On the day I competed with the Xia family for treasures, the third generation of Mei was hiding behind and heard Wang Ye and his ancestors bet.
Bet on me losing a few games.
If I lose one game, I pay ten, if I lose two games, I pay five, and if I lose three games, I pay one.
The third generation Mei was so angry that he immediately smashed out his Bentley and bet on me to win everything.
As a result, the ancestors who participated in the bet each lost a new Bentley from the third generation of coal.
Afterwards, Mei Sandai offered to give me two Bentleys, but I didn’t accept the offer.
This honest and honest boy is indeed very lucky in terms of wealth.
On the dark and dirty solid wood chair, Qi Yan fell asleep with an intravenous drip on, and she was rummaging around the ancient medicine cabinet to prepare medicine for me.
After traveling long distances for several days, while escorting Shi Lao's urn to the ancient city of Langzhou, Qiyan caught a cold and passed it on to me.
The fellow traveler was also sneezing all the time, and even lost his appetite when the hot pot he had been craving for all the way was placed in front of him.
On the other hand, Tu Laoliang, who I had captured as a young man, was in high spirits all the way. He ate deliciously and did not show any signs of fatigue.
Tu Laoliang was chatting with an old Chinese doctor at the Chinese medicine clinic.
The old Chinese doctor is an old man from Fangzhou.
Where I am is Daba Mountain.
This is also the location of Fangzhou Cemetery.
Back then, when the clouds of nuclear war enveloped China, China embarked on an unprecedented third-line construction project in human history!
At that time, Fangzhou people responded to the call and took the lead without hesitation and went to the most difficult areas to take root in them and silently contribute to the motherland.
Decades have passed, and the place where Fangzhou people once worked and fought has now become a famous production base and scientific research center in the country and even the world.
As the top priority in the construction of the third line of southwest China, Fangzhou has invested the most here.
Because Daba Mountain is located in an extremely special location, its rich mineral resources make it the core of Fangzhou's core.
The situation at that time was special. The ancestors of Fangzhou left their hometown. Their biggest wish was to have a home when they were buried in a foreign land, even if the leaves could not fall back to their roots and turn into spring mud.
In those years, the factory was my home, and my work unit was my support.
Under such circumstances, the sword holder at the time designated the chopped-down mountain of Daba Mountain as the burial ground for Fangzhou employees. And named it Fangzhou Cemetery.
Anyone who died or died in various units in Southwest China can be buried in Fangzhou Cemetery as long as their family members are willing.
Every time a Fangzhou ancestor is buried, a tree will be planted next to it.
The fourth sword holder, Xu Cheng, died while working on a top-secret weapon, and even the bones could not be pieced together. His successor buried him in Fangzhou Cemetery together with the largest piece of weapon fragments.
This is also the first sword holder to enter Fangzhou Cemetery.
The fifth sword holder was buried in a certain mountain while hollowing it out.
The people of Fangzhou dug out his body at all costs and sent it to Fangzhou Cemetery.
Then, the sixth and seventh sword holders died on the line, and their remains were transported thousands of miles to Fangzhou Cemetery.
As more and more Fangzhou ancestors sacrificed their lives and were buried in Fangzhou Cemetery, entering Fangzhou Cemetery after death has become a tradition engraved in the blood of Fangzhou people.
This tradition is still preserved to this day.
Over time, every Fangzhou person regards it as the supreme honor to enter the Fangzhou Cemetery after death.
Not being able to enter Fangzhou Cemetery has become the most serious and poisonous oath for every Fangzhou person.
During their lifetime, Fangzhou was their home.
After death, Fangzhou Cemetery will be their home!
There, they won't feel alone!
This is a kind of spiritual sustenance!
I sent Mr. Shi over and passed several places.
These places are all confidential units where Mr. Shi once worked.
Now these units are all well-known large enterprises in the country and world-class large factories.
The day before yesterday, the farewell team accompanied Mr. Shi to Longmen Mountain.
This is what Shi Lao is most concerned about, and what all the geological research masters in China are most worried about.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, I also took a walk around Longmen Mountain.
The situation in Longmen Mountain was normal, but due to time constraints, I was not able to go to Bayan Har Mountain.
The exact situation of these two large branch dragons is also not known.
"Comrade, the medicine is ready. I'll boil it for you."
Amidst the sound of sneezing, the good woman Pan sneaked into the inner room carrying a dustpan of medicine.
I reached out and grabbed Fuhao Pan: "Have you studied Miao medicine?"
"No. But I know the medicinal materials. Don't worry, comrade, I'm from Miaojiang..."
I grabbed a piece of medicinal material from the dustpan and asked, "What is this?"
"It seems...Gastrodia elata, no, it's Chonglou..."
Fuhao Pan picked up the medicinal materials and chewed them in her mouth: "Uh, it seems to be Bupleurum, no, I'll try it again..."
I frowned: "Which recipe are you going to prepare?"
"Chaihu soup!"
My temples were bulging and beating: "You want to eat me to death?"
Pan, a good woman, immediately opened her mouth and said, "Comrade, how could you think so..."
I put a piece of herbal medicine into Fu Hao Pan's mouth: "This is Bupleurum."
Then he inserted another herbal tablet and said, "This is the beard!"
Pieces of herbs were stuffed into Fuhao Pan's mouth one after another: "This is ephedra!"
"This is Poria cocos, this is peony..."
"This is licorice!"
"You mixed Bupleurum Soup and Ephedra Soup together, and added Saponaria Sinensis and White Cortex. If you don't want to eat me to death, what are you doing?"
Faced with my scolding, the good woman Pan looked straight at me with bulging almond-shaped eyes, her face full of surprise and admiration, and her eyes were full of stars: "Comrade, you actually know so much."
"Comrade, let me tell you, the Chinese herbal medicine I know..."
I pointed at the medicine cabinet and yelled at Fuhao Pan to put all the medicinal materials back in place immediately.
Pan, a good woman, agreed obediently, bit her lip and told me in a low voice: "Comrade, actually I..."
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from outside the hospital: "Doctor Guo, help. Help, Doctor Guo."
Followed by several more frightening cries: "Get out of the way. Get out of the way."
"Doctor Guo, come quickly. Come quickly. Save my elder brother, save my old cousin."
Amid the shouts, a group of people rushed into the traditional Chinese medicine center carrying three panting men.
Dr. Guo, who was chatting with Tu Laoliang, saw the condition of the three men at first sight. He took a deep breath and hurriedly asked someone to carry the three men to bed.
