"That person just now is Master Tai?" Zhao Chen was holding the lunch box in his hand, and the two Yanjing blinked flutteringly, and asked curiously.

"Master Tai?" Yan Murong was shocked-good guy, fortunately, this woman didn't say much when she was on the phone just now, or if the old man's mouth was heard by the old man, she would be miserable again.

Before going down the mountain, the old man told him that he was not allowed to accept apprentices. It's okay to go to the University of Chinese Medicine to be a teacher, and now there is an inexplicable apprentice, if the old man knows, it is estimated that he will come all the way to pick up a layer of his skin.

"Don't scream." Yan Murong hurriedly said. "It's okay if you call me master, as for my master, don't call me too master, he won't admit it - let him hear you call me that, and even I will have to be expelled from the master."

"Why?" Zhao Chen looked puzzled, what's wrong with calling him too master? Don't you respect him for what he calls him, do you want to call him an old man like you?

After thinking about it, Zhao Chen still felt that he didn't dare.

In her mind, the professors are worthy of respect, such as the professors in her school, who would probably not have gotten a doctorate if she dared to call people old men.

"Why are you so much?" Yan Murong waved his hand. "You go out first, let me rest for a while."

Zhao Chen pursed her lips and stopped talking, she also knew that Yan Murong's body was still in the weak stage, so she packed up her lunch box and stood up and walked out.

Yan Murong really hesitated this time, originally thought that the old man would come up with a good way, but the method he said - Yan Murong really didn't dare to try it easily.

Just thinking about it, Chen Hanqing hurriedly walked in.

"Are you awake?" Chen Hanqing shouted Yan Murong stared at the light bulb on the top of the tent and said in surprise. "Depending on your condition, I thought you were going to sleep for three days and three nights."

"Principal Chen, why are you here?"

"Lie down, lie down." Chen Hanqing hurriedly took two steps, pressed Yan Murong, who was just about to sit up, and said. "I just heard Zhao Chen's girl say that you woke up, it seems that you have come up with something again, right?"

Yan Murong was speechless for a while, why is this woman's mouth so fast, as soon as the front foot goes out, Chen Hanqing knows the back foot.

"It's not what I thought of, it was my master who told me." Yan Murong thought about it and felt that it was better to discuss it with Chen Hanqing.

"What's the solution, tell me quickly." Chen Hanqing asked anxiously.

He knew that someone who could teach an apprentice like Yan Murong was definitely not comparable to an ordinary man like him.

Yan Murong thought about it, organized the language again, and then repeated the old man's words to Chen Hanqing again.

"What?" Chen Hanqing was so shocked that he almost dropped the glasses on the bridge of his nose to the ground.

"How is this possible-Jizhong, Milk Root, Period Gate, Shenque--these are all dead holes, are you sure that this is the method your master said?"

It is not necessary for others to believe it or not, but Chen Hanqing, who has been working in the Chinese medicine industry for decades, is killed without believing it.

What are you kidding, acupuncture to death, and at the same time, even if you don't die, you have to be stabbed to death.

"It was he who said it, but he didn't come up with it - he just saw it in a book that recorded a disease similar to this one, but in some places it was different."

"What book?" Chen Hanqing asked suspiciously, he didn't believe that there would be a book recording this treatment.

"Green Capsule Sutra!"

"What?" Chen Hanqing screamed in surprise, then quickly covered his mouth and apologized again and again. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After saying that, the old man's wrinkled face turned red with excitement, like a monkey's buttocks.

Not in the industry, not knowing what "The Green Bag" means - just like not playing football will never know what the Golden Boot is for a player.

Although the development of China to the present, some diseases that were equal to death in the past are no longer serious diseases, but the history of 5,000 years of Chinese inheritance and the wisdom of the ancestors cannot be denied, and some incurable diseases cannot be fully understood by people until now.

Let's take the simplest example.

Let's just say that the twelve beast heads of the Old Summer Palace - with the current technology, if you want to imitate, the degree of simulation can reach more than 99 percent, the problem is that in the feudal era when science and technology were not developed, and even in the era when Huaxia did not fully understand science and technology, it can be regarded as a miracle to be able to make such exquisite beast heads.

After stabilizing his excited mood, Chen Hanqing acted like a thief, cautiously walked to the door of the tent, probed out, and after making sure that there was no one around, he lowered the curtain of the tent, walked to Yan Murong's bedside, and asked in a low voice. "Did you just say the "Green Capsule Sutra"?"

"I don't think I'm saying anything else, am I?" Yan Murong said with a smile.

He knew that if these three words were spoken, Chen Hanqing would definitely have this expression.

"How is that possible?" Chen Hanqing shook his head desperately. "Although many people know about the "Green Capsule Sutra", this book has not been left at all."

"Then I don't know—but I'm sure the old man has a lone book."

"Really? Does your master really have the "Green Capsule Sutra"? Chen Hanqing took Yan Murong's hand and asked excitedly.

"I guess there is." Yan Murong was also a little unsure, anyway, he hadn't read it, and the old man said that when his ghost needle could be used for the fifth needle, the "Green Capsule Sutra", which was rumored to be a divine book, would reach him.

"W-this, can you show me?" Chen Hanqing was like a child, rubbing his hands and looking at Yan Murong expectantly.

"Principal Chen, I can't help it." Yan Murong said apologetically. "The old man said that my medical skills are not yet when I can read the "Green Capsule Sutra", and that book is like a family heirloom, I guess I can't help it now."

Chen Hanqing was a little disappointed, but he also understood that even if Yan Murong refused politely, he could understand it.

After all, he knows very well what this book represents in the field of Chinese medicine, and if the "Qing Bao Sutra" is present, what kind of turmoil it will cause, no one can say for sure - but it is certain that this turmoil will definitely not be small.

"So- can you introduce me to your master?" If you can't see books, you can meet people.

As the saying goes, how can you go hand in hand with a superior person and lose it?

Yan Murong's medical skills Chen Hanqing felt that he could not achieve them, so how high would the medical skills of the master who could teach him, that is, the old man in his mouth?

Chen Hanqing thought that if he could see the old man in Yan Murong's mouth, he wouldn't mind kneeling down to apprentice.

PS: The second is 12 o'clock, and the third is 5 o'clock in the afternoon!