Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

The train from Qingzhou to Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan took 24 hours a day and a night. Zhuo Bufan booked a soft sleeper and directly booked a room with two big soft beds.

Shi Jian opened the backpack, which contained some girls' supplies, underwear and so on, and he did not shy away from taking them out in front of Zhuo Bufan, as well as toner, night cream, day cream, skin beauty milk, etc. Things are stuffed into the small school bag.

In addition, some snacks were brought.

"My lord, do you want nuts?" Shi Jian took out a bag of snacks with three squirrels drawn on it.

"Eat in your room, I'll go out for a walk." Zhuo Bufan smiled and walked out of the box.

There are all kinds of people on the train, passengers, migrant workers, students, occupations, and identities. They walk out of the box and come to the connecting port. Although it is the season of anti-work after the new year, most of the migrant workers are in coastal areas. , The train was overcrowded.

Although there are more people on this train, it has not reached the point where it is impossible to get off.

The position at the junction of the carriages is generally reserved for smoking passengers. Zhuo Bufan leaned against the train skin alone, staring blankly at the receding pastoral scenery outside the window.

Without my permission, the Bai family actually took the formula of their own Jingqi Pill to refine and sell the elixir, so they didn't take themselves seriously.

The most important thing is the Sky Spirit Fruit, which is the most important thing to me. It has been a few months since I entered the foundation building period, and my skill has not improved at all. If I can't find a breakthrough, when will I be able to form a pill and return to the peak?

Just as he was thinking, suddenly footsteps sounded.

Zhuo Bufan raised his eyes slightly, and saw a young man in his mid-twenties walking in, wearing denim clothes and jeans, with a short beard, with a vicissitudes of life that did not match his age, and carrying a broken bag on his back. The tattered travel bag looks like a migrant worker.

"Dude, smoke a cigarette." The young man showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth with a friendly smile.

Zhuo Bufan did not refuse, took the cigarette and lit it, and exhaled a white smoke ring.

"Brother, you also went to 'Canglan City'?" The young man said with a smile, "Introduce my name is Nintendo."

"Extraordinary."

Nintendo is very talkative, like setting off alone without a companion, chatting with Zhuo Bufan with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Canglan City? What do you do?" Zhuo Bufan asked suspiciously.

Nintendo showed surprise, "Dude, you didn't go to Canglan City, I thought you went to buy medicinal materials."

"Does Canglan City sell medicinal materials?"

"Of course, Canglan City is the largest medicinal material trading market in Yunguichuan. In a few days, Canglan City's annual medicinal material trading event will be held. You see, many people on this train are going to Canglan City. There are many rich people and big names among them." Nintendo said, his eyes flickered a few times.

He took the initiative to chat with Zhuo Bufan because he saw that Zhuo Bufan had an indifferent and aloof temperament, which can only be seen in the children of those big families.

"Medicine trading?" Zhuo Bufan pondered a little, and said with a smile: "I plan to travel to Dianzhou, but there is a grand medicinal material trading event, so I can go and see it."

"Okay, this time I will go alone, it would be nice to have a companion." Nintendo said with a smile.

It turns out that this Nintendo is a drug dealer, not the kind of big businessmen and families who come to purchase medicinal materials, but specialize in looking for some strange medicinal materials to resell, which is equivalent to the profession of picking up leaks in the antique industry.

"I have been in this business for ten years, and I know all kinds of medicinal materials. Last year, I found a 'Mingri Flower' in the medicinal material market. This flower is usually rare and not many people can use it, but I sold it to A rich man in Yizhou happened to need it, and he made 100,000 yuan by changing hands." Nintendo couldn't help showing a smug look on his face when he said that.

Zhuo Bufan smiled lightly and did not speak.

Although I am in a hurry to go to Dianzhou, but I just happened to meet a grand medicinal material trading event, it would be a pity not to go to see it, maybe there is no certainty about what I will gain, and it is difficult for me to break through the realm now, except for absorbing a lot of true energy, the rest is See if there is a rare panacea.

While chatting, suddenly a figure rushed from the front part of the carriage to the back and shouted loudly, "Is there a doctor on the train?"

Zhuo Bufan and Nintendo both set their eyes on the section of the car in front at the same time, which was a soft sleeper car, but at this moment, there were many people gathered around the door of a soft sleeper.

"Master Ye family?" Nintendo showed surprise.

"Do you know him?" Zhuo Bufan looked at the group of people, there was a silver-haired old man lying on the bed weakly, and there were several bodyguards in black and black trousers beside him, he looked like a big shot.

"No way, you don't even know the old man of the Ye family, he is a rich man." Nintendo said, "You always know about the Beauty Hall, right? That is the property of the Ye family."

Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment, but Meiyantang knew that a certain face that was often advertised on TV and variety shows was a product of Meiyantang.

"Grandpa Ye used to be the richest man in Shuzhou. If the Mo family hadn't caught up later, but even so, the Ye family is still a top family. However, I heard that Mr. Ye has been in poor health and has a heart disease." Nintendo said slowly. Said slowly.

At this time, a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and carrying a small black suitcase quickly followed a bodyguard and walked over.

"Let me take a look." The young man with gold-rimmed glasses said.

Beside Mr. Ye is a woman in her early twenties, with exquisite makeup, a straight nose, big and bright eyes, skin like suet jade, and a cold face. She is wearing a black windbreaker, giving off a fierce and powerful feeling. .

"Are you a doctor?" Ye Bing asked.

"I'm a doctor, my name is Feng Yong, I just came back from studying in the UK, and I'm going to work as the deputy director of the Dianzhou People's Hospital." The man with gold glasses said, with a look of pride on his face.

When the others heard what he said, they immediately beamed with joy.

The indifference on Ye Bing's face also showed a hint of joy, "Doctor Feng, if you can save my grandfather, our Ye family will be very grateful."

Dr. Feng didn't talk nonsense. He opened his leather bag and carried a stethoscope and other things with him. He pressed it on Mr. Ye's chest and listened for a while, then asked, "Does Mr. Ye have a heart attack?"

"Well, I brought medicine with me when I went out, but someone accidentally took the suitcase away during the ticket check." Ye Bing said with a frown, blaming herself and herself for being too careless. It was not good in the first place, but this time I did it myself for the sake of the family.

"I'm carrying some concentration potion, let Ye Lao take it first, and get off the car at the next stop and take it to the hospital." After Feng Yong said, he opened the leather bag and stretched his hand into it.

"If you don't want your grandpa to die, don't listen to him." Suddenly a faint voice rang in Ye Bing's ear.