Medicare

After being scolded head-on and face-to-face by Mr. Bian, Zhang Guoliang's face was not looking good, but he still had some fear and respect for this master, but Nuonuo said: "Master, look at what you said, what do I say?" It's time to get into trouble, don't blame me."

Mr. Bian obviously didn't like this at all, he just cursed bitterly: "The thing you made outside, others don't know, I don't know, it's all a lie, sooner or later something big will happen, you If you still recognize me as a master, you should reject all of them early, otherwise, don’t enter my door again.”

A look of embarrassment flashed across Zhang Guoliang's face. In his opinion, being a famous doctor and appearing on TV is such a glorious thing. At most, he exaggerated the medicinal effects of some things, but the old man was so stupid that he thought He is out to deceive people.However, the two masters and apprentices had quarreled countless times because of this matter, and no one could convince the other. hit.

Zhang Guoliang also knew in his heart that when it comes to medical skills, he can't catch up with his master, and even because of his vainness, he can't even compare with his two senior brothers. Who knows when they will be used, so he almost resigned himself It's my job.

But now being watched by a son and a junior, Zhang Guoliang also became angry in his heart, and couldn't help but said: "Master, if you are still unreasonable, I will not be able to have my own career."

Old Mr. Bian almost died of anger, pointing at him and cursing: "You are the only one who pays back your career, you are a liar, what anti-aging can cure cancer, you don't think you have a big appetite, I told you to learn from you and quit, The sugar water that is made out of tinkering is sold as a elixir!"

Professor Sun listened to it, and vaguely guessed something, and suddenly thought, wasn't this guy who fiddled with the bombarding advertisements on TV some time ago.

Those who study medicine actually know that these things are deceptive, but most of the health care products are the same thing, exaggerated publicity is common, as long as there is no problem with eating it, it doesn't matter.

Mr. Bian was so angry because he had high hopes for this apprentice at the beginning. Who knew that he had talent, but he refused to use it on the right path. When he was studying medicine, he was half-hearted and focused on making money.

Old Mr. Bian scolded for a while, at least he felt that he had enjoyed it. He noticed that Professor Sun was embarrassed beside him, so he stopped talking, and asked with a cold snort, "What's the matter with you here?"

As far as this apprentice is concerned, he doesn't know what kind of virtues he has, and it's impossible for him to come back to honor him because he missed him. Zhang Guoliang resented his master for being strict with him, beating and scolding him, but he didn't know that Mr. Bian regarded him as one of his own. That's why there is no restraint.

Seeing that he finally stopped talking, Zhang Guoliang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and gave way to the people behind him, but saw his own son shrinking there like a quail, afraid that the old man would see him, but the other one stood still, but a few With a good manner, it is inevitable to sigh in my heart: "Master, I want you to look at me personally."

Mr. Bian glanced at the two people behind him. Logically speaking, Zhang Guoliang's son is also his grandson, and the relationship should be close. However, Zhang Guoliang didn't listen to his persuasion because he married that businessman's wife back then. He went astray, and later got out of hand. Mr. Bian was prejudiced against Zhang Guoliang's wife, and he didn't even pretend to talk about this junior. close heart.

Seeing the child cowering, Mr. Bian frowned, but he didn't say much. After all, he is almost three generations old, so he can't control them.But when he saw another person, his brows were furrowed even more, he turned his head and glared at Zhang Guoliang, and said with a cold snort, "Take him away."

The young man standing behind Zhang Guoliang didn't seem to have thought that the old man's face froze when he was so shameless. He raised his head and looked at Zhang Guoliang with a bit of threat in his eyes.

Zhang Guoliang quickly gave a comforting look, walked quickly to Mr. Bian, lowered his head and said: "Master, this kid is really talented, don't you want to accept a junior brother for us, I think he is very good of."

Old Mr. Bian laughed angrily, but said, "I'm even more worried about people you like."

Seeing that the atmosphere became more tense, the young man behind him took a step forward, performed an ancient ritual, raised his head and said, "Old Mr. Bian, why don't you take a look at my ability before making a decision?"

To people other than Zhang Guoliang, Mr. Bian was not so rude, but he didn't show any good looks. He just said, "I know you. You are Yan Wuyi's son. I met you at the birthday banquet before."

Yan Xinyu smiled after hearing this: "Sir, I have a good memory, my father is indeed Yan Wuyi."

Yan Wuyi is the director of Renshan Private Hospital in Kyoto. Mr. Bian and him are naturally acquainted. On the surface, they seem to be in harmony. Few people know that Mr. Bian looks down on Yan Wuyi. In the world, flattering and complimenting the superiors, showing off to the inferiors, and showing no kindness to the patients, the Kyoto Renshan Private Hospital has become more and more outrageous over the years.

Mr. Bian still had a little friendship with the old man of the Yan family back then, and he felt sorry when he saw Renshan Hospital going further and further away from Renshan, but it was his family business, and he was not much better Mouth, but in the bottom of my heart, I don't like Yan Wuyi.Yan Xinyu was his son, Mr. Bian deeply felt that the son of a mouse could make holes, and this man's character was not very noble.

Mr. Bian never thought of being so great and serving the country and the people, but a doctor must have a benevolent heart, otherwise, even if he has medical skills, he cannot be called a doctor.

Hearing what he said, Mr. Bian just said: "Your hospital is following the path of Western medicine. What's the matter if you find me under my door, you should leave quickly."

Yan Xinyu said, "Old Mr. Bian, I have admired the demeanor of Chinese medicine since I was a child. I have learned a lot by myself over the years. I ask myself how talented I am. Please study it carefully, sir."

Old Mr. Bian didn't believe this. Who is Yan Wuyi? It's strange that he would let his son study Chinese medicine that can't bring great benefits since he was a child. There is not much moisture in these words.

Mr. Bian just waved his hand and said, "No need, different ways don't conspire with each other."

Seeing that he didn't accept his intention at all, Yan Xinyu finally couldn't help frowning. Although he was a little scheming, he was still a young and vigorous child after all, and his face inevitably showed something. Fortunately, he quickly thought of the importance of this apprenticeship. He quickly suppressed his emotions, and suddenly took a step forward and knelt down: "Please ask the old gentleman to test me first, and tell me where there are deficiencies?"

Yan Xinyu has been used to going smoothly since he was a child, and he is full of confidence in himself. He feels that he has mastered Chinese medicine, not to mention mastering it, but he has also entered the door. There is Renshan Hospital behind him, at least he has an advantage over many people.If his father Yan Wuyi hadn't said that the leaders in Kyoto now like to use Chinese medicine to regulate their bodies, he would not have spent so much time studying Chinese medicine.

What Yan Xinyu didn't know was that it was precisely because of these that Mr. Bian saw that he had an impure mind in learning Chinese medicine, so he held some prejudice against him.

Mr. Bian frowned when he saw that he was unwilling to let it go, and suddenly said: "Well, since you are so persistent, I will see the examination school, old grandson, let that kid come in too. , I will take the school exam together."

Yan Xinyu's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he subconsciously looked outside, just in time to see Xiang Ange walking in, because he had just basked in the sun for a long time in the yard, his face was a little red, and he looked a little cute, but he seemed to be Even younger.

Yan Xinyu saw that he was wearing simple clothes, and he knew it was cheap at a glance. He was not too old. Although he came with Professor Sun, Mr. Bian didn't even give him the face of his apprentice and grandson, let alone others. up.Thinking about it this way, half of the defenses in my heart were put down.

Old Mr. Bian also looked at An Ge carefully. Just now, he took a rough look and felt that the child had clear eyes and a handsome appearance. Now that he looked closely, he found that there was a rare peaceful aura about this child. It is rare for children these days. Nowadays, the pace of society is fast, and many people seem to be a little impetuous.

Mr. Bian noticed that Xiang Ange's fingernails contained some herbal powder. He guessed that when he was in the yard, he helped a few apprentices organize the herbs. It looked like Professor Sun's description. The shadow, at least the fact that he is diligent is not gone.

Xiang Ange didn't know that Professor Sun helped him gain a lot of favorability points, and when he heard that Mr. Bian was going to test them, he naturally showed the most serious attitude.Both of them are young people, and they both look upright, and they are very dignified when they stand there. In contrast, Xiang Ange has a gentle temperament, while Yan Xinyu has a bit of sharpness. Old Mr. Bian has suffered from Zhang Guoliang, Naturally, those who don't like sharpness prefer the former.

Since there was a school test, Mr. Bian didn't do anything wrong, and started asking questions directly: "Treatise on Febrile Diseases Volume [-], please recite it to me."

Before Xiang Ange had time to speak, Yan Xinyu began to recite Lang Lang. Judging by his fluency, he knew that he must have studied Shanghanlun.

A smugness flashed in the eyes of Zhang Guoliang next to him. He naturally guessed a thing or two about the content of the master's exam.

In fact, Zhang Guoliang also didn't want Mr. Bian to accept his disciples. After all, with their relatives and their status as master and apprentice, if the old man passed away, all the things left behind would belong to him, and it was just because of Yan Wuyi's affairs.

Yan Xinyu quickly finished the recitation, Mr. Bian didn't say whether it was good or bad, and asked Xiang Ange: "What do you think of his recitation."

Xiang Ange could only say, "Exactly."

Mr. Bian nodded and said, "Then you memorize the fifth volume."

Xiang Ange straightened his mind and began to recite. He didn't recite very fast, but there was a strange rhythm. All the people present had studied Chinese medicine, so they naturally knew that the sentences were very correct. Xinyu recited it all at once, and he seemed to have mastered it.

Yan Xinyu also obviously thought of this, his face suddenly became ugly, and he thought that he used a trick. If he hadn't recited it first, he might have come up with such a method during the waiting time.

After reciting to An Ge, Mr. Bian asked again: "How do you think he recited it?"

Yan Xinyu smiled slightly, as if he didn't care, he just said: "Exactly, sir, why don't you come first in the next exam?"

Old Mr. Bian nodded without any hesitation, and continued, "Go to the yard now and pick out some herbs for treating wind and cold. You only have 10 minutes."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Xinyu's face became even uglier. One must know that Xiang Ange was in the yard when they came in just now, and it is very likely that he has already figured out the location of the medicinal materials. , He secretly scolded the old man for being a gangster in his heart, and he just said: "10 minutes, isn't it a little short time, after all, I just came here, and I don't know the location of those medicinal materials."

Old Mr. Bian took a sip of tea slowly, but said: "Well, you only need 10 minutes. It can only be the medicinal materials in the yard. There are only 10 kinds in total. [-] minutes is enough for you to see clearly."

Old Mr. Bian pointed out his own thoughts, but after all he got a bargain, Yan Xinyu had no choice but to say nothing, and went out together.

Xiang Ange had indeed looked at the medicinal materials. Seeing that Mr. Bian only said to treat wind-cold and nothing else, he only picked up the safest medicinal materials and selected them, and came up with the most suitable prescription according to his own experience. 10 minutes In the past, he quickly returned to the house and put his prescription in front of Mr. Bian.

Old Mr. Bian looked it over and didn't say a word. He only waited for Yan Xinyu to come back and checked his prescription again before he asked, "Your prescriptions are similar, but Ange's prescription doesn't contain Gastrodia elata. It’s just too much ginger, what’s the reason?”

After saying this, Yan Xinyu's face became even more ugly. Compared with ginger, the price of Gastrodia elata is naturally much more expensive. Mr. Bian is notoriously stubborn. Blame myself for following the habit in the hospital and forgetting about this.

Yan Xinyu looked annoyed, and before he could speak to An Ge, he said, "It's not fair. Gastrodia elata is more expensive, but it is more effective. We only test the prescription for wind and cold, and it has nothing to do with the price."

Mr. Bian gave him a displeased look, but then said, "Ange, tell me why you are looking at yourself."