I have you outside

The waitress was elated, and picked up the last business card that Yi Tianlin stuffed for herself. Besides the simple name and phone number, there were also four big words, Perfect Expert.

Perfect expert?What industry is this?The waitress turned over the business card curiously, and there was a paragraph behind it.

"Whether you are a man or a woman, as long as you want to become more perfect, please find me."

The waitress remembered Yi Tianlin's last smile when she turned her head, and entered the phone number on the business card into her mobile phone.

……

It took Yi Tianlin three hours to go back and forth to the West District to get the last medicinal material.

When he got home, he saw that only his father was still unconscious, so he showed no kindness to Uncle Jie who was sitting on the sofa.

"Tianlin, do you still remember how to make medicine?" Dr. Zheng saw Yi Tianlin's expression and looked at Meng Jie who was staring at him, so he had no choice but to open his mouth to relieve the embarrassment.

"Doctor Zheng, I haven't touched the medicine pot for more than ten years."

"Let me do it." Uncle Jie stood up silently, walked to Yi Tianlin, took the medicine bag and prescription from his hand, and said to Yi Tianlin, "Where are the equipment?"

"Tianlin, quickly take Mr. to get it."

Yi Tianlin dubiously took Uncle Jie into the kitchen, and took out the dusty decoction pot from the cabinet.

"Just leave it alone, I'll take care of it."

"You really know how to cook medicine? This is not for fun. Dr. Zheng has very high standards for medicine soup." Although Yi Tianlin's cooking temperature is not very good, he still doesn't believe that this man can cook more than Good for yourself.

"How do I know you won't poison my dad's medicine, I'm here to watch!"

"Then don't get in the way of my work."

Uncle Jie began to wash the old medicine pot with water, and cut off a section of oil-absorbing paper towel hanging on the wall to dry the inside of the medicine pot.Take out all the medicine packages in the medicine bag and put them on the counter by category.Pick up the prescription and read it carefully.

Four different prescriptions?Except for one with yellow lotus, the other three orders couldn't guess what kind of disease they were treating.But no matter what disease he was treating, he was still very sure about handling these medicinal materials.

Yi Tianlin kept a close eye on Uncle Jie's method of decocting the medicine. When each medicine was put into the pot, he could grasp the characteristics of the medicine and perfectly control the size of the fire.Such a skillful technique has only been seen by Dr. Zheng once in his life, but he did not expect this man to be able to do it, which made Yi Tianlin feel less disgusted towards Uncle Jie.

When Uncle Jie was processing the third prescription, his brows were deeply furrowed. How could these ingredients be so mixed and matched? Should the last hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum be added before or after the angelica?Putting it in advance will cause the medicinal properties of Polygonum multiflorum to evaporate too much, and putting it in afterwards will make its medicinal properties conflict with those of angelica.Why is this medicine so strange?In the end, I chose to put it in advance, because the effects of the contradictory properties of the medicines can be mild or severe, and the severe ones are poisonous.Uncle Jie didn't dare to take risks, and would rather waste some of the precious medicinal properties of the century-old Polygonum multiflorum.

"Um...Uncle Jie, the old doctor asked if the medicine is ready?" Cao Yuxiang walked to the door of the kitchen and asked in a low voice.

Uncle Jay?Yi Tianlin wondered, aren't they father and son?How can it be called that?

"It's almost ready. There are two bowls of soup over there, which are the first and second prescriptions. Take them out for me first."

Cao Yuxiang walked to the bowl and held a bowl in each hand, but because it was too hot, some of them were knocked over.

"Just take one." Yi Tianlin reached out and picked up one of the bowls.

"Yuxiang, your bowl is the second prescription, don't make a mistake."

"it is good."

Yi Tianlin brought the soup to the living room, saw his father just opened his eyes, immediately put the medicinal soup on the table, and walked to Xi Ze.

"Dad, how are you feeling?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy. Where's your Uncle Jie? Why didn't you see him?"

"He is decocting medicine in the kitchen."

"Decoction?"

"Doctor Zheng wrote a prescription for you, and that person is decocting the medicine for you."

"My God! How could you let him do it!"

"Dad, he did it voluntarily."

"How is it possible? According to Meng Jie's personality, he would never do such a thing."

"It was indeed that gentleman who offered to help." Doctor Zheng, who was sitting by the side, said.

"Old Zheng! Why are you here?" Xi Ze barely propped up his body, turning from a lying position to a sitting position.

"Tianlin called me in a hurry, and I happened to be in a free clinic nearby, so I rushed over. What's the matter with you, you got into a fight with someone? Why did you come back with poison?"

"No, it's the peach blossom forest."

"Peach Blossom Forest? You went to Peach Blossom Forest again?" Dr. Zheng stood up excitedly.

"Old Zheng, listen to me first, this matter is a bit complicated."

"Have you forgotten what happened back then? It has been safe for so many years, why are you still breaking in!"

Although Dr. Zheng is over eighty years old and has a rotten body, his dantian is still loud and deafening.

"Old Zheng, you are not in good health, don't get excited!"

"I don't have much time left in this old life. Do you want to leave earlier than me? What if you meet that snake girl when you go in? Have you forgotten the last instruction your master gave you?" Dr. Zheng scolded endlessly. With Xi Ze.

"Mister, is this Xi Ze's fault?" Uncle Jie walked to the living room with the last two bowls of medicinal soup.

"you are?"

"Hello, I'm Meng Jie. This time I brought my son into the forest, and Xi went to rescue us."

Xi Ze had a troubled expression on his face, and wanted to interrupt but didn't know what to say.

"Meng Jie? Show me the bowl of soup in your left hand." Dr. Zheng instructed Uncle Jie.

Uncle Jie put two bowls of soup in front of Dr. Zheng.

"The fourth prescription is well cooked, but the bowl next to it..." Dr. Zheng picked up the medicinal soup and sniffed it twice.

"What advice, sir?" Uncle Jie asked Dr. Zheng's displeasure.

"The hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum is so expensive, how could you add soup in advance to destroy its medicinal properties!"

"The old man is right, but if Polygonum multiflorum is added to the medicinal soup afterwards, its properties will conflict with the medicinal properties of the previously added angelica and other medicinal materials. At least this prescription will fail, and at worst it will poison people. "

"Nonsense!" Dr. Zheng forcefully put the bowl back on the table. "I have practiced medicine for 60 years, how can my prescription be wrong!"

"The younger generation only has a little research on the mutual generation and restraint of Chinese medicinal materials. If the senior doesn't believe it, I'm fine."

"you!"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing! Old Zheng, he is my brother from the same school, so what he said should be true."

"Is he also your master's apprentice?" Doctor Zheng softened his attitude a lot and asked Xi Ze in surprise.

"Well, but he left the man's side decades ago, so you didn't know there was someone like him."

"Since I'm also Brother Ping's disciple, I'll just pretend nothing happened."

"Hmph." Uncle Jie hated this kind of people who rely on the old and sell the old the most in his life.

"Okay, Meng Jie, don't say a few words. Old Zheng was Master's friend before he was alive. After Master left, thanks to him taking care of me and Tianlin these years, we can live until now."

"What do you mean by saying this?"

Uncle Jie didn't understand Xi Ze's meaning, but saw Yi Tianlin standing aside, lowering his head, as if he was in deep thought.