Li Muchen believes that holding a family meeting or something is just an excuse, and it is true that people are unwilling to give it.

As for saying that their old family master took the thousand-year-old yellow essence to the capital to treat people, it would be even more unreliable.

How old is the millennium yellow essence?

Generally, the hundred-year-old yellow essence is dozens of catties at the earliest, and the thousand-year-old is afraid of hundreds of catties.

If you go to the capital to treat people, it's enough to bring a pound or two with you to death.

Li Muchen didn't want much, just a small piece.

He didn't plan to get it so smoothly, after all, it was a family heirloom, and the five-hundred-year-old yellow essence was indeed rare in the world.

But he was interested in something else.

"Is your old master's name Hu Yuntian?"

"yes. Hu Xiuyi was a little strange, I don't know why Li Muchen asked this, "He is my uncle, do you know him?"

"I guess I know. Li Muchen said.

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Hu Xiu glanced at Li Muchen up and down a few times, snorted, and said, "If it weren't for Kun Ye's introduction, I would have driven you away as a liar." My uncle died twenty years ago, and you're only in your early twenties, how do you know my uncle?"

Li Muchen did not answer.

He noticed that something was wrong.

Hu Xiuyi said that Hu Yuntian died twenty years ago, not missing, which shows that he is very sure that Hu Yuntian is dead.

Otherwise, with Hu Yuntian's status in the Hu family, if he just disappeared, even after twenty years, Hu Xiuyi, as a junior, should not say the word dead.

According to Bai Jingjing, Hu Yuntian did die twenty years ago.

But Hu Yuntian had been living in seclusion in Hecheng for a long time, and his body had sunk at the bottom of the well for so many years, and no one had found it, so it can be seen that the Hu family did not know that he died in Wutongju.

So, how was Hu Xiuyi sure that Hu Yuntian was dead?

Li Muchen's first thought was family infighting.

But I don't think it's possible.

If Hu Yuntian was killed by someone inside the Hu family, it would be impossible to let his body sink at the bottom of the well, let alone let Wutongju fall into the hands of outsiders.

But if it weren't for the infighting and death, the Hu family knew about Hu Yuntian, why didn't they investigate it for so many years?

Bai Jingjing said that he had never seen Hu Yuntian's family, and even Bai Jingjing did not know about the Hu family in Qiantang at all, so it can be seen that Hu Yuntian had never interacted with the Hu family before his death, nor had he talked about the Hu family with Bai Jingjing.

It's all anomalous.

Of course, it may also be that Li Muchen is thinking too much.

Hu Xiuyi sneered: "Young people, don't cling to relationships indiscriminately, get along with others, or be honest and trustworthy." ”

Li Muchen did not refute either.

He doesn't care who he is treated as by the other party.

"Mr. Hu, I know that Huang Jing is your family heirloom, so I just said that no matter what the conditions, we can talk about it. ”

Hu Xiu was a little impatient at first, waved his hand and said, "There's no need to talk about it, I said, no matter how rich you are, we won't sell this thing." ”

"Then what if I exchange something?" Li Muchen said.

"What can you get in exchange?"

"In other words, it can be changed, right?"

Hu Xiu was slightly stunned, his face was a little red.

I blurted out without thinking about it just now, but when I said this, it was tantamount to denying what I said about holding a family meeting.

"You just say what can you get in exchange, a thousand-year-old ginseng, or a 10,000-year-old turtle shell?"

"Healing. ”

"Medical skills, you came to our Tongqing Hall and said that you want to use medical skills in exchange for the treasure of our town store here?"

Hu Xiu laughed.

"Do you know how many national-level famous doctors are sitting in Tongqingtang? Don't talk about them, let's just talk about my father, Hu Shiyue, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Qiantang, although he is old, he is still visiting the clinic. Looking at the whole Nanjiang, he said that medical skills are second, who dares to say first?"

Hu Xiuyi stood up and made a gesture of sending off guests.

"Young man, for Kunye's sake, I won't drive you, you can go by yourself. ”

Li Muchen stood up, didn't say anything, and walked out of Hu Xiuyi's office.

He left the Chinese Medicine Pavilion and entered the Chinese Medicine Hall next to it.

The Chinese Medical Center is crowded, and there is always a queue at the registration place.

Li Muchen looked at today's number plate and didn't see Hu Shiyue's name.

He asked the security guard at the door, "May I ask Master Hu to ask Dr. Hu to sit for a consultation today?"

The security guard glanced at him and said, "Doctor Hu goes out for half a day a week, a total of ten numbers, and you have to register his number, at least a month in advance." Young man, other doctors are also good, I see that there is nothing wrong with your body, and you don't need to find Dr. Hu for general diseases. ”

Li Muchen smiled helplessly and said "thank you".

Just as he was about to leave, a small middle-aged man came over and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to hang up Doctor Hu's number?"

Li Muchen immediately understood that this was a scalper who sold an account.

"Is there a number for today?" he asked.

The dealer looked at him like a fool: "What do you want today's number, Dr. Hu's number, people can't hang up in line for a month, you still want today." I've got next week's number, one thousand five, do you want it?"

"One thousand five?"

Li Muchen didn't know that Hu Shiyue's number was so expensive.

The security guard next to him must have heard them, and he didn't care, and deliberately walked a few steps away.

It seems that it has also received a lot of benefits.

"Fifteen thousand is too expensive, then don't think about Dr. Hu. I still have a few of the day's famous doctors, all of them are three hundred, do you want to?" said the dealer.

Li Muchen shook his head and said: "I want Dr. Hu, it's not too expensive, if you have today's number, don't say 1,000, I'll also come out of 5,000." ”

"Cut, what about the deceitful ghost! I don't want to be a thousand or five, and I still want Dr. Hu's number. ”

The trumpeter snorted disgedly and walked away.

The security guard also had a little more contemptuous smile on his face, walked over, and said with seven points of kindness and three points of sarcasm: "Young man, listen to my advice, hang up individual doctors, and you can see a doctor as well." Three hundred and one numbers, not expensive. ”

Li Muchen smiled but said nothing.

He didn't go because he saw a man coming in at the door.

And the man saw him at this time, too.

The security guard also saw the man.

The security guard straightened up and called out respectfully: "Professor Sun, you are here!"

The man just nodded numbly, but his eyes fell on Li Muchen.

After being stunned for a while, he exclaimed in surprise: "Master, why are you here?"

The person who came was Sun Lanqing, a professor at Nanjiang University who had been invited by the Lin family to Hecheng Hospital to treat Mr. Lin.

The security guard thought that he had misheard, how could an old professor in his fifties call a young man in his twenties "Master"?

But he immediately figured out that this young man must be renting a taxi.

Li Muchen said with a smile: "I came to Qiantang to do some business, I heard that Master Hu asked Hu Lao to have excellent medical skills, and I wanted to come to pay a visit, but I didn't expect his number to be so difficult to hang." ”

Sun Lanqing laughed and said: "Hu Lao is the holy hand of the national doctor, if the number is hung casually, then the threshold will be broken." But you are different, you are my master, I talked to Hu Lao about you a few days ago, and he still wants to meet you. Go, I'll take you up. ”

The security guard stood there with his mouth open.

This time he heard it clearly, Sun Lanqing must have called "master", not "master".