"How do you feel now?"
Zhang Xiaofan sat down.
The man with the gold necklace, though reluctant to admit it, felt his body had gotten significantly better.
This was frightening!
"Impossible, I don't believe a bowl of chicken soup can have this effect!"
By saying this, the man with the gold necklace had essentially acknowledged it.
He had lost.
"You just drank it yourself, it's chicken soup."
Zhang Xiaofan spread his hands and said casually.
"Why, I've taken so many medicines without getting better, how can a bowl of chicken soup do it?"
The man with the gold necklace demanded an answer.
"Because this bowl of chicken soup is a good chicken soup."
"Chicken soup itself has a therapeutic effect on insufficient qi and blood, heart palpitations, shortness of breath, dizziness, blurred vision, diarrhea, poor appetite, and weight loss."
"And the chicken soup you just had has an effect that is somewhat times better than usual."
