In the room with the fragrance of medicine, an emaciated figure sat alone, holding his forehead with one hand and frowning slightly.

Ping Rongxuan is over forty years old now, and opened this Xinde pharmacy, with his good management methods, the business is quite good, and he has made a lot of money, but the sudden illness of his father a few days ago made him worried.

At this moment, a white-clothed knocker entered, and it was the person who had just received Jiang Zhen.

"Xiao Wei, is there something wrong?" Ping Rongxuan felt someone come in, raised his head and looked at Xiao Wei and asked. The faint sorrow in his eyes could not hide the shrewdness and wisdom.

"Boss, is someone outside coming to buy medicine?" replied Xiaowei.

"Is there anything wrong with medicinal herbs?" Ping Rongxuan knew that if there was nothing special, Xiao Wei would not come to him.

"No, no, the medicinal materials are fine, it's just that the guest bought a lot of medicinal materials, and each of them is more than fifty years old, and the number of transactions is too large, so I came to you." Xiao Wei shook his head and said.

Ping Rongxuan frowned, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, according to the amount Jiang Zhen wanted, he could go to the person who wholesaled medicinal materials to buy it, so it would be much cheaper, and asked with questions in his heart: "What kind of medicinal materials did he buy?"

"It's all on this piece of paper. These are all reported by him, and I think that person should know medical skills. Xiao Wei took out the paper with the name of the medicine and handed it to Ping Rongxuan, and told his guess.

Ping Rongxuan looked at the densely packed list of more than 20 flavors of Chinese herbs, and gradually sank into thought, and then his brows gradually relaxed, a smile appeared on his face, he stood up and handed the list to Xiao Wei and said, "You go and prepare these medicinal materials, and I will go to meet the buyers outside." ”

Ping Rongxuan walked to the lobby of Xinde Pharmacy, and there were still only a few employees lying at the counter, as well as Jiang Zhen who was buying medicine.

"A few of you go in and help Xiaowei prepare the medicinal herbs. Ping Rongxuan saw a few employees who were resting on the counter, and asked them to go in together to help prepare medicinal herbs. The number of medicinal materials that Jiang Zhen wants is not a few, and a person does not know how long it will be prepared.

Then he walked up to Jiang Zhen and asked, "I'm Ping Rongxuan, the owner of this pharmacy, I don't know what the little brother is called?"

"My name is Jiang Zhen, Boss Ping, I don't know if those medicinal materials can be prepared?" Jiang Zhen looked at Ping Rongxuan and nodded.

"I've already asked someone to prepare the herbs you wanted. Ping Rongxuan stretched out his hand and pointed to the stool on the side, invited Jiang Zhen to sit down, and began to talk with Jiang Zhen.

"Thank you very much. Jiang Zhen thanked him.

"Hehehe, you don't have to. By the way, I guess the little brother must be from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, right?" Ping Rongxuan guessed.

"Oh, I don't know why Mr. Ping thinks so?" Jiang Zhen asked noncommittally.

"I also read the list of medicinal materials of the little brother just now, there are many rare and uncommonly used medicinal materials on it, and generally if you are not a Chinese medicine practitioner, you will not use these medicinal materials. Seeing that Jiang Zhen didn't speak, Ping Rongxuan knew that he had guessed correctly, and then solemnly requested: "Little brother Jiang, I have a reluctant request, my father has suddenly become seriously ill recently, and he has seen a lot of traditional Chinese medicine without effect, and it has not improved, little brother, can you introduce the people in your family, I want to ask them to take a look for my father." ”

"Why don't you go to the hospital to see Western medicine? Isn't Western medicine good too?" Jiang Zhen asked puzzled after listening to Ping Rongxuan's words.

"It's not that Western medicine is bad, hey!" Saying, Ping Rongxuan sighed helplessly, and continued: "My father is a little stubborn, he has suffered a loss from Western medicine before, and since then he has vowed not to see Western medicine again, this time he is seriously ill, I want to take him to see Western medicine, but I refuse, I can't help him can only continue to find Western medicine for treatment." I don't know if the little brother can introduce me, it doesn't matter how much the consultation fee is, those medicinal materials can also be given to you for free. ”

"This ...... I don't know where your father is?" Jiang Zhen didn't have much money on his body since he bought the villa, if he bought these hundreds of thousands of medicinal herbs, he really didn't have much money on his body, and he didn't need to spend much money on his own before. But now that Xiao Ning is by her side, it costs money to read or something. Jiang Zhen groaned slightly, and decided to make a move on Ping Rongxuan's father.

"Little brother, you agreed? My house is not far from here. When are you going to find your family?" Hearing Jiang Zhen's words, Ping Rongxuan said excitedly.

"My family doesn't go to the clinic. Jiang Zhen shook his head and said, seeing Ping Rongxuan's rapidly changing face, he added: "But if you believe me, I can try." ”

"This ...... All right. Ping Rongxuan said helplessly, with obvious depression in his tone. Traditional Chinese medicine depends on age, and the higher the age, the higher the medical skills, which is an unchanging fact in the Chinese medicine industry. Jiang Zhen is only in his twenties at the earliest, and Ping Rongxuan doesn't believe that Jiang Zhen will have superb medical skills.

Jiang Zhen looked at Ping Rongxuan's obviously disbelieving face, and didn't say anything. Ordinary people's views on Chinese medicine become more and more refined the older they get, Jiang Zhen knows in his heart that as long as Ping Rongxuan's father's illness is cured at that time, it will be much more useful than more words.

Ping Rongxuan said to Xiao Wei and the others who were preparing medicinal materials inside, and went to his house with Jiang Zhen.

Ping Rongxuan's home is not a luxurious villa, but a house similar to a garden, the decoration is very simple, although before entering, Jiang Zhen feels an ancient Chinese flavor.

"It's rare to see a house like this now. Jiang Zhen was amazed, probably because of the practice of ancient martial arts, compared to the luxurious villa, Jiang Zhen also liked this kind of house.

Ping Rongxuan took Jiang Zhen into this garden-like house, came directly to a closed door, raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, suddenly stopped, as if thinking of something, turned to Jiang Zhen and said: "Little brother Jiang, since my father is ill, his temper is not very good. Many of the people who came to see him in the past were scolded by him, so please don't be surprised if my father says something unpleasant for a while. ”

Although he didn't have much hope for Jiang Zhen, Ping Rongxuan was still very polite to Jiang Zhen.

"I know that. Jiang Zhen nodded and said that he would not care.

"Knock knock" Ping Rongxuan knocked on the door.

"Who?" there was silence in the room, and then an old voice came out of it. Listening to the voice, Jiang Zhen frowned, the old man's voice was full of anger, and it didn't sound like a sick old man.

"Dad, it's me, Rong Xuan, I brought a Chinese medicine doctor to treat you. Ping Rongxuan said outside the door.

"What kind of Chinese medicine, it's all quacks first, I don't need them to see it, it's not worth my illness at all, let them go." When the old man heard the doctor speak irritably, he was about to rush people.

"Dad, just try again, maybe you can cure your illness this time......" Finally, under the persuasion of Ping Rongxuan, the old man agreed to let the two of them in.

Jiang Zhen followed Ping Rongxuan to push the door in, and when he saw the old man sitting on the Taishi chair, his eyes narrowed.

"This old man is not simple. ”