Chapter 922: Half an apprentice

"Huh?" Song Chuyang's mind was still in a state of panic, and he stupidly stretched out his hand and held Meimei's hand.

Qiao Weiyu watched Song Chuyang holding his sister's hand, and felt that he definitely intended to take the opportunity to eat tofu, so he immediately slashed it over with one palm and knocked Song Chuyang's hand off.

"Let go!" Qiao Weiyu said angrily.

"Ahh

Song Chuyang secretly thought in his heart, he didn't know what kind of means it was, he could become the president of a university at a young age, this strength is not simple!

"Thank you, don't you have a letter of introduction to show me?"

"Oh! yes!" Song Chuyang immediately handed over the letter of introduction in his hand.

"It's really Master Jiang's handwritten letter!" Meimei smiled slightly and continued to look at the letter, "You are Song Yutian's brother?"

"Yes, it's just me!" Song Chuyang opened his mouth and smiled.

"Why did Master Jiang write a letter of introduction for you?" Meimei asked suspiciously.

"Well, that's a long story!" Song Chuyang groaned slightly, with a posture that he could talk about this topic for three days and three nights.

"You won't pinch your head and tail and say it briefly!" Qiao Weiyu said impatiently.

"Oh, that's it, he's my apprentice!" Song Chuyang raised a smug smile, "Half!

Meimei and Qiao Weiyu were both shocked, looking at Song Chuyang's appearance, saying that he was Master Jiang's apprentice, they had to think for a few days before they could barely believe it.

Now he actually said that Master Jiang was his apprentice, which is simply a big fallacy in the world!

"Don't believe it?" Song Chuyang had a gesture that I knew very well what you were thinking.

"How do you want us to believe it?" Meimei smiled helplessly, "I think at your age, even if you really learn to be rich and rich, you are a doctor at most!

"I'm still white! But if you want to talk about playing mahjong, I can also be regarded as a middle master!" Song Chuyang said with a smile, "But if you talk about this, the academic qualifications of Huaxia-style education." Hey hey ......"

Song Chuyang smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't complete the small compulsory education, so I unfortunately dropped out of school!"

"Then you're embarrassed to say that Master Jiang has been with you for a few days!" Qiao Weiyu called out in a low voice.

"What's so embarrassing about that! We didn't do anything unseemly!" Song Chuyang still looked very decent, "He studied with me for a few days and learned a little bit of medical skills." But his qualifications are not very good, and he is relatively slow to become a teacher!"

"You're still disgusted!" Qiao Weiyu was really speechless about Song Chuyang's cheekiness.

"I dislike him, but I don't dislike you, what are you excited about!" Song Chuyang was a little helpless, what kind of excitement was this chick about.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing!" "Crush rubbed her slightly swollen temples.

made the two of them so noisy, and their calm mentality was disturbed.

"You say, you know medicine?" asked Meimei with her eyes fixed on Song Chuyang.

"Yes, do you want to see a doctor? I can give you a good probe and check your internal problems!" Song Chuyang said with a full face.

"Do you think I look sick?" asked Miao, amusedly.

"You don't look like it!" Song Chuyang looked at the beautiful eyebrows and shook his head.

He turned his head to stare at Qiao Weiyu, who was glaring at him desperately, raised his chin slightly, and said, "She looks like!"

"You!" Qiao Weiyu whispered angrily, but was pressed down by the beautiful eyebrows slightly pressing her shoulders.

Qiao Weiyu stomped her feet dissatisfied, and turned her head to stop looking at Song Chuyang.

"Since you said you know medicine, I think you should be able to understand this list!" Meimei took out a piece of paper pressed flat from the drawer and handed it to Song Chuyang.

"With his IQ, I can't see it!" Qiao Weiyu said in a slightly sour tone.

Hmph! I'll let you see how powerful the master is today! Song Chuyang squinted at Qiao Weiyu and sneered.

Taking the paper, Song Chuyang looked at it seriously.

Fortunately, it's not a diagnosis certificate from the doctor that the doctor prescribes, and he really can't afford to learn that kind of thing!

He really pinched a cold sweat just now, if it was really the kind of diagnosis certificate similar to an abstract work, he really had to rely on his confusion!

"This person is not lightly ill!" Song Chuyang looked at the prescription in his hand and shook his head and said.

"Can you see what his illness is?" Meimei's voice was a little excited, and her eyes were firmly fixed on Song Chuyang.

"This person is important to you?" Song Chuyang raised his head and looked at Meimei's nervous expression.

"Hmm!" replied firmly, without superfluous words, but enough to show how important that person was to her.

"He, nothing!" Song Chuyang said affirmatively.

Qiao Weiyu couldn't suppress her anger, and reprimanded in a low voice: "It's so immoral to talk like this! You are empty! Your whole family is empty!"

"No, I mean he's weak. Song Chuyang said aggrievedly, "It's just omitted a little, why are you so fierce!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Hurry up! What else!" Qiao Weiyu said angrily, completely ignoring Song Chuyang's defense.

"He has relied on these herbs to maintain himself all these years, although some of the herbs are still very symptomatic, but others are just some of the ingredients. Eating the undead has no effect!" Song Chuyang groaned for a moment and continued, "In addition, it is definitely not unreasonable for me to say that he is empty!"

Song Chuyang explained: "He lacks qi in the middle, runs disorderly, and is cold on the outside and dry on the inside, cold around but hot on the inside. ”

"This person is really living so hard!" Song Chuyang said with infinite sympathy, "I simply live in a world of dire water and fire every day!"

Song Chuyang looked at the obviously stiff expression of the headmaster Meimei, and felt distressed in his heart.

It was as if she was the one who was suffering.

"If it goes on like this, he really won't have much time to come!" Song Chuyang sighed and said.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qiao Weiyu hurriedly interrupted Song Chuyang's iron mouth.

"Ha! I don't believe it!" Song Chuyang said nonchalantly.

"Then, you mean that these medicines are useless now?" Meimei looked at the prescription in Song Chuyang's hand with some disappointment.

"It's not completely useless, at least he's relied on these medicines for all these years to maintain it, it's just that there is no curative effect!" Song Chu said earnestly.

"There is no cure...... "Meimei looked at Song Chuyang at a loss and said, "However, the person who prescribes the medicine is definitely a top master at the national level!

"The top masters at the national level just write a little more, get more research funds, attend more seminars, publish a few more newspapers and magazines, and find more people to interview them!