Reborn in the 70s, the ascetic soldier dotes on him every night

An Yinan's train of thought had stopped just now, so he would wait until later.

"My body has improved a lot, and I have the resources to take supplements."

"Keep taking the pills I left before."

"The next batch of pills need to be replaced with two medicinal materials, and I haven't researched it yet."

"Every once in a while, you can add a little bit of ginseng to the soup. Don't make it too much, or it will cause a fire!"

An Yinan gave instructions very carefully, and Feng Zhong also listened very carefully. He cared more about the old man's health than anyone else.

"I've written it down. Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?" Feng Zhong recorded it carefully in his notebook and looked up at An Yinan.

“It’s better to be less greasy and eat more vegetables and fruits on weekdays.”

"And drink less tea and more warm water." When An Yinan said this, he was looking at the old man himself.

The old man was originally talking to Professor Feng. When he heard this, he didn't understand why. He was reminding himself.

"I know, after you leave, I will ask Xiao Feng to put away the tea leaves. Didn't I take them out just because you were here?" The old man explained with a smile, without any sign of impatience.

"Let me talk to her." Professor Feng said to the old man.

The old man waved his hand, and An Yinan stood up and left with Professor Feng.

"Can I see the formula of your pills? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"If you can't believe it, I can write you a letter of guarantee." Professor Feng was very curious about this pill.

Moreover, before An Yinan checked the pulse, he had already checked the old leader's pulse, and the pulse condition had changed dramatically.

It is hard to imagine that the old leader's withered pulse before, a faint trace of weakness, seems to be cut off at any time.

An Yinan took out a piece of paper directly from his pocket and said, "It has been prepared for a long time."

Professor Feng didn't say anything and couldn't wait to read it. The medicinal materials in it were not expensive.

"Shouldn't these two medicines be in conflict with each other?" Professor Feng immediately saw the problem. No Chinese medicine doctor would prescribe medicine like this. These two medicines that conflict with each other will directly kill a person.

An Yinan looked at it and said, "It's a conflict."

"Then why is the old leader okay?" This was also the reason why he was puzzled.

"There are them." An Yinan ordered two more medicines.

"It can dissolve the medicinal properties of these two flavors."

"And it is even more important. It plays the role of a fusion agent." Feng Zhong looked at the two common names of the medicines, and even the medicinal materials that were commonly used in daily life.

"Because of them?"

"So that's it." Feng Zhong nodded.

He returned the prescription to An Yinan, "I won't reveal the prescription, but do you have a teacher? I mean a teacher of Chinese medicine."

An Yinan said, "In the past, there was a crazy old man. I thought he was pitiful, so I gave him half a cake. He taught me a lot, and later gave me some books to read by myself."

In fact, it is not a lie, because there was indeed such an old man in An Yinan's life, and he did teach her Chinese medicine for a period of time, which is why she has never been afraid.

"So that's it. He must be a very powerful senior." Professor Feng sighed.

An Yinan nodded in agreement. His father had said this before.

So her parents didn't stop her from studying with the old man.

The two of them discussed the old man's body for a long time, and Professor Feng also gave a lot of good advice, which she remembered.

These are the experiences of old doctors, and she needs to learn from them.

Professor Feng also became interested in Baduanjin and insisted on pestering Feng Zhong to study.

"Professor, I have an exam to take." An Yinan reminded.

"By the way, look at my memory. Here are the papers. There are five subjects in total. Each subject takes an hour and a half. You can read and write." Professor Feng was quite casual.

An Yinan picked up the pen. Now she didn't have to read it from beginning to end. She started writing directly.

Seeing her handwriting, the old man sighed, "The character has been established."

An Yinan deliberately blocked out the surrounding sounds at this moment, and devoted herself wholeheartedly to the exam.

For her, this exam is a refresher, which can make her remember it deeply.

More than four hours had passed, it was already getting dark, and An Yinan was still finishing his papers.

The traditional Chinese medicine paper is the basis, but there are too many words to finish. I can’t finish it at all.

"Go inside the house. It's too dark outside and it's not good for your eyes." Feng Zhong came over to remind him.

An Yinan woke up with a start and looked up. It was already dark.

"Okay." She took the paper, went directly to the room, found a table, and started writing.

"How is it?" the leader asked Professor Feng.

Professor Feng felt a little painful, "I regret a little, why didn't I get to know her before she signed up for college?"

In that case, he would definitely abduct her to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and then block the door so that no one would be able to abduct her!

For this result, he didn't even have to look at the brats from his department to know that he wouldn't be able to pass the exam.

"Okay." An Yinan handed the last paper to Professor Feng.

She moved her neck and wrists, feeling that they were no longer hers.

"Comrade Xiao An, have a drink of water." Feng Zhong poured a glass of water for An Yinan and placed it on the table in front of her.

An Yinan quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Uncle Feng."

While she was drinking water, Professor Feng over there also finished reading the paper.

"Why don't you major in Chinese medicine?"

Professor Feng's resentment is already very deep.

An Yinan said doubtfully, "Didn't we talk about it before? Why are we bringing up the old things again?"

"I heard from Old Feng that you took the economics test this morning. How was it?" The old man also thought about An Yinan's future, so he thought of asking.

"Not very good..." Before An Yinan finished speaking, the old man frowned.

"Three points short of a perfect score." She seemed regretful.

"What did you say? Say it again!" Professor Feng asked.

Did he hear wrongly? It must have been an auditory hallucination just now.

"Three points missing, perfect score." An Yinan stopped playing tricks this time and said with a smile.

"If you don't take the first place in the department, our instructors won't let you take leave!" She said it seriously, and it turned out to be the truth at first glance.

These old men are all human beings, how could they not tell?

But just because you can see it, it’s even more surprising.

"I can't blame them for not letting people go." Professor Feng sighed.

If he had tied it himself, he would not have let it go!

"It seems you are hopeless!" The old man looked proud and patted Professor Feng on the shoulder.

"Leader, Comrade An has to leave." Feng Zhong came over to remind him.

If An Yinan hadn't temporarily arranged the exam for the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, she would have been sent back earlier.

He knew that she had entered the project, and he naturally knew that the child was pressed for time and might not have much time to rest.