Chapter 1179: 1181【Western boxing match】

Chapter 1179 1181 [Western boxing match]

Hong Zhennan suffered from asthma, and he never told any boxer.

Because this is his door. If it is known that he has such a stubborn disease, it is very likely that he will prescribe the right medicine and kill him while he is sick.

Over the years, more than one person wanted to take away from him the throne of the president of the Xiangjiang Martial Arts Association and the business of the fresh fish stall.

So Hong Zhennan has been hiding it from everyone, and no one dared to tell.

But unexpectedly, now Xiang Nan gave the whole thing out, which really shocked him.

"To be honest, Master Hong, I still have a little research on medical skills. I was the one who founded the Macau Renji Pharmaceutical Factory." Xiang Nan smiled slightly.

"What?! You opened the Renji Pharmaceutical Factory?" Hong Zhennan asked in shock when he heard this.

The name of Renji Pharmaceutical Factory, he is very famous.

More than ten years ago, cholera broke out in Macao, Xiangjiang, Wuyang, Shunde and other places, infecting tens of thousands of people and causing countless deaths and injuries.

Thanks to the Renji Dan produced by Renji Pharmaceutical Factory, one pill will be effective, and two pills will stop diarrhea. Only then can the plague be eradicated and the people saved from suffering. He had suffered from cholera all those years ago, and he collapsed with diarrhea. It was all thanks to taking Renji Dan that a life was saved.

In addition, over the years, Renji Pharmaceutical Factory produced Boundary Medicine, Zhixue Powder, and Huoluo Oil, which are also the standing medicines in their martial arts school. After all, it is inevitable to practice martial arts without injury, and applying some active oil and hemostatic powder will do the job, which is very effective.

But he never expected that these medicines were all produced by Xiang Nan.

"Yes." Xiang Nan nodded, "From now on, the martial arts club under our Wushu Association will buy medicines at the Renji Pharmacy on Jordan Road, and all medicines will be 40% off."

Hong Zhennan laughed when he heard this.

It is inevitable to get injured while practicing martial arts, so traumatic medicine and activating collateral oil are all necessary, and the dosage is not small. If there is a 40% discount, it will save a few hundred yuan a year. This is no small benefit.

"Then I thank Master Ye on behalf of everyone." He cupped his hands and smiled.

"You're welcome." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "Master Hong has to trust me, if you can stretch out your hand, I'll take a look for you."

When Hong Zhennan heard this, he immediately stretched out his hand, and then took advantage of Xiang Nan's pulse, and asked with a smile, "Master Ye, since you know that I have asthma, why didn't you take advantage of it during the martial arts competition this afternoon?"

"Master Hong, the reason why I compete with you is to get the qualification to teach boxing, and I don't have any deep hatred with you. Why should I take advantage of people's danger and kill them all?" Xiang Nan smiled and said, " Keep a line in life, so that we can meet each other in the future. Master Hong, do you think this is the truth?"

When Hong Zhennan heard this, he nodded with a smile, "Master Ye, you are a smart person."

Through such an exchange, he felt that Xiang Nan was really good, knowing how to advance and retreat, gain and loss, and know how to measure. Not only good at kung fu, but also a better person.

Xiang Nan smiled, then withdrew his hand, "Master Hong, I've checked your pulse. To be honest, I can't help you eradicate it. But I wrote a prescription, you try it, it should be able to control it."

"That's enough." Hong Zhennan said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, I have been suffering from this disease for several years, and it was all exhausted in three years and eight months. I have also seen many doctors secretly, and they are just Talking about resting, there is no good prescription for treatment.

If your medicine really works, Master Ye, then you are really my savior. I will definitely thank you very much. "

"You're welcome, Master Hong. Everyone is a martial arts practitioner. People don't love the soil, and rivers don't love the water." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Okay, I'll go back first. Master Hong has something to do, so you can come to Tongxin Real Estate The company is looking for me."

"Tongxin Real Estate Company?" Hong Zhennan was taken aback again.

He also knows something about this real estate company, because everyone in Xiangjiang knows that the houses under Tongxin Real Estate are cheap. For ten yuan a month, you can rent a single room, so that people can have a place to live, which is really affordable. He has many apprentices who live there now.

"Yes, that's my company too." Xiang Nan nodded and said.

He has boxed all his life, but now he just runs a boxing gym, manages a fresh fish stall, and is the president in name only. It looks majestic, but it is actually mediocre.

In comparison, Xiang Nan is not only the boss of Renji Pharmaceutical Factory, but also the boss of Tongxin Real Estate, and his net worth is at least tens of millions. Life is really much better than him.

Three days later, Hong Zhennan came to Tongxin Real Estate.

Seeing that Xiang Nan rented such a large office building, with hundreds of employees busy, the phone rings one after another, everyone is in a hurry, Hong Zhennan is not close to feeling awe-inspiring.

Xiang Nan's business is far beyond his imagination.

Such a scene is probably not inferior to those big foreign companies.

"Mr. Hong, please follow me." A beautiful female secretary smiled and said.

Hong Zhennan nodded, followed the secretary to Xiang Nan's office.

"Master Ye, your business is so big." He couldn't help but say.

"It's so-so." Xiang Nan smiled, "Master Hong, your complexion is ruddy and your breathing is strong. It seems that your condition has improved."

"Yes, after taking the medicine you prescribed for two days, I feel much better." Hong Zhennan nodded and smiled, "Master Ye, your medical skills are really good."

"Thank you." Xiang Nan nodded, "Then you are here today..."

"Oh, I'm planning a western boxing match. I wonder if you're interested in watching it." Hong Zhennan explained.

"Western boxing?! Okay." Xiang Nan nodded, "I haven't seen it yet, it just opened my eyes."

Hong Zhennan smiled and left six tickets behind, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore, let's go first."

"It's nothing to disturb, don't bother, Master Hong, come and play when you have time." Xiang Nan smiled, and then sent Hong Zhennan out.

After returning to the office, Xiang Nan scanned the tickets, and saw that this was the boxing championship held for Tornado.

Presumably Hong Zhennan never expected that the boxing championship he organized would actually be his death.

Xiang Nan let out a long sigh. He was determined to help Hong Zhennan and help the Xiangjiang martial arts circle win the tornado, lest he speak wild words and underestimate Chinese Kung Fu.

For this reason, he went to the underground boxing ring to fight black boxing in the name of working overtime at night.

Because he has not fought a life-and-death battle with others for more than ten years. Although he has been practicing kung fu and fighting wooden dummy posts, he lacks actual combat experience and lacks a murderous aura that will surely win.

In comparison, tornadoes fight Western boxing, at least 40 or 50 games are played within a year. And because every game is related to his ranking, every game is very important, it is a game of life and death, and one has to work hard.

Because of this, he has very rich actual combat experience, and he is also very confident and murderous.

If Xiang Nan wants to defeat him, he must also accumulate experience, confidence, and murderous aura.

So he went to the underground boxing ring to fight black boxing.

In order to prevent being recognized by others, Xiang Nan also stuck a beard on his face, covering half of his face, and named himself Crossing the River Dragon.

(end of this chapter)

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