I Feel Uncomfortable, and Others Call Me the God of Medicine.

"Boss, Jack Ma's personal bodyguard has been waiting at the door for three days, wanting to buy the ginseng we grow..." Qi Yang, who was sitting on the recliner, never opened his eyes: "Jack Ma? Why doesn't he come by himself?" "Okay, I'll let that person go later. He's blocking the way. Besides, the president of the Calligraphy Association has written a calligraphy for you and has sent it over." Hearing this, Qi Yang opened his eyes slightly, "Here, why is he the god of medicine again! How many times have I told you that I am just a small farmer? I just plant hundreds of kilograms of saffron, some ginseng that has a medicinal effect of almost a thousand years, and 100 million points of Tai Sui that can prolong life?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.