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Chapter 864 Another competition(2/2)

Yu Zhiming thought of the two guys who kept moaning after the last competition in Ning'an Hospital, and teased: "It hurts so much from being beaten, so don't cry..."

Twenty minutes later, Zhou Mo, who had changed his clothes and carried a protective gear, arrived at Yu's house.

However, she did not come alone, she came with Ye Huazhang, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and his student Liang Qian.

"I met him on the road." Zhou Mo explained.

Ye Huazhang cupped his hands and said: "The cause of that man's death can be found out, and the innocence of our Licorice Hall can be restored, all thanks to Dr. Yu. We are here to express our gratitude."

Yu Zhiming said politely: "You're welcome, Mr. Ye. Without me, Licorice Hall can quickly find out the clues and eliminate the suspicion."

Ye Huazhang said in a deep voice: "It's hard to say. Without you, Dr. Yu, this matter might have ended up in a medical accident."

"The fire cannot be contained within the paper. The news that my Licorice Hall has cured people to death within two months of its opening will definitely spread."

"Dr. Yu, you have really saved the reputation of our Licorice Hall."

Speaking of this, Ye Huazhang looked at Liang Qian.

After receiving the signal, Liang Qian quickly handed the flat box she brought to Yu Zhiming with both hands.

"Dr. Yu, finding out the cause of that man's death is no less than a life-saving gift to me. This is the intention of Master and Licorice Hall. Please accept it."

When Yu Zhiming saw the shape of this flat box, he thought of ginseng.

He took it, opened it and saw that it was indeed ginseng.

It is still fat and long, and it is the largest ginseng tree Yu Zhiming has ever seen so far.

"Mr. Ye, this is too valuable. This ginseng tree must be your treasure. I can't accept it."

Ye Huazhang laughed and said: "This ginseng can play a greater role with Dr. Yu, and it is better than staying with me."

Then, he looked at Zhou Mo's attire, the protective gear in his hands, and Qing Ning's tight sportswear, and then noticed the square mat area on the side of the living room near the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Are you using force to make friends?"

Qing Ning said embarrassedly: "Let Mr. Ye laugh and learn some fighting skills. The two of us are just having fun."
Chapter completed!
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