After my wife pulled out my oxygen tube, I was born again

"No, I told you not to provoke him, what are you doing? Can't you see that these people are not serious people?"

Song Yang said with a smile: "If you have anything, I'll just ask."

Several people were stunned, thinking who is this?Looking for excitement?

Looking at Yuan Qiqi next to him, her eyes were shining.

However, one of the men with a tattoo on his neck saw Song Yang at a glance.

He then reminded his companions in a low voice: "Don't seek death! This is Divine Doctor Song."

“Damn it… I’ve met this person!”

"What should we do? The boss said, don't get close to Divine Doctor Song when you see him on weekdays. He is a big boss, and we will get fucked by the police if we get close to him."

"Then don't pretend to be so familiar. You'll call me Doctor Song soon and you'll cause trouble for me!"

"Got it! Brother Gang."

A few Huang Mao followed their little Tou Tou Xiao Gang cautiously.

Xiaogang walked over tremblingly, looked at Song Yang, and then patted his forehead: "Who am I to say! Oh, Doctor Song! It was all thanks to you last time. If it weren't for your wonderful rejuvenation, my father would have been dead. !”

Song Yang nodded with satisfaction, this kid is really smart.

"What's your name?"

"Doctor Song, my name is Liu Gang, you can just call me Xiaogang."

Yuan Qiqi was quite scared at first, but now she breathed a sigh of relief.

In total, Song Yang opened his mouth because he saw the family members of his patients. In this way, there is a reason why Song Yang has many connections. He is a doctor.

No wonder Chen Ling is here!

It seems that the doctor’s connections should not be underestimated!

Song Yang smiled and said, "Come and drink!"

Xiaogang nodded: "Yes, let's drink."

Song Yang raised his head and looked at the sign, then looked at Xiaogang and said, "Do you often come to this place?"

"Hey, as you said, this is our Mr. Wei's... nephew's shop, he often comes here to take care of business."

Song Yang smiled and nodded.

Wei Qing's nephew.

Song Yang smiled and said: "How is Boss Wei doing lately? I haven't picked it up for a long time. I happen to be here for dinner too. Can you recommend him?"

Xiaogang obviously heard that there was something in Song Yang's words!

He nodded quickly: "Okay, let's go in first, don't wait outside, there are not many places at noon."

Song Yang nodded and walked directly into the store.When I entered the store, I happened to see several workers carrying wine boxes inside.These are fake wines blended with industrial alcohol.

Song Yang was sure of the situation. He had seen this wine on the Internet. The news had detailed reports at that time. In order to prevent fake wine from harming people, the city also comprehensively reported the detailed identification methods, and at the same time asked people who bought fake wine to report it immediately. , don't drink.

Just to prevent this batch of fake wine from continuing to harm people.

When Xiaogang came in, the waiters greeted him very warmly: "Brother Xiaogang!"

"Where's your boss? This is Dr. Song, a friend of our boss Wei. Please hurry up and arrange a private room for Dr. Song."

"Okay! The boss is in the office upstairs and is discussing things with the supplier. Why don't you go find him?"

Xiaogang nodded, and then told the waiter that Song Yang and Yuan Qiqi must be taken care of.

After Song Yang took Yuan Qiqi upstairs together, Yuan Qiqi looked at Song Yang with strange eyes.

The look in her eyes was like that of a girl in love.

But she was also struggling in her heart.

"This is a married man, I can't destroy other people's families, okay! Yuan Qiqi, you are not that kind of bad woman!"

Yuan Qiqi calmed down and continued: "Song Yang, you are developing really well now, it's really beyond my expectation!"

"Fortunately, it's just enough to make a living." Song Yangfeng said calmly, and then he started to order.

While ordering, Song Yang thought for a while and then said: "We have something to do in the afternoon. Even if we order wine, let's drink some beer."

Yuan Qiqi thought about it and realized that Song Yang was right.

"However, I just saw that they have a lot of new wine, don't you want to try it?"

Song Yang shook his head: "You said the wine you just moved? There was something wrong with that wine."

Yuan Qiqi was confused and then asked: "There is a problem, what problem?"

Song Yang quickly thought of a way to say it, and he said calmly: "I am a Chinese medicine practitioner, and making medicinal wine is a common practice. Although I don't drink much wine, my nose can smell which kind is made from grains." , which one is blended. The smell coming from the wine box of this wine is wrong."

Yuan Qiqi thought for a moment, and Song Yang was right. He opened a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and brewing medicinal wine was a very basic operation, and medicinal wine must be made from grain-based spirits, not the blended kind.

"So, you mean, the wine here is fake?!" Yuan Qiqi asked in a lowered voice.

When Song Yang saw Yuan Qiqi being so polite, he immediately nodded: "Yes, I'm sure it was blended with industrial alcohol, and the taste is very similar to methanol."

"This...how can this be done? Drinking methanol will kill people!" Yuan Qiqi became anxious upon hearing this.

Song Yang sighed: "But people have to listen to this! I don't want to kill anyone, but the key is how to remind the other person."

Yuan Qiqi was also in a dilemma. She asked doubtfully: "Can't you just say no?"

"I'm afraid people won't believe it. I can smell it with my nose, and it's noon. There are many people and diners. Do you think they can do it if they don't sell these liquors?"

Yuan Qiqi thought of this and then said: "What should we do? How about we do something magical? For example... didn't you say in the past that Chinese medicine will be able to tell fortunes in the future? You must be proficient in the Five Elements and Bagua. I will follow When you act together, say that you are very accurate in telling fortunes. If you say that there is a disaster in his area, believe it or not, let him react first. Wouldn't it be better to let him go and check it out? "

Song Yang pretended to be embarrassed: "Is this... okay?"

"Try it. As long as it makes them doubtful and no one dares to say anything about it, it's a sure thing. It's better to test it!"

"Besides, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If this fake wine is sold, I don't know how many people will suffer!"

Song Yang nodded and continued: "Then I will do as you say!"

While the two were discussing, Xiaogang also entered the office. In the office, Wei Qing's nephew, Xing Yuanwen, was signing a contract with the supplier.

"Mr. Xing."

When Xing Yuanwen saw Xiaogang coming here, he immediately smiled and said: "It's Xiaogang here. Please wait a moment, I will finish the matter first."

On normal days, Xiaogang would have waited.

But this time, he didn't dare to delay: "Boss Song Yangsong is here for dinner. He said he wants to see you."

"Boss Song?" Xing Yuanwen was startled.

Although he is Wei Qing's nephew, his family is also a serious family. Both his father and mother are doing catering, and they are prosperous.

He came out because he wanted to try his skills, and his mother suggested that he open a shop on his uncle's property, which would save him a lot of trouble and allow him to practice his skills.

When opening a store here, my uncle reminded him more than once that he must be respectful to Song Yang in Beitian.

Otherwise, even he wouldn't be able to protect himself.

"Boss Song? Where are they?"

Xiaogang said quickly: "I'm waiting for you in the private room. I seem to have something to say to you!"

Xing Yuanwen nodded quickly: "Okay, then... let's do it this way, Boss Ke, I'll go down first, you wait here for a while, I'm going to meet an important person, in Beitian's territory, we still have to look at other people's faces. That’s all.”

"Oh! I understand, you go ahead and I'll wait here!"