Medicare

Being Mr. Bian's apprentice is not an easy matter, it is difficult to learn from a teacher, and it is even more difficult to satisfy the old man after learning from a teacher.

Xiang Ange still has a stomach full of medical classics, but in the eyes of the old man, it doesn't seem to be that good.

Within a few days, Mr. Bian had already figured out Xiang Ange's ability clearly. Although he was very surprised at the young apprentice's talent in Chinese medicine, after a few days passed, he inevitably became a little worried.

On this day, after Xiang Ange came over, the old man took him by his side and slowly made the most common health-preserving pills.

Although Xiang Ange didn't know what Mr. Bian was for, he still stood obediently by the side and helped deliver the medicinal materials. After a lot of work, it was two hours after the pill was made. Mr. Bian is a man who believes in slow work. For a meticulous worker, the pills coming out of his hands are exactly the same. They look like they were made by a machine. Of course, as soon as you smell the fragrance of the medicine, you know that they must not be mass-produced by machines.

Mr. Bian cleaned his hands, sat down and took a sip of tea, and then asked, "You just looked at it, what do you see?"

Xiang Ange paused for a while, thought about it, and then said: "General health pills use ginseng as a nourishing medicinal material, but the master didn't use it. Instead, he used some more warm and nourishing ones, which are moisturizing. The silent method has a gentler effect on the human body."

Old Mr. Bian nodded, and suddenly asked: "A few days ago, I saw that you were dispensing medicines, and the medicinal materials you used were very precise, but sometimes, even I don't know why you use that kind of medicinal materials and discard the ones in the original prescription. Need not."

Xiang Ange gave a slight pause. In retrospect, it was indeed the case. Because of the existence of Fu Yunzhu, whether it was acupuncture or medicine, he could always faintly perceive which was the most suitable, so he would follow his heart when dispensing medicine. But why that is the most suitable, he sometimes does not understand.

Seeing the change in his face, Mr. Bian knew that his guess was correct, and suddenly ordered the seat opposite to let him sit down, poured him a cup of tea, and said after a long while: "Ange, you are the one I saw Among the most talented people, the last one is the one with the keenness in Chinese medicine, even the master can't compare with you, but sometimes, the master doesn't know whether such a keenness is good or bad for you!"

Glancing at the old man to Ange, seeing his serious face, he didn't know what to say for a while. He couldn't tell anyone other than Young Master Jin about the matter of Fu Yunzhu.

However, Mr. Bian seemed to be stuck in his own memories. After a while, he sighed and said quietly: "When master was young, I once met someone with your grandfather."

Mr. Bian was still a child at that time, and was taken out to meet people by his grandfather. The most impressive thing was the house with carved railings and painted columns, the young man who looked young, even his grandfather respected him.

Old Mr. Bian continued: "That person is extremely talented, even your patriarch is willing to bow down, but such a talent will bring him not luck, but death."

Because he is too talented, that person is too confident in himself, and often follows his own feelings, but it feels that there will always be a day when something goes wrong.One mistake is enough to destroy him forever.It was a day when a genius fell. During that time, Mr. Bian's grandfather regretted day and night, but that person could not come back.

After listening to Ange, he understood what Mr. Bian meant. He was afraid that he would step into that person's path.Suddenly, Xiang Ange also woke up, suddenly thinking that when he first discovered his special ability, he would still be afraid, and would subconsciously figure out why it was the best thing to do, but as time and time again Fulfillment, success again and again, I seem to gradually get used to that ability.

Xiang Ange never thought that he would be an overconfident person, but in retrospect, it seems that with the passage of time, he has gotten used to having that kind of ability, and consciously or unconsciously, he began to rely on it.

But as the master said, it feels like it can't always be right, even if it is right, as a doctor, he should know why it is right!

Xiang Ange was sweating profusely from his guess. He even felt that if that ability suddenly disappeared, his ability to cure diseases might plummet.

The more I think about it, the more frightening it becomes, Xiang Ange and I can't help but look ugly.

Mr. Bian saw him like this, so it was hard to say anything serious. In fact, he was [-]% satisfied with this apprentice. If Xiang Ange was really a proud person, he would not have accepted him from the beginning. .It's just that as a teacher, he has to help the child see the way forward.

But seeing An Ge at this moment, he began to doubt himself, Mr. Bian immediately interrupted his self-pity, and said: "Ange, it is a good thing to have talent, but you have to face up to such a talent. Your strength must also be matched with such talent, in this case, talent is a sharp weapon for you, and only when your own strength improves, can you use such talent unscrupulously."

Xiang Ange snapped back to his senses, yes, he already knew that talent is a good thing, why should he start doubting himself because of this, self-pity is useless, instead of having this time, he should It's better to learn more things so that you can go further.

Xiang Ange was originally an optimistic person. After he figured it out, his whole spirit changed, and he seemed to be a little less confused and a little more determined than at the beginning: "Please teach me, teacher. "

Mr. Bian was very satisfied, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Since you are willing to learn, the teacher will naturally teach you everything."

The two masters and apprentices reached an agreement, and directly started the struggle mode on Anger's side. He would leave the house every day before dawn and return from here in the middle of the night. Although they both lived in the same room, Young Master Jin still had to hurry Seeing him, I felt a little aggrieved, but looking at Xiang Ange's energetic appearance, he might as well say more.

For several months, except for the day when Xiang Antai started school, Xiang Ange took half a day off to send his younger brother to school. The few young apprentices were very shocked. At first they were a little jealous that they got lucky with An Ge and became the old man's closed disciples, but seeing his enthusiasm for decades, they were convinced first.

Everyone knows Mr. Bian's harshness. He occasionally scolded some young apprentices, and they felt unbearable. Xiang Ange has that ability, and he rushes to be scolded every day. Well, when the old man's temper comes up, his words are not so pleasant to listen to. This one can listen to them without changing his face, and continue to ask what he should ask, as if he doesn't take it to heart at all.

But they didn't know that Xiang Ange really didn't take it to heart. In his view, Mr. Bian was his master, a relative who was similar to grandma. Even if he was disobedient when he was young, grandma would not scold him. A few words, but what should be distressed is still distressed.

From Xiang Ange's point of view, old Mr. Bian is also a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person. Otherwise, Zhang Guoliang would have been kicked out of the door by him long ago because of his ineffectiveness. How could he live a comfortable life now.

Once you don't take Mr. Bian's bad temper to heart, through these, you can find that the old man really does not hide his selfishness when teaching people. The family of Chinese medicine is very precious. It is my luck to find such a teacher.For this, Xiang Ange was lucky that it was too late, why would he dislike his teacher's bad temper.

Mr. Bian's strictness is a good medicine for Xiang Ange, allowing him to stay awake all the time and constantly improve his ability, so that he will not be controlled by the instinct of the body in a daze, so that he is in a crooked state. The road is getting farther and farther.

Once he keeps his heart, the special ability brought by the lucky beads is like a blessing to his ability, and one day in the future, he will be able to shine brightly.

Here, Xiang Ange is like a fish in water, wishing to learn from Mr. Bian 24 hours a day, thanks to the blessing of luck, otherwise, even if he is young and in good health, he will not be able to last a year at least one lunch break Ten hours of high-intensity work.

The more old Mr. Bian taught, the more surprised he became. Xiang Ange was like a sponge, quickly absorbing all the things he taught. What's even more rare is that he didn't memorize it by rote, and he would learn it later. Integrate.Every time at this time, old Mr. Bian couldn't help but thank Professor Sun. This old grandson really didn't tell lies. He brought such a good seed in front of him, and he probably felt blood dripping from his heart.

Mr. Bian was very lucky, fortunately he took the exam for the sake of the old grandson, and finally accepted him as a close disciple. Otherwise, if he missed such a person, he would regret it for the rest of his life. In terms of talent, the first three Adding up the apprentices, I don't know if it is better than this one.What's even more rare is that Xiang Ange is not a vain temperament, down-to-earth hard work is what the old man values ​​most.

After a period of time, Mr. Bian didn't care about anything else, he just made Xiang Ange's base solid, and Xiang Ange obviously knew his own weaknesses, so he was very happy about it.

On this day, Mr. Bian called him to him again, and said what he meant: "You have done well in the homework assigned before, and from today onwards, you can start using medicinal materials."

Medicinal materials are Xiang Ange's weakest part. After all, medicinal materials are not something you can understand thoroughly with a few books. He has memorized a lot of herbal medicine books, but it was only when he really got started that he discovered herbal medicine. Changeable, some things cannot be taught in books.

Although Mr. Bian's yard is not big, the herbal medicine in the pharmacy may be more complete than that in other people's hospitals. Although the amount of herbal medicine is not much, it is enough for An Ge to explore.

Mr. Bian is also generous, not only common herbs, but also those that are more precious, are placed in front of the young apprentice.

Xiang Ange was completely obsessed with it. When he returned home every day, his body was full of strong herbal smell. When he was in Rongcheng Hospital, he also stayed in the pharmacy for a while, but during that time, he only had a general understanding of it. After a while, it can't compare to being able to observe carefully and compare them one by one.

After this observation, Xiang Ange found that the herbal medicines from Mr. Bian's side were not all the best. Some of the herbal medicines were not as good as the ones he saw in the pharmacy. Xiang Ange felt strange , with the ability of the old man, it is impossible to collect these defective products.

With such doubts, he asked in front of Mr. Bian: "Master, the quality of this box of coptis seems to be wrong. Is this what you kept?"

Mr. Bian glanced at it, but asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Seeing him like this, Xiang Ange knew that it was another test, so he quickly cheered up and said, "The first one is the taste. This Coptis chinensis has a light taste and its medicinal properties are not strong. The other one is that it doesn't feel right to the touch. , is too smooth, judging by the color and section, it seems not as good as another Coptis chinensis."

Old Mr. Bian nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly said, "Why don't you try it to see if it's good or not."

When Xiang Ange heard this, he took a sip without saying a word, and then frowned: "This Coptis chinensis, the medicinal property is not even half of the other portion."

Mr. Bian nodded, sighed and said, "You know, the medicinal materials are grown on a large scale now, and they are used as greenhouses and chemical fertilizers, so that the medicinal materials grown as food have half the medicinal properties, and have already Very good, as a Chinese medicine doctor, you have to know enough about the medicinal materials in your prescriptions, know their medicinal properties, in order to better match the effect."

Xiang Ange also frowned, knowing that this is a problem of the general environment, let alone this common medicinal material, the same is true of that rare medicinal material. With advanced technology, there is always a way to grow it on a large scale. Medicinal materials, some of which are in shape, do not have enough medicinal power at all.

Mr. Bian even said: "You know, years ago, I saw a batch of dried seahorses with corrugated heads and snake tails, and they smelled the same, but as soon as I got started, I could feel something was wrong. Those unscrupulous businessmen have no other skills, but their ability to fake is getting better and better."

Xiang Ange has also heard of these things, just like the tiger bones and horns that are seen in the market now, in fact most of them are fake, just ordinary people who don't know the goods.

However, the fakers have almost deceived the old man, which is enough to show how much effort they put in. Xiang Ange couldn't help frowning. If he was at the scene, he wondered if he could recognize him.

Mr. Bian sighed and said, "Chinese herbal medicines are easy to counterfeit, and defective products can be seen all over the place. The master asked you to identify the medicinal materials so that you won't get a hole in the future. But don't worry, the master has a few medicinal material suppliers in his hand, and you can still trust them." Yes, don't worry for now."

After hearing this, Xiang Ange breathed a sigh of relief, but in the end he said: "The decline of Chinese medicine is largely due to this."

Old Mr. Bian also sighed, then patted the young apprentice on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "So in the future, the Chinese medicine industry will have to rely on you young people, Ange, you have to work hard."