President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Dragon

doing what?

Shen Nian was startled for a moment, and then came to his senses.

This question was Jiang Song's test of himself.

Only when the answer satisfies him can he be qualified to take over the burden of the president of the Ancient Medical Association from him.

Thinking of this, he said without hesitation: "The junior wants to do, from beginning to end, there is only one thing, and that is to help the rise of ancient medicine!"

Jiang Song laughed lightly and shook his head, "Do you know that in the past hundred years, there are many people who have the same purpose as you?"

Shen Nian was silent and did not speak.

Jiang Song said lightly: "I am one of them. My father and grandfather have all worked hard for this, including several medical masters in the world. Those old guys you met on stage today have all worked hard for this. Tried hard."

At this point, he paused, and his voice became low, "But, we have all failed! In the past hundred years, the efforts of three generations have all failed!"

He raised his head and looked directly at Shen Nian, "Under such circumstances, do you think you can succeed?"

Facing Jiang Song's questioning, Shen Nian's expression did not change at all.

"Just because no one succeeds, do you have to choose to give up? This...is not the spirit of medicine!"

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Song narrowed his eyes, "You are right, giving up is not the spirit of medicine, but do you know what kind of situation ancient medicine is facing?"

"There is no successor!"

"The time left for ancient medicine is running out!"

His voice was very low.

In the depths of the eyes, there is deep powerlessness and loss.

For that ideal, they have also worked hard, but the final result is not satisfactory.

Up to now, young people are more and more advocating Western medicine, and there are very few who are really willing to learn ancient medical skills.

Even in the city of Bozhou, where ancient medical techniques are prevalent.

The same is true!

The younger generation also has a skeptical attitude towards ancient medical techniques.

Those who really support Bozhou City are the older generation.

What will Bozhou City look like when they grow old?

Shen Nian was silent for a moment, then said softly: "Senior, I am different from you."

Ok?

Jiang Song frowned and looked over.

Shen Nian smiled lightly and asked: "Senior, why do you think ancient medical techniques have declined?"

Jiang Song frowned, thought for a moment, and then said: "There are many reasons for this, but I think the most fundamental one is the severance of inheritance..."

Having said that, he seemed to understand something, his voice stopped abruptly, he raised his head and stared blankly at Shen Nian.

As he said just now, a large part of the reason for the decline of ancient medical skills is the severance of inheritance.

But it just so happened that in Shen Nian's hand, he held four acupuncture techniques that had been lost.

Even if golden needle technique is not suitable for inheritance, the remaining three acupuncture techniques are enough to cause a tsunami.

but……

He shook his head, "Although you have mastered the lost acupuncture technique, not everyone can learn this level of acupuncture technique."

Shen Nian chuckled, "Senior, how do you know that the only thing this junior masters is acupuncture?"

Jiang Song's body shook, and he raised his head suddenly, staring fixedly at him, as if he wanted to judge the truth of what he said from his expression.

However, he didn't see anything.

There was a faint smile on Shen Nian's face, and there was no wave in his eyes.

It is hard to imagine that this kind of state of mind will appear in a young man under the age of 30.

Shen Nian continued: "Senior, I have medical skills in my hands, and there are people in the Ancient Medical Association. I believe that as long as we work together, we will definitely lead the rise of ancient medical skills!"

Jiang Song took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "If what you said is true, I will do everything I can to help you!"

"Senior, just rest assured, you will never regret your choice today!"

A smile appeared on Shen Nian's face.

Jiang Song took a deep look at him, and said with emotion: "I finally know why old man Fu is willing to come out of the mountain!"

"Senior knows Mr. Fu?"

Shen Nian was a little surprised.

Jiang Song laughed loudly, "In our generation, there are only a few old guys, how could they not know each other? Moreover, he called me specifically two days ago!"

Shen Nian was startled, "Mr. Fu called you? Why didn't he mention it to me?"

He really didn't know about this matter.

Jiang Song glanced at him, "Old man Fu is really optimistic about you. He told me everything about your situation. He hopes that I can help you."

"Senior, you mean..."

Shen Nian froze for a moment, not knowing what Jiang Song was talking about.

"Mood state! Old man Fu hopes that I can help you get out!"

Jiang Song didn't hide anything, and said bluntly.

"Senior, you..."

Shen Nian raised her head and looked at him in surprise.

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Song shook his head and poured cold water on him.

"Don't get too excited. No one can help you with your mental state. Whether you can get out or not depends on yourself."

Jiang Song said lightly.

"That……"

Shen Nian's face was full of confusion.

Jiang Song smiled and said, "Are you curious why Old Man Fu still asks me to help you when no one else can help you?"

Shen Nian nodded.

He knew that it was impossible for Fu Tianming not to understand these things.

But, now that he knew it, he still did it, which meant that Jiang Song might really help him.

Jiang Song said with a faint smile: "Old man Fu found me, a large part of the reason is that you and I have similar experiences."

Shen Nian was a little puzzled.

Jiang Song said lightly: "On a certain night 30 years ago, I killed a family of 130 people. The old and young, women and children... all survived!"

Shen Nian's complexion changed drastically, and he looked at the old man in front of him in shock, never thinking that the other party would do such a thing.

"What? Don't you think it's incredible?"

Jiang Song asked with a chuckle.

Shen Nian nodded, "Indeed...Senior, why did you..."

Jiang Song smiled lightly, "It's very simple, my daughter was defiled by a second-generation child of that family!

I asked them for an explanation, but instead of handing over the murderer, they slandered my daughter's innocence, describing her as a...? Slut!

My wife, devastated by this, followed my daughter a week after her accident. "

Shen Nian opened his mouth, wanting to say something comforting, but he didn't know how to speak.

Seemingly knowing what he was thinking, Jiang Song smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, it's all over, I've thought about it a long time ago, and I also helped them avenge themselves!"

Shen Nian whispered: "Senior, condolences."

Jiang Song smiled and continued: "During that time, I was also confused. I never thought that one day, I would commit such a murder. Among those people, there are many innocent people."

Having said that, he raised his head and looked at Shen Nian, "Do you know how I got out?"

Shen Nian shook her head slightly.

He hasn't even figured out his own problem, let alone someone else's?

Of course, he also tried to bring himself into Jiang Song's role, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Jiang Song chuckled lightly, and said lightly: "The reason why I can come out is because I have a clear mind!"

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