The eyes of several residents of the provincial hospital standing in the ward were red with envy, even if they were a few attending doctors.

Zheng Lao is simply too good to this Fang Han, to put it bluntly, Zheng Lao is using his fame to praise Fang Han at this moment.

The two of them opened the party at the same time, if this recipe Fang Han opened correctly, it would be a big luck, if today's things are spread, it will be a good story, to be precise, Fang Han is a rare good story.

What is Fang Han of the Jiang Middle Court and Zheng Laokai's prescription, the hero sees the same thing, even if he doesn't say so, today's events can bring great fame to Fang Han.

Fang Han, an intern, has the same knowledge as Zheng Lao, this is Fang Han's infinite elevation.

It's like a tie between a third-rate master and a top master in a martial arts novel.

But if Fang Han's prescription is wrong, but Fang Han doesn't have any loss, isn't it normal for an intern to prescribe the wrong prescription?

As doctors, especially internists and Chinese medicine doctors, how many people dream of such an opportunity but can't get it, but Fang Han ......

Zheng Lao is in a hurry to give the opportunity to Fang Han, and he is in a hurry to hand over the ladder.

"This Fang Han's life is simply too good. An ordinary-looking resident couldn't help but mutter.

"Who made the family a student of Guo Lao, Zheng Lao is giving Guo Lao face. "Another average-looking resident doctor on the side.

"Maybe it's that Elder Zheng thinks that Doctor Fang is handsome?" A little nurse next to the two couldn't help but interject.

The little nurse is a little unaccustomed to the sour tone of the two ordinary resident doctors, is it good that the doctor relies on his ability?

The two resident doctors glanced at each other and said nothing, maybe the handsomeness of the parents is really one of the factors, but it's a pity that the appearance was given by the parents, and they didn't have to choose.

And if you are just a doctor, it is not cost-effective to go for plastic surgery, and you can't afford to pay as a resident doctor.

The rest of the room was also in high spirits.

Zheng Mingquan and Fang Han opened the party at the same time, which is a very interesting thing, somewhat similar to the bridge in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, although Zheng Mingquan is not Zhuge Liang, and Fang Han is not Zhou Gongjin.

Fang Han and Zheng Mingquan stood on one side of the table and began to write at the same time, while Professor Hu, Dean Sun and others stood on the side and watched.

Fang Han had just written a few words, and Professor Hu on the side couldn't help but exclaim: "Good words, good words, this word ......."

As he spoke, Professor Hu's brows furrowed together, Fang Han's writing was very good, not only very good, but also looked similar.

Most of the people standing on the side are from the Department of Literature of Jiangzhou Jiaotong University, and there are many people who know calligraphy, and even a few people are the best among them, and Professor Hu's handwriting is very good.

At this time, many people praised Fang Han's words.

"It's really well written. ”

"I didn't expect Xiao Fang to be so young, this word is so good!"

A few people were talking on the side, and Zheng Ming, who was seduced, almost couldn't help but look at the words written by Fang Han.

A few minutes later, Fang Han and Zheng Mingquan wrote the recipe at the same time, and the mouths of the people who watched the two people writing the recipe at the same time were already wide open.

"It's exactly the same, it's exactly the same!"

Zheng Mingquan put down the pen in his hand, and then he couldn't wait to look at Fang Han's prescription, and saw Fang Han's words in his eyes.

"It's a good word. ”

Zheng Mingquan couldn't help but praise it in his heart.

Nowadays, all the older Chinese medicine people, the brush writing is basically not bad, and many people have retained the custom of writing in the past few decades.

As mentioned above, the apricot forest community is a group that retains more traditional culture.

Many old Chinese medicine practitioners are more or less proficient in calligraphy, know how to play chess, and like to drink tea.

Zheng Mingquan is the same, although his handwriting can't be said to be good, it is definitely not bad, at this time, looking at Fang Han's words, Zheng Mingquan couldn't help but be surprised.

Although the recipes of the two people just now were written with carbon pens, this did not prevent everyone from seeing Fang Han's calligraphy level.

After reading Fang Han's words, Zheng Mingquan began to look at Fang.

60 grams of raw qi, 15 grams of ginseng, 10 grams of atractylodes、...... 12g of Bupleurum chinensis, 9 slices of ginger, 6 jujubes, 10g of white leaves...... 10 grams of cinnamon sticks, 10 grams of atractylodes......

Looking at Zheng Mingquan's recipe again, it is exactly the same.

"This is the addition and subtraction of the tonic and qi soup!"

A teacher from Jiaotong University on the side said uncertainly.

"That's right, it's the addition and subtraction of the tonic and beneficial qi soup, plus the Tong Lin San, and the Jiaotai Pill...... Stop spasmodic ......" Zheng Mingquan nodded with a smile.

The attending of the traditional Chinese medicine department of a provincial hospital on the side couldn't help but interject: "Buzhong Yiqi Tang Fuzheng, Shengqi plus Baiqi to benefit the qi and saprophytic muscle, accelerate the healing of the wound, and then use the Wuling Sanhe test prescription to compile the new compilation of the Linsan, add Jiaotai pills to vaporize the bladder and dissolve the qi, stop spasmodics, and disperse the musk...... Zheng Lao and Doctor Fang are really like gods. ”

When he was commenting, the director was still a little proud.

He doesn't have the ability to look at Old Feng's illness, but this doesn't prevent him from praising it at this time.

With so many people present, there are not many people who can see the origin of this recipe at this time.

Sure enough, Zheng Mingquan glanced at the chief executive approvingly, with a smile on his face, and at the same time glanced at Fang Han, even more in his heart.

This recipe Zheng Mingquan himself had been thinking twice just now, but he didn't expect Fang Han to come up with this method.

"Come on, hurry up and follow the prescriptions of Elder Zheng and Doctor Fang to grab the medicine, Elder Feng's situation cannot be delayed. Dean Sun also hurriedly spoke, Fang Han didn't care about him, but Zheng Mingquan still had to stutter.

There are also several masters in the traditional Chinese medicine department of the provincial hospital, but most of these masters are registered in the provincial health bureau, and such experts are even Sun Ruifeng, the dean, who is casually instructed.

Just like Zheng Mingquan, he rarely sits in the outpatient clinic, he comes to the hospital when he is in a good mood, and he may not come for a long time if he is in a bad mood.

There was a little nurse on the side who hurriedly took the prescription to grab the medicine, Zheng Mingquan and Fang Han both prescribed prescriptions, and naturally there were no two prescriptions for the medicine at this time, and Fang Han's prescription was temporarily left on the table.

Professor Hu was still staring at Fang Han's prescription at this time.

After looking at it for a long time, Professor Hu reached out and picked up Fang Han's recipe again, and looked back at Fang Han: "Xiao Fang, have you ever written the words 'rivers, lakes and seas'?"

Fang Han was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "It's written." ”

"Li Qingqun, that painting in Li's old house, is that you writing it?" Although Professor Hu already had a guess, he was still surprised to hear Fang Han admit it.

"I guess I wrote it. Fang Han wasn't sure if Professor Hu was talking about the four words he wrote.

"You really wrote it?" Professor Hu's face was full of shock and disbelief.

"Professor Hu, what word, what rivers, lakes and seas?" Zheng Mingquan on the side didn't quite understand.

Professor Hu stabilized his mood for a while, and then said slowly: "Li Qingqun Li Lao died a few years ago, I went to Li's house to mourn when I saw a word, on the book 'river, river, lake, sea', that character is very well written, the artistic conception of the river, river, lake, and sea jumped on the paper, at first I thought it was Li Lao's masterpiece, who would have thought that the Li family told me that the word was written by a young man, and Li Lao used his dying pen in exchange. ”

"Li Lao used his own masterpiece to exchange someone else's handwriting?"

At this time, everyone can't be calm, what kind of person is Li Qingqun, that is a famous calligrapher in Jiangzhou Province, a character like Li Lao actually exchanged his own pen for other people's words, what does this mean, this shows that in Li Lao's heart, other people's words are still above his own words.

Professor Hu said: "I just saw that Xiao Fang's handwriting is a little familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen it for a while, and after looking at it carefully for a long time, it suddenly dawned on Xiao Fang's handwriting and the one in Li's home. ”

"It turns out that the handwriting in Mr. Li's house is really Xiaofang's handwriting, which is really amazing. ”

Fang Han smiled politely and didn't interject, but secretly looked at the backstage of the system, and in just a short period of effort, he had added a lot of worship points.

There are many senior titles in the ward, and since he entered the ward and talked to Zheng Mingquan, his worship points have not stopped.

Since the Spring Festival, the growth rate of Fang Han's worship points has dropped significantly, and now it is almost 20,000 worship points every day, but today, in just a short period of time, he has increased by nearly 20,000.

Professor Hu's words didn't stop there, and continued: "I also heard about something when I was in Li's house, I heard that on the day of Li Lao's death, a young man judged that Li Lao's life was not long after a few words written by Li Lao, and sure enough, Li Lao died on the same day, and now it seems that that young man is also Xiaofang, right?"

As he spoke, Professor Hu looked at Fang Han again.

This time, Zheng Mingquan was not calm.

From a single word, it can be seen that the master's family is dying soon, and this level of hope is amazing.

If the level of Wangqi is really divided into a realm, the level of Wangqi is definitely the highest level of Wangqi.

"Xiao Fang, is what Hu Lao said true?" Zheng Mingquan's voice trembled a little, he couldn't believe it, but he felt that Professor Hu shouldn't be lying.

"I was indeed present at the time, but it's a pity that Li Lao ran out of oil and ran out of lamps, and his longevity was exhausted. Fang Han sighed, even now, when it came to Li Qingqun's death, Fang Han was a little sad.

He has not been in contact with Li Qingqun for a long time, but he admires Li Qingqun very much.

If Feng Lao is a selfless old man, then Li Lao is an old man who has dedicated his life to calligraphy, and when he was dying, Li Qingqun was holding Fang Han and writing a few words.

Although Feng Laoye and Li Qingqun are two completely different old men, they are equally worthy of admiration and admiration.

"Sure enough, it's Xiao Fang. Professor Hu's face was full of embarrassment, he didn't believe it when he heard people talk about it, but he didn't expect that he would meet the person concerned not long after.

A group of people on the side were even more like listening to a story, and many of them looked at Fang Han's eyes with very complicated eyes.

Whether it is Li Qingqun who exchanged his own pen for Fang Han's words, or Fang Han judged Li Qingqun's physical condition from Li Qingqun's words, these two things can be called legends at will, not to mention that these two legends also happened to one person.

The two attending doctors who were envious of Fang Han before didn't dare to speak at this time, they still thought that today's Fang Han and Zheng Mingquan's simultaneous prescription was a good story for Fang Han, but now it seems that Fang Han is not short of "good stories"......