Quick Wear: I am the shopkeeper at the Merit Pawn Shop

One is the lack of talent, and many traditions are gradually lost because no one has learned them.

It can only exist in books, and when people see those books, they will wonder, can Chinese medicine really treat these diseases? It can't be just a boast!

Hu Taiyi realizes that he is already in his seventies. Although he is saddened by the current state of traditional Chinese medicine, he is powerless to do anything and just treats people as best he can.

He was also waiting to fall down like his ancestors while treating patients.

But he will never regret choosing this path.

The only regret is that I didn’t bring up a decent and satisfactory apprentice.

Even though he has many disciples, he also has a good reputation in the outside world.

But he knew that these disciples had not learned even one tenth of his abilities.

He never expected that Shen Mo would come to learn Chinese medicine from him.

"Okay, okay, from now on you will be my last disciple, and I will pass on everything I have learned in my life to you." Doctor Hu excitedly grabbed Shen Mo's hand.

He was so happy that Shen Mo was willing to learn Chinese medicine.

Shen Mo felt that Doctor Hu was a little too enthusiastic. After all, the last time he came, Hu Taiyi barely even raised his eyelids.

Before Shen Mo came, he was afraid that the other party would reject him, so he was prepared to stick to his guns.

But I never thought it would be so easy to become Dr. Hu's apprentice.

According to ancient rituals, Shen Mo kowtowed to Doctor Hu and became his disciple.

In this way, Shen Mo studied Chinese medicine while taking care of his grandparents.

In order to master Chinese medicine more quickly, he studied with Grandpa Hu during the day, and returned to the system space at night to digest what he had learned during the day.

Time flies. Half a year after Shen Mo started working, Doctor Hu finally passed away.

Before leaving, he regretted not teaching Shen Mo all the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine.

Shen Mo looked at the TCM acupuncture skill of 80%, TCM medicine skill of 60%, and TCM trauma treatment skill of 60%.

Shen Mo sighed, it was not that he did not learn fast enough, but that the old man's life was coming to an end.

After the old man passed away, his children decided to immigrate abroad. It turned out that their children had wanted to immigrate a long time ago, and their grandchildren were all on the other side of the ocean.

It’s just that the old man doesn’t want to leave his hometown, so as his children, they can only stay by his side and show their filial piety to him.

Now that the old man is gone, they left this land without any regrets.

Shen Mo took over the old man's clinic.

The patients are still the nearby residents who had previously seen the old man for treatment. Occasionally, there are also out-of-town guests who come to see Dr. Hu. It is said that Dr. Hu has passed away and Shen Mo has taken over.

Knowing that Shen Mo was Doctor Hu's last disciple, those people decided to stay for treatment out of a try-it attitude.

There were also some beautiful women of all ages who heard about Shen Mo from somewhere and came to see Shen Mo for medical treatment.

Because it is so rare for beautiful women to come to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic for treatment, the old men and women who come here for treatment will gossip and speculate about the relationship between Shen Mo and those women.

He Hui died at the age of 108. Not long after his death, Yu Hongyan also passed away.

A week before the two died, Shen Mo had a premonition and called everyone in the family, including He Chenxi and his wife.

The whole family surrounded the two elders, letting them feel the liveliness of home before they left.

After the two elders left, Shen Mo still stayed in City C, treating patients and growing Chinese herbal medicines. All the Chinese herbal medicines in the clinic were grown on the hills and fields he contracted.

He supplied part of it to Shen Ying's company.

Nowadays, unscrupulous merchants are speculating on Chinese medicinal materials, and the prices have been driven up to sky-high levels.

If Shen Ying grows Chinese herbal medicines herself, the price increase of Chinese herbal medicines will not have much impact on her products.

She can also keep her product prices from increasing.

Not long after, Shen Mo learned that He Chenxi and his wife had also passed away. He rushed to attend the funeral.

The two men did not suffer from any illness before they passed away. It is said that they died in their sleep, holding hands.

A few years later, Shen Ying and his wife handed over the company to their second child, and they moved in with Shen Mo.

Shen Mo also takes care of the two of them on a daily basis.

When Shen Mo felt that he had learned most of the Chinese medicine skills, he felt that he could close his eyes and leave.

When Shen Mo left, the white-haired Shen Ying cried bitterly.

She said: "I am lucky to have my eldest brother in my life. If I didn't have him, I can't believe what my life would be like. I wouldn't be able to find my grandparents, and I wouldn't be able to escape the marriage designed by my stepmother and father."

As for stepmother Zhang Zhen, after talking with Shen Mo, she entrusted her son to her parents.

In her second year in prison, she could no longer bear prison life and strangled herself with a piece of cloth.

After Zhang Zhen died, the Zhang family threw the child into an orphanage.

They have sons and grandchildren, so they don't want to raise a child who eats for free.

Later, the child was adopted by a foreign couple and left the country.

His memories of his childhood are very vague, and he doesn't remember that he has two half-brothers and half-sisters.

The world in front of Shen Mo's eyes rippled like water, and Shen Mo's soul returned to reality.

"Ding Dong" a bell rang and Shen Mo woke up in the rocking chair.

This time when he woke up he didn't see the original owner.

"Where are the people?" Shen Mo asked.

"He's gone. He's very satisfied with your mission, but he's a little confused as to why his grandparents didn't go to find him in his previous life?"

"Why?" Shen Mo looked at the rabbit.

"Give me five merit points and I'll tell you."

"Tsk, who cares." Forget about trying to cheat him of his merit points.

The rabbit looked at the fat cat and said smugly: "Fat cat, you lose. Give me some merit points later."

Shen Mo: “…” What’s going on? These two guys actually used him as a gambling chip.

He extended his hand without hesitation.

Rabbit: "What are you doing?"

Shen Mo: "Since you're using me as a bet, shouldn't you give me a share of the profits?"

"You have no shame!" the rabbit screamed.

The fat cat had a look of gloating on his face, and was eating a piece of exquisite pastry with his paws holding the knife and fork as if it had nothing to do with him.

Shen Mo checked the merit points he had gained this time.

The total merit points are 0, and 24 points belong to the shop. The task costs merit points, and the shopkeeper gets merit points.

Seeing the merit points he had obtained, Shen Mo was somewhat speechless: "Rabbit, isn't there a decimal point in the merit points this time? It should be 24.5 points if rounded off."

Shen Mo argued with reason.

"According to the pawn shop rules, all disputed decimals go to the fat cat."

The rabbit was also dissatisfied with this, but what could it do?

Fortunately, it won the bet this time and was able to gain some merit points. It seemed like it benefited more, but it doesn’t matter.

"If you gamble in my name, you should give me a share." Shen Mo shouted.

"Don't even think about it." The rabbit crossed his arms, turned his head to the side, and looked like, "What can you do to me?"

Shen Mo grabbed the rabbit with both hands and started shaking its body upside down.

"What are you doing? You lunatic, let me go." The rabbit yelled in panic.

What was even more horrifying was that the golden light of morality had fallen off it, leaving the ground covered with golden light.

Shen Mo suddenly realized that he was in trouble and quickly let go of the rabbit.

The rabbit picked up the golden light neatly, but still found that the golden light had dissipated a little. It pointed at Shen Mo and cried loudly: "Compensate me for the golden light, compensate me for the golden light, you jinxing star, I want to change the shopkeeper."

Fat Cat silently retreated three meters away from the two of them.