries, her complexion was not as pale as before.

"Young Master." Uncle Zhong had a light smile on his face.

"Uncle Zhong, you're injured?"

Uncle Zhong's heart trembled, he laughed: "No, that's very good!"

Jiang Wuchen shook his head, "Why are you hiding this from me?"

Uncle Zhong immediately waved his hand, "I really don't, maybe I was just too tired from these past two days. You don't know how good my company's business is during this period of time, getting a few hundred thousand dollars in one day, just that I have been staying up late. After this period of time has passed, I will buy a BMW for Young Master to open first."

Seeing that he was in a good mental state, Jiang Wuchen felt that he had seen it wrong. After a person gets tired, his expression would change a little, and he would no longer probe further: "The carriage is not in a rush, does Uncle Zhong know where Haichuan is selling alchemy furnaces?"

Uncle Zhong frowned, he came to the opposite side of Jiang Wuchen and sat down, "What does young master want that thing for? "The Pill Refining Furnace is really unpopular."

Jiang Wuchen said: "Naturally, I will refine some Pill."

"Oh? "Young master knows how to refine pills too?"

"I learned some from teacher at Tiantai Mountain." Jiang Wuchen casually said. In fact, the insane Taoist really knew how to refine pills, but compared to the Purple Sun Daoist, the difference was huge.

"So that's the case. I've really never seen this furnace before, but I can help young master ask later. Hmm, the Body Tempering Liquid young master gave me last time, could it be you …"

Jiang Wuchen nodded his head slightly, "That's right, I was the one who made it."

"Aiya, that's a good thing! It's actually able to temper the human body! I've used it once, and I've benefited greatly from it!" It's just that my talent is too poor, and if it's someone else with a good talent, they might have already broken through and advanced. " Uncle Zhong said regretfully.

Jiang Wuchen laughed: "In truth, it is not difficult to become a Grandmaster. Uncle Zhong, let me check your Qi channels."

"This …" Uncle Zhong's heart trembled, if he were to pass the meridian to Jiang Wuchen, he only needed to probe gently, and know that he was injured, and not let him know.

"No problem, but I feel a little hot. Can I take a shower first?" The Uncle Zhong said.

Jiang Wuchen nodded, "Alright."

Uncle Zhong went back to his bedroom and took off his clothes. He then took his things and went to the bathroom in the living room.

The sound of the flowing water blocked the phone's sound, of course he wouldn't be able to hear it, but Jiang Wuchen, who was sitting in the living room, could hear it. If the phone rang once, he would definitely not look, since it was Uncle Zhong's phone after all.

But the continuous ringing meant that there was something urgent, and it might be Zhong Zhenzhen …

Jiang Wuchen stood up and walked into Uncle Zhong's room. He took out his phone from his pocket, there were already 8 missed calls, and all the calls came from the same number.

The phone rang again.

Jiang Wuchen immediately picked up the call.

"Hey, boss, I'm Old Bon. Where are you? "Last night, those people attacked us again. They injured all of us, and we beg you to come back immediately, boss …"

Hearing that, Jiang Wuchen's mind buzzed.

At this time, Mi Hsinghee's voice came out from the phone, "Mr Zhong, hehehe, what I hate the most is to be ignored by others, you think that I, Mi Hsinghee, am trash?"

Jiang Wuchen's face immediately darkened, and her hoarse voice sounded: "Mi Hsinghee!"

The other side was startled, then immediately laughed out loud: "Jiang Wuchen right? I was looking for you everywhere, learning from you, sparring with you. I didn't expect you to not give me face, and use my Mi Family as a wager? Who are you? In my eyes, it's just a strand of hair! You think you're qualified to negotiate with me? "

"Uncle Zhong was injured by you?" Jiang Wuchen understood, he was not seeing things, but the Uncle Zhong did not want to say it, he must know, Mi Hsinghee was a grandmaster level Martial Cultivation, and in the eyes of the Uncle Zhong, he was only a martial master.

"He didn't tell you?" Hahaha, your uncle is not bad, right, he was injured by me, since we have made it clear, I will just say it, tomorrow night, Bluestone Arena, I hope to see you wearing the Ghost Genealogy mask! If not, I would come here every day and play you uncle to death before going to find your cute little niece. Aiyo, she seems to be practicing Taekwondo, right? Tsk tsk, those two long legs should be enough for me to play for a few days … "Hahaha." Mi Hsinghee laughed out and hung up the phone.

Jiang Wuchen's face turned green, she turned, saw Uncle Zhong coming out from the washroom, and stared at Jiang Wuchen with his mouth agape.

"Why did you hide it from me?" Jiang Wuchen's face turned gloomy and cold, and his eyes released a strong killing intent.