Chapter 215: A map of his own tomb

"He also has a pair at home, how is this possible?" Lin Yishan suddenly sat up from the bed and shouted in surprise: "I heard my grandfather say that this painting was made by my ancestors for a divine doctor, which divine doctor took him as an apprentice, but he is low-key and doesn't like to be painted, so this painting only has one of his backs, only this one, where did the second one come from?" ”

"But, why should Dr. Wang deceive people, it shouldn't be!" Lin Xiaoyun's mother was also confused when she heard her husband say this, although she hadn't seen Lin Yishan's grandfather, but she had also heard of it, and she did know some medical skills, but she was wearing a high hat during the Cultural Revolution, and Lin Yishan's father did not study medicine because of this, the old man is a very kind person, and he shouldn't lie.

"There must be no such a painting in his home, and even if there is, it will definitely not be similar, but he can recognize which divine doctor this painting should have something to do with it, maybe their Wang family is also the descendant of which divine doctor?" Lin Yishan guessed.

"So what, after so many years, do people still remember the relationship hundreds of years ago?" Lin Xiaoyun's mother scoffed.

"What do you want?" Lin Yishan glanced at his wife angrily and then recalled: "At that time, when my grandfather died, I seemed to have left a picture, saying that if someone could recognize this painting, then that picture would be given to someone, but he searched for it all his life and did not find anyone who could recognize this picture. ”

"How do I know this, but since Dr. Wang can recognize this picture. And it helped our family a lot, if you can find that picture, you can give it to Dr. Wang, maybe he will know it. Lin Xiaoyun's mother said.

"Okay, you can look for it at home tomorrow when you have time, I seem to have put it in the box under the cabinet when my father died, I don't know if it's still there?" Lin Yishan sighed and said.

Wang Zhi naturally didn't know about the conversation between Lin Yishan and his wife, and it was not easy to meet the descendants of his disciples hundreds of years ago, and he naturally didn't expect this descendants to know much about things.

After returning to the villa with the little monk, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and the master and apprentice did not delay. They went back to their rooms and slept.

The next morning, Wang Zhi still went to the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine first, and at the same time went to the back construction site to check, where Wang Zhi met the retired soldiers he met in Kyoto.

They have been in Jianghuai for a week, and with Wang Zhi's greeting, Huang Tianhong naturally has no opinions, so he left a few people to smash on the construction site and look at the field at the same time.

The buildings in the early stages of the current construction site have almost been demolished, and construction has begun in some places. After turning around the construction site, Wang Zhi left, but when he left, he was stopped by Xiao Pingtou.

"Dr. Wang, I have time to have a bar together in the evening, and the brothers want to thank you, the work here is very good, and the big guys are very happy."

The engineering of this Chinese medicine school is huge. There is no one or two years to hand over the work, such work is the favorite of migrant workers, there is no need to change places all day, and at the same time, because of Wang Zhi's care, Huang Tianhong also takes care of this group of people. I don't mind that their occasional injuries delay the construction period, and the salary is also good, so Xiaopingtou and a group of retired soldiers are grateful to Wang Zhi.

"Okay, call me in the evening." Wang Zhi nodded with a smile, and then said, "But you should drink less wine, after all, it is not good for the injury." ”

"This big guy knows it all. But that's really just this preference, so I can't avoid it. Xiao Pingtou touched his bald head and said embarrassedly.

After returning from the construction site, it was time to eat, and Wang Zhi followed He Yang, Cui Yan, Qian Senhu, and a group of people out to eat together.

As soon as he walked to the school gate, Wang Zhi saw a lot of people standing not far away, as if they were standing in line, and the school's security guards were on the side. …,

"What's going on?" Wang Zhi asked strangely when he saw this.

"It's not for your fame." He Yang explained with a smile: "They are all some people who come to see a doctor, in the past, students needed to go out for free consultation, but now your fame is getting bigger and bigger." At the same time, the effect of Cui Yan and Qian Senhu's free clinic has also spread to many places around Jianghuai, so that people don't need to go out to see a doctor. ”

"Hmmm! It is a good thing that someone has come to us, which shows that our efforts have not been in vain and we have won the trust of the people around us. Wang Zhi said with a smile.

"It's a good thing, but a lot of people come for you, but you're often not there, which disappoints many patients who come here." He Yang quipped.

Although he said this as a joke, it was a fact, since Wang Zhi showed his head in the plague, more and more patients have come to the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine inexplicably, and many people have asked to see Dr. Wang by name.

But fortunately, although there are many patients who come here, there are not many serious conditions, most of them are chronic, Cui Yan's medical skills can cope with most of the conditions, and it is really not good that Pan Anmin is in charge, but it did not disappoint the people who came.

A few people laughed and came to a small restaurant near the school, but the owner of this restaurant already remembered Wang Zhi and a few others, and hurriedly greeted with a smile: "Doctor Wang, Principal He, are you here?" ”

A group of four people found a small private room, ordered a few home-cooked dishes, sat down casually, chatted while eating, and after a while, the topic talked about the upgrading of the college.

"I heard that there will be people from Kyoto and the province visiting the college in the past few days, and it is estimated that the college will be upgraded in the next month or two." He Yang toasted Wang Zhi with a glass of wine and said with a smile.

"It is estimated that it will be one or two months, you don't have to worry about this matter, you can just do what you have to do, anyway, the current construction of the academy is still in its infancy, and this inspection is just a formality." Wang Zhi said with a smile.

After eating, Wang Zhi accompanied Cui Yan and Qian Senhu to the free clinic at the entrance of the college, and was busy until five o'clock in the afternoon, when he and the little monk went to the dormitory of the motor factory again.

Lin Yishan's leg needs more than half a month of acupuncture and medicine treatment, although he has planned to hand over the later acupuncture to the little monk, but this acupuncture is naturally not something that can be learned once or twice, and the little monk has to learn it carefully for a few days.

When I arrived at Lin Xiaoyun's house, Lin Xiaoyun had just finished school, and Lin Xiaoyun's mother was also busy with dinner, when she saw Wang Zhi and the little monk coming in, she hurriedly smiled and said, "Doctor Wang, you are here, please take a seat, the meal will be ready soon." ”

"I just knew that the meal was about to be ready, so I came here to save money for a meal." Wang Zhi said with a smile, and Lin Xiaoyun hurriedly made tea on the side.

Originally, Wang Zhi planned to come back after dinner, but Xiao Pingtou said that he wanted to have a drink together in the evening, so Wang Zhi came a little early, just in time for the meal.

The two sat for ten minutes, and Mother Lin's meal was ready, and it could be seen that Mother Lin's craftsmanship was good, although it was a very light home-cooked dish, and there was only one meat dish like braised pork, but it was full of color, flavor, and taste, and Wang Zhi praised it.

"If you like to be quiet, come often." Mother Lin saw that Wang Zhi was eating deliciously, and said with a smile.

"Yes." Wang Zhi nodded, and then buried himself in eating.

After eating, Wang Zhi gave Lin Yishan acupuncture again, and after the acupuncture was completed, Wang Zhi was about to leave, when Lin Yishan suddenly spoke: "Doctor Wang, wait a minute!" ”

"What, something?" Wang Zhi turned around and asked with a smile.

"I heard Xiao Yun's mother say that you know the painting outside?" Lin Yishan asked with a deep groan.

"Hmmm! Acquaintance, if my guess is correct, you should be the descendants of the Qingteng school, right? Wang Zhixiao asked.

"Do you know the Ivy School?" Lin Yishan was taken aback again when he heard this, and looked at Wang Zhi with wide eyes.

"Hehe, the magic hand doctor ivy, the ivy of life and death." Wang Zhi smiled and softly read out the last two lines of poetry on the calligraphy and painting: "This ivy is the nickname of a famous doctor, am I right?" ”…,

"Do you really know?" Lin Yishan was even more surprised this time, according to his grandfather, the nickname of the divine doctor who accepted their ancestors as apprentices at that time was indeed called Ivy League, but because the divine doctor had not changed his appearance for decades and did not age, so after his ancestor and several other disciples were successful in studying medicine, they also named their medical inheritance after Ivy League, such a secret Wang Zhi actually knew.

"Hmm!" Wang Zhi nodded, pondered for a while, and then said: "My medical skills are not all from family traditions, but from a famous doctor in the hidden world, which famous doctor is the descendant of the Qingteng school. ”

"There is such a thing." Lin Yishan sighed after listening to Wang Zhi's words, although the Qingteng school at that time was not a big medical school, but its reputation in the local area was also extremely loud, and there were thousands of disciples in the heyday, and because the Ivy League doctor had a wide range of friends, the Ivy League was also quite famous in the local area, and it was not uncommon to have descendants to pass it down.

After figuring out the trick, Lin Yishan didn't hesitate, turned his head and said to his wife on the side, "Go and bring that picture." ”

Lin Mu nodded and walked out, and after a while, she took back a wooden box and handed it to Lin Yishan, Lin Yishan carefully held the box in his hand, then slowly opened it, and took out a cowhide from the box.

"Doctor Wang, on this cowhide is a picture, which has been passed down by our Lin family for hundreds of years, just like that painting, my grandfather said that this painting is related to the rise and fall of the Ivy League school, and now I will hand him over to you." As he spoke, Lin Yishan stretched out his hand and handed the kraft paper to Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi took the vellum paper and looked at it carefully, the picture on the kraft paper turned out to be the drawing of a tomb, although this tomb is not grand, but it is also a relatively large cemetery.

After reading the map, Wang Zhi found that there was a small line of ancient characters under the map, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be: "The construction map of the Ivy League tomb of the respected teacher." Such words. (To be continued) RQ