Along the way, Hua Ziyun and the others were looking at the scenery outside through the window.

The magnificent Kyoto is really extraordinary, you must know that the area of a single city is comparable to the area of the entire city boundary of Nanming City.

Not only does the flow of people far exceed that of the tiny city of Nanming, but even these unique and high-rise buildings can dazzle people.

Yes, it's architecture, all kinds of buildings with an artistic atmosphere.

After nearly half an hour's drive, several people came to a very large national quintessence Chinese medicine hall, and even at night, there was still an endless stream of people coming and going here.

"Here we are, this is my home. ”

He Yueru jumped out of the car first and began to pick up luggage from the car.

The four of them looked up at this quintessential medical hall and secretly praised it, it seems that Officer He's family is also very wealthy.

"Boss, with such good conditions, why do you say Officer He wants to be a policeman?" Looking for a day couldn't help but be curious, and leaned into Hua Ziyun's ear and asked: "And you have to be with the train crew, how boring is this kind of life, this person doesn't seem to know how to enjoy life at all." ”

"Be quiet!" Hua Ziyun frowned and touched him with her arm, and said a little blamefully: "If you ask me, who will I ask? Can't people have their own dreams?

"Well, that's right. Zhao Tiantian scratched his head a little embarrassed.

Several people entered the Chinese Medicine Hall under the guidance of He Yueru, and they were greeted by a series of herbal smells.

In addition to the various medicine cabinets listed in the medical hall, an old man over eighty years old is sitting in the middle of the position to check the pulse of the people who are looking at the disease.

"Grandpa, I'm back. He Yueru shouted the old man.

The old man raised his head in the twilight, glanced at her and smiled, the wrinkles on his face were all squeezed together, "Come back and go to the rest meeting first, it seems that you have brought a few friends back." ”

"Grandpa, you should close down early today, Xiaoru has something to discuss with you. ”

"Okay, I still have a patient here, you can go up and rest first. The old man smiled and waved his hand, afraid that her precious granddaughter would be tired.

He Yueru couldn't bear to disturb him, so she glanced at Hua Ziyun and the others and walked upstairs.

A few people followed with interest, but when they passed by the old man, Hua Ziyun couldn't bear to look at him twice, and for some reason there was a sense of sadness in his heart when he saw him like this.

Nuo Da is still working hard to practice medicine until so late, and I don't know if he can bear most of his body, which has been cut into the ground, plus his granddaughter suffers from incurable intractable pathology, I am afraid that the pressure in his heart, as an old Chinese medicine doctor, must be infinite.

Practicing medicine to save people but can't save their most beloved baby bumps, such a sense of powerlessness seems to make the old man even older.

He Yueru is sick in his heart, and I am afraid that it is impossible to close his eyes when he dies.

"Fatty, did you bring those medicinal herbs with you?" On the way upstairs, Hua Ziyun poked the fat man's waist and asked him.

"Why do you need to use some now?" the fat man asked, a little puzzled.

"Well, you can wrap two ginseng plants for me later, we can't live in vain. Hua Ziyun glanced back at the old gentleman, "It just so happens that the He family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and sending him two plants also shows our hearts." ”

"Damn! is it so generous?" the fat man grinned as if he was a little distressed, "This thing is eaten one less plant, so you gave it away?"

Hua Ziyun glanced at him angrily, and said angrily: "When did you become so stingy, a dead fat man, the amount of this person in the batch of goods we detained is not 10,000 but 8,000, even if you are asked to throw off your cheeks and eat two plants a day, you have to eat them for decades, isn't this only two?"

The fat man pursed his lips and didn't speak again, and followed He Yuru upstairs.

Hua Ziyun laughed innocently, it is understandable to say that fat people are more protective of food, after all, it takes decades for more than 50g wild ginseng on the market to grow, and the largest ginseng so far is only 300g, which has been known as the king of ginseng for 500 years, and the lightest ginseng in their hands is also above 500g, no wonder fat people are reluctant.

Originally, he brought these ginseng for the friends of Master Wudao, and if he encountered any trouble, he couldn't ask someone to help empty-handed, but today he felt compassion after seeing the old man, and thought about giving him two fresh ginseng plants to take, so that he could accompany his granddaughter for a few more years, but I don't know if it will scare his old man when he sends it.

Fortunately, He Yueru's home was big enough, and several people were very relaxed and arranged to live.

Hua Ziyun and the fat man lived in the same house one day, and Hua Sha moved to live with He Yueru, which also made Hua Ziyun a big heart problem.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that the hospital closed, and He Yueru took Hua Ziyun to see his grandfather He Xian.

"What's in your bag, bulging?" He Yueru asked curiously, glancing at a bag wrapped in red cloth in Hua Ziyun's arms.

"It's nothing, a greeting gift for your grandfather. Hua Ziyun said with a smile.

"Well, my grandpa doesn't seem to be interested in anything other than herbs······"

During the conversation, the two had just arrived at the door of the pharmacy when they saw an uninvited guest inside.

"He Xian, you'd better consider the conditions I mentioned, it's better to join our National Medical Association than to stay in this place and wait for death. A middle-aged man about forty years old sat on a wooden chair and sneered at He Xian, who was still keeping accounts.

He Xian didn't seem to care at all, and continued to bow his head and hold the pages of yellow paper prescriptions, "Wei Hua, don't come back in the future, I have practiced medicine all my life just to help the world and save people, honor is just a false name, I have already half of my body into the ground, you don't hold on to my bad old man." “

"Hmph!" Wei Hua stood up with a cold snort, took out a package from the handbag on the side, and put it on the table, "This is what the association entrusted me to transfer to you, if you are willing to replace the National Medical Association, these two century-old wild ginseng plants will belong to you." ”

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth lifted the cloth pocket of the ginseng packaging, and two wild ginseng with more than one gram of white leaked out.

He Xian stopped, looked at the two rare wild ginseng plants on the table, his eyes lit up, and finally lowered his head again.

How can you give a gift and hit the shirt?

Hua Ziyun looked down at the ginseng in his arms with some tears and laughter, but he seemed to be better when it came to weight.

"Damn, why did he come to pester grandpa again. He Yueru frowned and muttered in a low voice.

"Who is this?"

"Wei Hua, the vice president of the privately created National Medical Association, has a nice name, but it is just a rabble, thinking about how to make money every day, and putting the patient's condition at the bottom, this group of people is trying to win over grandpa every day. ”