After a long time, Le Chen came out of the bathroom. His face was pale, he looked quite weak, and he was unsteady when walking. Fang Han and Chen Guozhong were waiting outside and hurried forward to support him.

"Doctor Fang's talisman is so powerful!"

Le Chen was supported and sat down on the sofa, feeling a little exhausted, and he could hardly raise any strength in his body.

"How does Taoist Master Lechen feel now?" Chen Guozhong poured Chen a glass of water and asked with concern.

"I feel weak all over and don't want to move my fingers." Le Chen smiled bitterly.

He guessed that there might be something wrong with Fang Han’s talisman paper. He probably used some potion, but he didn’t expect the effect to be so strong. Fortunately, he knew how to maintain health and his body was actually okay, otherwise he wouldn’t even get out of the bathroom.

"Master Lechen will take a break and stay here tonight. I'll say hello to the guesthouse." Chen Guozhong said with a smile.

Fang Han’s medicine is really fierce, and most people can’t stand it by vomiting and diarrhea.

Of course, Chen Guozhong also knew that this method could only be used once for people like Le Chen. Before, Le Chen was not clear about the inside story, and was caught up with Fang Hanzhe. If he continued afterwards, Le Chen would probably not be so at ease.

Since ancient times, medicine and Taoism have not been separated. Many theories of traditional Chinese medicine are actually consistent with some of the concepts of Taoism. In the past, even before the 1970s and 1980s, many Taoist priests were proficient in traditional Chinese medicine.

That is, after the country implemented the medical qualifications, fewer Taoist priests practiced medicine. Nowadays, most young Taoist priests do not know pharmacology.

"I won't bother Principal Chen anymore. I'll take a break and go back to the mountain later." Le Chen forced a smile.

"I'll send Taoist Master Chen later." Fang Han interrupted.

The dosage of his medicinal use is not light, and the situation of Le Chen cannot be returned to alone. Even if he can go back, it will be worrying.

"Okay, then Xiao Fang, you'll give it to Taoist Chen." Chen Guozhong nodded.

After a while of slowing down, Chen Guozhong called the cafeteria to deliver food to his office, and Fang Han specifically instructed him to add some soup.

After dinner, Lichen recovered a little, but it was still very weak. He was supported by someone when he walked. Fang Han helped Chen to Wuling and got into the car.

"I said Fang Han, you should change your car!"

Chen Guozhong looked at Fang Han's Wuling and said with a smile.

"The car is still new, I haven't driven it much." Fang Han was stunned for a moment. It's only been a year since I bought this car, but I have been running less than 5,000 kilometers.

Fang Han bought this car mainly to drive it home, and he rarely asked for leave. He basically drove less than a few times a month, and now he has only traveled more than 3,000 kilometers.

“…”

Chen Guozhong was stunned. Is that what he meant?

Fang Han is now very famous. It’s not a shame to drive this car, but mainly because it’s a suspicion of being pretended.

"Teacher, then I'll leave first."

Fang Han greeted Chen Guozhong, fired, started, and Wuling slowly left.

Qingshan Temple is located on Qingyang Mountain. It is a gym built in the Qing Dynasty. It has a history of about 200 years. Later, it was renovated and it is also a historical site in Qingyang Mountain. Fang Han went to play with his classmates when he was in high school. He drove to the outside of Qingshan Temple.

There is a special parking lot outside Qingshan Temple. Wuling stopped steadily, Fang Han helped Taoist Master Chen get out of the car and headed towards Qingshan Temple.

The parking lot is not far from the main entrance of Qingshan Temple, but there is still a step.

"Master Lechen is slow!"

Fang Han supported Chen and walked up step by step.

"master!"

When he entered the door, a young Taoist saw it from afar and came over.

It is already past eight o'clock in the evening now, and Qingshan Temple no longer accepts tourists. Now there are Taoist priests from Qingshan Temple in the museum.

"Master, are you okay?"

The young Taoist hurried forward and helped Chen from the other side.

"fine."

Le Chen smiled and introduced to his disciple: "This is Dr. Fang Hanfang from the Emergency Department of Jiang Intermediate People's Hospital. Thanks to Dr. Fang who sent me back."

"Doctor Fang, this is my disciple Gao Wuhai." Le Chen introduced to Fang Han at the same time.

Taoist names are different from Buddhism. In Buddhism, when you enter the Buddhist sect, the surnames of secular people will no longer be used. In Taoism, the form of secular people can continue to be used.

Generally speaking, Taoist names are either given by elders or named by themselves. If they are two-character names, most of them add the generations in the teachings to the middle. If they are three-character names, they often change the characters in the middle to generations, which is the most convenient.

The generation of Qingshan Temple is based on Qing, Jing, Le, Wu, for the purpose of taking it. The generation of Chen is from the generation of Li, while the disciple is from the generation of Li.

"Hello, Master Wuhai." Fang Han greeted Master Gao Wuhai.

"Doctor Fang is polite, thank you Dr. Fang for sending his teacher back." Gao Wuhai is 37 or 38 years old, not too tall and slightly fat, and gives people a very kind feeling.

"Your Majesty Wuhai is kind."

Fang Han and Taoist Master Wuhai made a few polite words, and then Chen said, "Since the Taoist Master has arrived, I will say goodbye. I will come to visit Taoist Master again if I have the chance to do so."

"Doctor Fang doesn't drink a cup of tea before leaving?" Le Chen said politely.

"No, it's getting late. I'll come and visit again if I have the chance another day."

"Doctor, please be careful on the way."

Le Chen nodded and said to Gao Wuhai: "Wuhai, send Dr. Fang!"

"No, no, Taoist priest goes back and rest first."

Fang Han smiled politely, then left Qingshanguan, arrived at the parking lot, and was about to drive, but when he arrived at the parking lot, a Porsche parked next to Wuling, blocking Wuling tightly inside.

Although it is eight o'clock in the evening, there are still many cars in the parking lot. Although Qingshan Temple does not accept tourists, there are still many people around, including men and women.

It is early September now, and the river is still very hot. It is cool near Qingyang Mountain at night. Xinjiang is next to Qingyang Mountain. The scenery is nice and the breeze is gentle.

At this moment, there are those who enjoy the night view, some who are barbecuing in the wild, and some who are drinking and chatting. Qingshan Temple collects tickets, but there is no charge at the side. As long as you don’t litter, no one will care.

Although there are many cars in the parking lot, there are still free parking spaces, but this Porsche happens to be parked in front of Wuling's car...

Fang Han walked over and looked in front of Porsche's car, wanting to see if there is any phone number. Generally speaking, many cars now put their own phone number on the front windshield to avoid situations like blocking other people's cars and unable to contact them.

But Fang Han looked at it, but he didn't find anything like the contact number from the Porsche car.

The parking lot here is unmanaged. There is an automatic electronic pole at the door. It automatically scans when the car comes in and scans the code to pay when it goes out. No one cares about how the car is parked inside.

Of course, there are security guards patrolling during the day, and I don’t know if there are anyone at night.

Fang Han looked around and saw a simple booth not far away. Fang Han walked over, and a security guard inside the booth was playing with his cell phone.

"Hello!"

Fang Han knocked on the window.

The security guard raised his head, glanced at Fang Han, hurriedly put down his cell phone, and asked politely: "Do you have something to do?"

I have to say that Fang Han’s face is indeed very respectable, and even if a man sees it, he will not be too casual.

When the security guard saw such a handsome young man, he subconsciously felt that he was not an ordinary person, so he became much more polite.

"Is there no one in charge of the parking lot? There are cars parked randomly, blocking my car. Do you have radios here? Can you ask me for it?" Fang Han asked quite politely.

"Damn it, someone parked the car randomly."

The security guard walked out, took a look from afar, and said, "At night, some people here just don't follow the rules, but others have already gotten off work, and the music here has stopped after 8 o'clock."

During the day, you can indeed use broadcast notifications, but it is almost nine o'clock now, and the staff have already gotten off work, and there are people on duty at several booths. These people on duty are just to guard against accidents, such as fighting, some people disobeying management and littering, or there are thieves, etc.

In fact, the formal meaning is greater than the actual meaning. If there are thieves, these people may not be able to help.

"I'll ask for you."

The security guard was willing to help because of Fang Han's appearance. He entered the booth and took a loudspeaker out, walked to the parking lot, and Fang Han followed behind.

"Is that Mercedes-Benz your car?" The security guard looked at it. Porsche was right in front of Wuling, but it blocked a black Mercedes-Benz on the side. Of course, if you have good skills, Mercedes-Benz could barely come out, but Wuling couldn't come out at all.

"My car is that Wuling."

The security guards were too lazy to care.

There is no love for no reason in this world, nor is there no hatred for no reason. The reason why security guards are enthusiastic is that they look at Fang Han's appearance and temperament, and they think they should be rich people. By the way, they can curry favor with them and drive a Wuling. Is this a car?

I looked at the Porsche that was blocking the front, and it was more than one or two levels away.

Can those who drive Porsches be ordinary people?

Originally, the security guard planned to shout with a loudspeaker, but now he didn't want to shout. People who drive such luxury cars and park cars so casually are not good-tempered. When they shouted like this, they slapped themselves and didn't dare to fight back.

"Then what, the speaker is out of power, why don't you wait here?"

The security guard found a reason casually and walked to the booth: "I'll charge the speaker by the way."

As he said that, the man had already walked away.

Fang Han was stunned on the spot. He had seen him being arrogant at first and respectful at the end, but he should not be often seen as being arrogant at the beginning, right?

The security guard hummed a small song. If Wuling and Porsche make a choice, shouldn't this multiple-choice question be too simple. If you eat enough, you will offend others casually?

Back at the booth, the security guard lay down on the chair, turned on his phone again, brought his headphones, turned on the movie he was watching just now, and continued to watch it.

I was paralyzed. I thought I was a rich young man, but who knew I was a poor man? Not to mention, that boy just now had the potential to be a novice. If I had good luck, I could meet a rich woman, maybe I wouldn't have to work hard for the rest of my life.
Chapter completed!