It is not a simple matter to be Mr. Bian's apprentice, it is difficult to apprentice, and it is even more difficult to satisfy this old man after apprenticeship.

Xiang Ange still has a belly full of medical classics, and in the eyes of the old man, it doesn't seem to be so enough.

In a few days, Mr. Bian had already figured out Xiang Ange's ability clearly, although he was very surprised by the talent of the little apprentice in Chinese medicine, but after a few days, he was inevitably a little worried.

On this day, after Xiang Ange came over, the old man took him with him and made one of the most common health pills by himself.

Although Xiang Ange didn't know what Mr. Bian was for, he still stood next to him obediently, helping to send the medicinal materials, and after some effort, when the pills were made two hours later, Mr. Bian was a person who believed in slow work and meticulous work, and the pills that came out of his hands were exactly the same, looking like they were made by machines, of course, as soon as he smelled the medicinal fragrance, he knew that it would definitely not be mass-produced by machinery.

Mr. Bian cleaned his hands, sat down and took a sip of tea before asking, "You just looked at it, what can you see?" ”

Xiang Ange paused slightly, thought about it for a while, and then said: "The general health pill will use ginseng, a nourishing medicinal material, but the master abandons it, but uses a more gentle and nourishing several, which is a silent method of moisturizing things, which has a milder effect on the human body." ”

Mr. Bian nodded, and suddenly asked: "A few days ago, I saw you dispensing medicine, and the medicinal materials you used were very sophisticated, but sometimes, even I don't know, why do you use that kind of medicinal materials, and discard the original prescription." ”

Xiang Ange paused slightly, in retrospect, this is indeed the case, because the storage of the fortune bead, whether it is acupuncture or dispensing, he can always faintly perceive which is the most suitable, so when dispensing medicine, he will follow his heart, but why is that the most suitable, he sometimes doesn't understand.

Seeing the change in his face, Mr. Bian knew that his guess was correct, and suddenly clicked on the opposite position for him to sit down, poured him a cup of tea with his own hands, and said after a while: "Ange, you are the last talented one I have ever seen, and your sharpness in Chinese medicine is not as good as that of a master, but sometimes, the master doesn't know whether such a keen is good or bad for you!" ”

Xiang Ange glanced at the old man, and saw that his face was solemn, and he didn't know what to say for a while, the matter of Fuyunzhu, he couldn't sue anyone other than Gongzi Jin.

Mr. Bian seemed to be trapped in his own memories, and after a while, he sighed and said quietly: "When the master was young, I once met a person with your grandfather. ”

At that time, Mr. Bian was still a child, and he was taken out by his grandfather to meet people, and the most impressive thing was the house with carved railings and painted columns, the young man who looked young and even his grandfather was respectful.

Mr. Bian continued: "That person is extremely talented, even your ancestor is willing to bow down, but such a talent brings him not luck, but destruction. ”

Because he is too talented, that person is too confident in himself, and many times he follows his feelings, but he feels that there will always be a day when he goes wrong. One mistake is enough to make him unrecoverable. It was the fall of genius one day, and during that time, Mr. Bian's grandfather regretted day and night, but that person couldn't come back.

After listening to Xiang Ange, he understood what Mr. Bian meant, he was afraid that he would embark on that person's path. Suddenly, Xiang Ange also woke up, and suddenly thought that when he first discovered his special ability, he would still be afraid, and he would subconsciously figure out why it was the best, but with the fulfillment again and again, and the success again and again, he seemed to gradually get used to that ability.

Xiang Ange never thought that he would be an overconfident person, but at this time, looking back, it seems that as time slowly passed, he had become accustomed to having that kind of ability, and intentionally or unintentionally, he began to rely on such ability.

But just like the master said, it feels like it can't always be right, even if it's right, he, as a doctor, should know why it's right!

Xiang Ange was frightened by his own speculation and sweated, and he even felt that if that ability suddenly disappeared, his ability to cure diseases might plummet.

The more I thought about it, the more terrible it became, and I couldn't help but look ugly at Ange.

Seeing him like this, Mr. Bian didn't say anything serious, in fact, he was 100% satisfied with this apprentice, if Xiang Ange was really a proud person, he wouldn't have accepted it at the beginning. It's just that as a teacher, he has to help the child see the way forward.

But at this time, seeing that Xiang Ange began to doubt himself, Mr. Bian immediately interrupted his self-pity and said: "Ange, it is a good thing to have talent, but you have to face up to such a talent, and your own strength must also match such a talent, in this way, talent is a sharp weapon for you, only when your own strength goes up, you can use such a talent unscrupulously." ”

Xiang Ange suddenly came back to his senses, yes, he didn't know it a long time ago, talent is a good thing, why should he start doubting himself because of this, it is useless to feel sorry for himself, instead of having this time, it is better to learn more things, so that he can go further.

Xiang Ange was originally an optimistic person, but after figuring it out, the spirit of the whole person was different, and it seemed that he was a little less confused and more determined than at the beginning: "Please teach me, teacher." ”

Mr. Bian was very satisfied, touched his beard, and said with a smile: "Since you are willing to learn, the teacher will naturally teach you." ”

The master and apprentice reached an agreement, and Xiang Ange directly started the struggle mode, coming out of the house before dawn every day, and returning from this end in the middle of the night, although they all live in the same room, Gongzi Jin still has to hurry up to see him, and he is really a little aggrieved in his heart, but looking at Xiang Ange's energetic appearance, he doesn't want to say anything.

For a few months in a row, except for the day of Antai's school, Xiang Ange asked for half a day off to send his younger brother to school, the rest of the time it was rain or shine, sunny and snowy, and the momentum made a few little apprentices who lived on Mr. Bian's side very shocked, at first they were a little jealous of Ange who took shit luck and became the old man's closed disciple, but seeing his decades of strength, the bottom of my heart was the first to serve.

Mr. Bian's strictness, that everyone knows, a few little apprentices are occasionally scolded by him, and they all feel unbearable, people have that ability to Ange, and they are scolded every day, when the old man's temper comes up, the words are not so good, this can listen to it without changing his face, what to ask and continue to ask, it seems that he didn't take it to heart at all.

They didn't know that Xiang Angana really didn't take it to heart, in his opinion, Mr. Bian was his master, just like his grandmother's relatives, even if he was disobedient when he was a child, his grandmother would not scold a few words, but he should be distressed or distressed.

In Xiang Ange's opinion, Mr. Bian is also a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person, otherwise, Zhang Guoliang would have been expelled from the door wall by him a long time ago, where is there still a comfortable life now.

Once you don't take Mr. Bian's bad temper to heart, through these, you can find that when the old man is teaching people, he really does not hide his selfishness, and the family of traditional Chinese medicine cherishes himself, and it is his luck to find such a teacher. For this, it was too late to congratulate Ange, how could he dislike his teacher for having a bad temper.

Mr. Bian's strictness is a good medicine for Xiang Ange, allowing him to stay awake at all times and constantly improve his ability, so as not to be controlled by the body's instinct in a daze, so that he will go farther and farther on the crooked road.

Once he maintains his true heart, the special abilities brought by the Fortune Bead are like blessings for his abilities, and one day in the future, he will definitely be able to shine.

Xiang Ange here is like a fish in water, and he can't wait to study behind Mr. Bian 24 hours a day, thanks to the blessing beads, otherwise, even if he is young now and in good health, he can't maintain a high-intensity work of at least ten hours a day of lunch break a year.

The more Mr. Bian taught, the more surprised he became, Xiang Ange was like a sponge, quickly absorbing all the things he taught, and what was even more rare was that he was not rote memorization, and he would understand it when he turned back. Every now and then, Mr. Bian couldn't help but thank Professor Sun, this old Sun really didn't tell a lie, such a good seedling, he brought it to him, and it was estimated that his heart was dripping blood.

Mr. Bian was glad in his heart, fortunately he saw that he had taken the school examination in the face of the old grandson, and finally accepted him as a closed disciple, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life if he missed such a person, if it was really about talent, the first three apprentices combined, I don't know if there is a good one. What's even more rare is that Xiang Ange is not a vain character, down-to-earth and diligent work is what the old man values most.

After a period of time, Mr. Bian didn't care about anything else, but just tied Xiang Ange's bottom solidly, and Xiang Ange obviously knew his weaknesses and was very happy about it.

On this day, Mr. Bian called him forward again and said what he meant: "You have done a good job in the homework assigned before, and from today onwards, you can get started with medicinal materials." ”

Medicinal materials are the weakest part of Xiang Ange, after all, medicinal materials are not something that you can understand thoroughly by a few books, he has memorized a lot of herbal books and medical books, but when he really got started, he found that herbal medicines are changeable, and some things can not be taught in books.

Don't look at Mr. Bian's yard is not big, but the herbs in the pharmacy may be more complete than those in the hospital, although the amount of herbs is not much, but it is enough to grope for Ange.

Mr. Bian is also generous, not only ordinary herbs, but also those that are more cherished, are put in front of the little apprentice.

Xiang Ange was completely addicted to it, and when he went home every day, his body was full of strong herbal taste, when he was in Rongcheng Hospital, he also stayed in the pharmacy for a while, but during that time, he only had a general understanding, where is it better to be able to observe carefully now, and compare them one by one.

With this observation, Xiang Ange found that the herbs on Mr. Bian's side were not all of the best, and some of the herbs were not as good as what he saw in the pharmacy at the beginning.

With such doubts, he asked in front of Mr. Bian: "Master, the color of this box of Coptis chinensis doesn't seem to be right, this is what you always received?" ”

Mr. Bian glanced at it, but asked with a smile, "What's wrong?" ”

When Xiang Ange saw him like this, he knew that it was another test, and hurriedly cheered up and said: "The first one is the taste, the taste of this Coptis chinensis is light, the medicinal properties are not heavy, and there is another one that doesn't feel right to the touch, it is too smooth, looking at the color and section, it seems that it is not as good as another Coptis chinensis." ”

Mr. Bian nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly said, "Why don't you taste it, whether it's good or not." ”

Xiang Ange heard it, tasted it without saying a word, and then frowned: "This Coptis chinensis, the medicinal properties can't even reach half of the other part." ”

Mr. Bian nodded, sighed and said: "Do you know that the current medicinal materials are all planted on a large scale, and they are both greenhouses and chemical fertilizers, so that when the medicinal materials grown out of grain have half of the good medicinal properties, which is already very good, as a Chinese medicine practitioner, you must know enough about the medicinal materials in your prescription and know their medicinal properties in order to have a better matching effect." ”

Xiang Ange also frowned, knowing that this was a problem of the general environment, not to mention this common medicinal material, the same is true for that kind of rare medicinal material, science and technology are developed, there is always a way to plant it on a large scale, and some of the medicinal materials made in this way are in vain, and there is not enough medicinal power at all.

Mr. Bian even said: "Do you know that a few years ago, I saw a batch of dried seahorses, with a horse's head and snake tail corrugated body, and the smell was the same, but as soon as I got started, I could notice that something was wrong." Those black-hearted businessmen have no other skills, and their ability to counterfeit is getting better and better. ”

Xiang Ange has also heard of these things, just like the tiger bones and horns seen on the market now, in fact, most of them are fake, but ordinary people who don't know the goods.

However, the person who faked it, even the old gentleman had almost deceived him, which was enough to show how much effort they had put in, Xiang Ange couldn't help frowning, if he was at the scene, he didn't know if he could recognize it.

Mr. Bian sighed and said: "Traditional Chinese medicine grass, it is easy to fake, and defective products are visible all over the ground. But don't worry, the master has a few medicinal material suppliers in his hands, and he can still be trusted, so don't worry about it for the time being. ”

Xiang Ange was slightly relieved when he heard this, but in the end, he said: "The big reason for the decline of Chinese medicine lies in this. ”

Mr. Bian also sighed, then patted the little apprentice's shoulder, and said with a smile: "So in the future, the Chinese medicine industry will have to rely on you young people, Ange, you have to work hard." ”