was scolded by Mr. Bian on his head, Zhang Guoliang's face was no better, but he still had some fear and respect for this master, but Nuo Nuo said: "Master, look at what you said, when did I get into trouble, don't wronged me." ”

Mr. Bian obviously didn't eat this set at all, but just hated and scolded: "The set of things you got outside, others don't know that I don't know, it's all a lie, sooner or later something big will happen, if you still recognize me as a master, you will push it all early, otherwise, don't enter my door again in the future." ”

Zhang Guoliang's face flashed with a hint of embarrassment, in his opinion, he was a famous doctor and on TV, what a beautiful thing it was, at most, he exaggerated the medicinal effects of some things, but the old man was brainless, so he felt that he was going out to deceive people. However, the master and apprentice have quarreled countless times because of this matter, and no one can convince anyone, the old man said to the outside world, only saying that his things have nothing to do with him, so Zhang Guoliang's career has been hit.

Zhang Guoliang also knew in his heart that in terms of medical skills, he couldn't catch up with his master, and even because he was vain, he couldn't even compare with the two senior brothers, who knew when they would be used, so he almost had the ability to do it himself.

However, being watched by a son and a junior at this time, Zhang Guoliang was also annoyed, and couldn't help but say: "Master, if you are still unreasonable, I can't have my own career." ”

Mr. Bian almost died of anger, pointed at him and scolded: "As far as you are still in your career, you are a liar, what anti-aging can cure cancer, you don't think you have a big appetite, let you study hard back then, you don't do it, and the sugar water you make up is sold as an elixir!" ”

Professor Sun listened to it for a while, and vaguely guessed something, and suddenly thought that the bombing advertisements on TV some time ago were not made up by this guy.

They study medicine, in fact, they all know that these things are deceptive, but most of the health care products are the same thing, exaggerated propaganda is a common thing, as long as you can't eat anything wrong, it doesn't matter.

Mr. Bian was so angry because he had high hopes for this apprentice, who knew that he had talent, but he refused to use it on the right path, and when he was studying medicine, he was half-hearted and focused on making money.

Mr. Bian scolded angrily for a while, but he felt that he was too happy, and noticed that Professor Sun was also embarrassed next to him, so he stopped and asked coldly, "What is the matter with you here?" ”

He still doesn't know what virtues this apprentice has, it is impossible to think of him and come back to honor him, Zhang Guoliang resented that the master was harsh on him, and he scolded him when he was beaten, but he didn't know that Mr. Bian regarded him as his own, so he didn't restrain himself.

Zhang Guoliang saw that he finally stopped talking, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and let go of the people behind him, but saw his son shrinking there like a quail, for fear that the old man would see him, but the other one stood still, but he had a bit of good bearing, and he inevitably sighed in his heart: "Master, I want you to see someone." ”

Mr. Bian's eyes swept from the first two people, it stands to reason that Zhang Guoliang's son is his round grandson, and the relationship should be close, but Zhang Guoliang married the business□□man back then, so he first didn't listen to his persuasion and went the wrong way, and then he was out of control, Mr. Bian was prejudiced against Zhang Guoliang's wife, and even with this junior, he didn't pretend to be this junior, in the same way, this child listened to too many parents' complaints, and he had no closeness to the old man.

Seeing the child's cowering appearance, Mr. Bian frowned, but he didn't say anything, in the end, his elders are about to be out of the third generation, where can they still be controlled. But when he saw another person, his brows tightened even more, and he glared at Zhang Guoliang when he turned around, and snorted coldly: "Take people away." ”

The young man standing behind Zhang Guoliang didn't seem to expect that this old man was so faceless, and his face suddenly froze, and he looked up at Zhang Guoliang with a bit of threat in his eyes.

Zhang Guoliang hurriedly gave a reassuring look, walked quickly to Mr. Bian's side, lowered his head and said, "Master, this kid really has some talent, don't you want to accept a little junior brother for us, I think he's very good." ”

Mr. Bian laughed angrily, but said: "If you are optimistic about the person, I am even more worried." ”

Seeing that the atmosphere was even more stiff, the young man behind him stepped forward, made an ancient salute, raised his head and said, "Mr. Bian, why don't you take a look at my ability before making a decision?" ”

In front of people other than Zhang Guoliang, Mr. Bian was not so polite, but he didn't have a good face, he just said: "I know you, you are Yan Wuyi's son, and I have seen you at the birthday banquet before." ”

When Yan Xinyu heard this, he smiled: "Mr. has a good memory, my father is indeed Yan Wuyi." ”

Yan Wuyi is the director of Kyoto Renshan Private Hospital, Mr. Bian and he naturally know each other, on the surface it seems to be harmonious, few people know, Mr. Bian very much looks down on Yan Wuyi's way of life, flattering to the top, showing off his might to the bottom, and not having a little love for the patients.

Mr. Bian still had some friendship with the old man of the Yan family back then, and he regretted it in his heart when he saw Renshan Hospital walking farther and farther away from Renshan, but it was someone's family business, and he didn't talk much, but he didn't look down on that Yan Wuyi in his heart. Yan Xinyu is his son, and Mr. Bian deeply feels that the son of a mouse can make holes, and this person's character is not very noble.

Mr. Bian never thought about how great and how great he wanted to be for the country and the people, but a doctor must have a benevolent heart, otherwise, even if he has medical skills, he cannot be called a doctor.

Hearing his words, Mr. Bian just said: "Your hospital is following the path of Western medicine, what is the matter if you find my disciple, hurry up." ”

Yan Xinyu said: "Mr. Bian, I have admired the style of traditional Chinese medicine since I was a child, and I have learned a lot by myself over the years. ”

Mr. Bian didn't believe this, what kind of person is Yan Wuyi, it is strange that his son will start to study Chinese medicine that cannot bring great benefits since he was a child, and the water in these words is not ordinary.

Mr. Bian just waved his hand and said, "No need, the Tao is not the same." ”

Yan Xinyu saw that he didn't accept his meaning at all, and finally couldn't help frowning, although he was a little scheming, but he was also a young and vigorous child in the end, and his face inevitably showed some of it, fortunately, he quickly thought of the importance of this apprenticeship, quickly suppressed his feelings, and suddenly stepped forward and knelt down: "Please also ask the old gentleman to take the school exam for me first, and tell me where I have shortcomings?" ”

Yan Xinyu has also been used to it since he was a child, and he is full of confidence in himself, and he feels that along the way of traditional Chinese medicine, he is not to mention that he has entered the door, and there is Renshan Hospital behind him, at least he has an advantage over many people. If it weren't for his father, Yan Wuyi, who said that the leaders of Kyoto now like to use Chinese medicine to regulate their bodies, he would not have spent so much effort studying Chinese medicine.

What Yan Xinyu didn't know was that it was precisely because of these that Mr. Bian could see that his mind to learn Chinese medicine was not pure, so he had some prejudices against him.

Mr. Bian also frowned when he saw that he was not going to give up, and suddenly said: "Okay, since you are so insistent, I will take the school exam, old grandson, you let that child come in, and I will take the school together." ”

Yan Xinyu's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he subconsciously looked outside, just in time to see Xiang Ange walking in, because he had been basking in the sun in the yard for a long time, his face was a little red, and he looked a little cute, but he looked even younger.

Yan Xinyu looked at it, he was dressed simply, he knew it was a bargain at a glance, and the whole person was not too old, although he came with Professor Sun, but Mr. Bian didn't even give the face of his apprentice and grandson, let alone others. Thinking about it like this, the defense in my heart was half relaxed.

Mr. Bian also looked at Xiang Ange carefully, only to take a cursory look, only to feel that this child has a clear eye, and his appearance is also handsome, now look carefully, but find that this child has a rare peaceful atmosphere, which is rare for children now, and now the social steps are fast, many people seem to be impetuous.

Mr. Bian noticed that Xiang Ange's fingernails had some pieces of herbs in them, and guessed that when he was in the courtyard, he helped a few apprentices sort out the herbs.

Xiang Ange didn't know that Professor Sun had helped him brush up a lot of favorability, and when he heard that Mr. Bian was going to take the school exam, he naturally put on the most serious attitude. Both of them are young people, their appearance is still upright, and they are quite generous to stand there, in contrast, Xiang Ange has a gentle temperament, but Yan Xinyu is a little sharp, Mr. Bian has suffered Zhang Guoliang's loss, so he naturally doesn't like sharpness and prefers the former.

Since he was going to take the school examination, Mr. Bian didn't know what to do, so he directly began to ask questions: "The sixth volume of the treatise on typhoid fever, you can recite it to me." ”

Before Xiang Ange could speak, Yan Xinyu recited it to Lang Lang, and when he looked at the fluent Cheng dù, he knew that he must have studied the theory of typhoid fever.

A hint of pride flashed in Zhang Guoliang's eyes next to him, he naturally guessed a thing or two about the content of the master's examination, and he had specially trained Yan Xinyu before coming, so that he could deal with the past.

In fact, Zhang Guoliang was reluctant to accept Mr. Bian as an apprentice, after all, with their kinship and the status of master and apprentice, if the old man passed away, everything he left behind would be his, just because of Yan Wuyi's side.

Yan Xinyu finished reciting it quickly, and Mr. Bian didn't say good or bad, but turned to Xiang Ange and asked, "What do you think of his recital." ”

Xiang Ange could only say: "Word for word." ”

Mr. Bian nodded, and said, "Then you can memorize the fifth volume." ”

Xiang Ange straightened his spirit, and also memorized, he didn't memorize it very quickly, but there was a strange rhythm, everyone present had studied traditional Chinese medicine, and naturally knew that this was a very correct sentence, compared to Yan Xinyu's recitation, he seemed to have understood it thoroughly.

Yan Xinyu also obviously thought of this, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he felt that he had used a little trick, if he hadn't memorized it first, he might have been able to come up with such a way while waiting.

After Xiang Ange finished reciting, Mr. Bian asked again, "What do you think of his recitation?" ”

Yan Xinyu smiled slightly, as if he didn't care, but said: "Word for word, sir, it's better for him to come to the next school exam, how about it?" ”

Old Mr. Bian nodded, did not hesitate, and continued: "You go to the courtyard now and choose a medicinal herb to cure the wind and cold, there is only ten minutes. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yan Xinyu's face became even more ugly, you must know that when they just came in, Xiang Ange was in the courtyard, it is likely that he has already made the location of the medicinal materials clear, wouldn't it be too much for him to suffer in this way, he secretly scolded the old man in his heart, and just said: "Ten minutes, is it a little shorter, after all, I just came, and I don't know the location of those medicinal materials." ”

Mr. Bian took a slow sip of tea, but said: "In this way, you will have twenty minutes, and you can only use the medicinal materials in the courtyard, there are only thirty kinds of herbs in total, and twenty minutes is enough for you to see clearly." ”

His mind was broken by Mr. Bian's words, but in the end, he got a bargain, Yan Xinyu had no choice but to say nothing and go out together.

Xiang Ange had indeed read the medicinal materials once, and saw that Mr. Bian only said that he would treat the wind and cold, and there was nothing else, so he only picked up the safest medicinal materials and selected them, and came up with the most suitable prescription according to his own experience, and after ten minutes, he quickly returned to the house and put his prescription in front of Mr. Bian.

Mr. Bian read it and didn't speak, but waited for Yan Xinyu to come back, checked his prescription again, and then asked: "Your prescription is similar, but in Ange's prescription, there is no gastrodia, but there is more ginger, what is the reason for this?" ”

As soon as he said this, Yan Xinyu's face became even more ugly, the price of gastrodia is naturally more expensive than ginger, I don't know how much, Mr. Bian is notoriously stubborn, this guy is so good at doing what he likes, and he blames himself for following his habits in the hospital, and he actually forgot about it.

Yan Xinyu looked annoyed, and without waiting to speak to Ange, he said: "This is not fair, although gastrodia is a little more expensive, it is better than the medicinal effect, we only test the prescription for wind and cold, and it has nothing to do with the price." ”

Mr. Bian glanced at him unhappily, but said again: "Ange, tell me your own reasons." ”