Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

If Meng Ran's guess was correct, it should be Zhang Tao who had fully recovered. That was why he called.    

Meng Ran had been running all over the place these few days, and he had been so busy that he almost forgot about this Bookworm. Meng Ran had asked Steward Feng to deliver the Minor Pei-Yuan Pill to Zhang Tao on Thursday afternoon. Logically speaking, one night was enough for Zhang Tao to recover. Zhang Tao could walk freely on Friday.    

However, it was already late at night on Saturday, and Zhang Tao had just called. Could it be that something had gone wrong?    

"Hello, Zhang? Do you have any good news for me?" Meng Ran asked with a smile.    

On the other side of the phone, Zhang Tao, the tall and thin Bookworm, who had been sitting in a wheelchair for almost three years, was not sitting in the wheelchair in the room. Instead, he was standing straight on the road in front of his antique store.    

The dim light of the street lamp shone on his ordinary face, but at this moment, his face was full of tears.    

Looking closely, although Zhang Tao was crying, he was smiling even more.    

Although he had dialed Meng Ran's number, this quiet and weak scholar did not know how to speak to his closest friend.    

Three years ago, he had helped Meng Ran block the disaster of having a broken leg. From this time on, he had always accompanied him in that cold wheelchair.    

Zhang Tao was unfortunate. At such a young age, he had become the 'little cripple' that his neighbors talked about in private. No girl had ever liked him.    

Zhang Tao was also very lucky. Even the top medical experts in the province claimed that he would never be able to leave a wheelchair for the rest of his life. However, the Pills that his most trusted good brother had changed his fate.    

Thousands of words eventually turned into one sentence, "Thank you."    

If possible, Zhang Tao only wanted to give his brother a hug.    

Meng Ran, thank you.    

After saying that, Bookworm could no longer control his emotions. His tears were like a river breaking through a dam.    

Under the dim light of the street lamps, the thin, scholarly man hugged his phone and cried loudly.    

It was as if he was hugging his brother.    

At this moment, Meng Ran, who was on the other end of the phone, heard Zhang Tao's sincere gratitude and heard Zhang Tao's surging crying. This good brother of his, Immortal Sovereign Tairan, who had bid farewell to him for a thousand years, had tears at the corners of his eyes.    

The phone was turned on. Meng Ran quietly listened to Zhang Tao's crying. On the other side of the phone, Zhang Tao seemed to be crying all the grievances he had suffered over the past three years.    

Zhang Tao's crying lasted for ten minutes before Meng Ran gently said, "Zhang, congratulations on recovering."    

Zhang Tao wiped the tear stains on his face hard on the other end of the phone and nodded heavily. He said excitedly, "En! Ran, I still feel like I am dreaming. A few days ago, you said you could help me recover. I thought you were comforting me. But I didn't expect there to be such a magical medicine in this world. Where did you get this medicine from? Did you import it from Europe and America? To make me, a person who has been crippled for three years, stand up again, this medicine is probably not ordinary expensive... "    

Meng Ran felt a headache when he saw Zhang Tao asking questions like a firecracker. This good brother of his was good everywhere. It was just that this long-winded person was too long-winded...    

Meng Ran casually said, "It's just a prescription that I got from a barefooted doctor. It's not expensive. It's good that you can recover. "    

Meng Ran knew that if he told the truth, Zhang Tao would definitely not believe him. After all, it was too magical.    

If Meng Ran said that it was imported medicine, his good brother would probably think that it was too expensive and would have to keep talking about repaying the money all day long. He might as well just say that it was just a dirt prescription. As expected, Zhang Tao believed it. He also repeatedly lamented that the Godly Doctor was among the people and made Meng Ran speechless.    

While conversing with Zhang Tao, Meng Ran finally remembered the delay in Zhang Tao's recovery and could not help but ask:    

"Zhang, how many days have you taken this medicine? Did you only recover tonight? "    

Zhang Tao's answer made Meng Ran even more confused. Zhang Tao had indeed taken it that night. Could it be that the medicinal herbs were not enough and the medicinal strength was not enough?    

As if recalling something, Meng Ran suddenly said in a deep voice, "Zhang, how many pills did you take? And Uncle Zhang's rib injury is healed?"    

Zhang Tao's answer this time made Meng Ran not know whether to laugh or cry.    

It turned out that Meng Ran had asked Steward Feng to give Zhang Tao a total of five small Pei-Yuan Pills. Meng Ran estimated that Zhang Tao would need to eat two of them. Father Zhang would be fully recovered after eating one, and the rest would be in case of emergencies.    

In the end, Zhang Tao, who was worried about his father, only ate one, and the remaining four were given to Father Zhang .    

No wonder Zhang Tao recovered a day later than Meng Ran had expected. One small Pei-Yuan Dan was indeed not enough. As for Father Zhang , he had fully recovered the night he took it. He felt full of energy, as if he had returned to his youth.    

This result was naturally normal. The Minor Regather Pill could replenish the life essence of the human body, and it had the miraculous effect of lengthening one's lifespan and strengthening one's physique. Father Zhang , who had consumed four Minor Pei-Yuan Pills, would only live younger and younger in the future.    

Of course, Meng Ran wouldn't blame Zhang Tao for what he did.    

Meng Ran had a deep understanding of Zhang Tao's relationship with his father. Zhang Tao was a single parent family, and he lacked the care of his mother. It was his father who had raised him up, so Zhang Tao naturally had a deep relationship with his father.