"Old Han, you have praised it, in fact, I have met you before I am old." Chen Yi said to the master of Chinese medicine with a smile.

He still remembers this old man Han vividly, it is because of this old man that his third uncle can get the best treatment, but he didn't expect that after two or three years, they will meet again.

Hearing Chen Yi's words, Han Lao showed a look of surprise on his face, "Chen Xiaoyou, I don't know where we met, when I saw you on TV for the first time, I thought it seemed a little familiar." ”

"Old Han, you forgot, a few years ago, you went to Fengyang to investigate the growth environment of wild Chinese herbs in the Qinling Mountains, and encountered an unexpected incident, a herb picker fell into the trap of poachers, fortunately the herb picker saved his life, and the reason for saving his life was some astragalus." Chen Yi said to Han Lao with a smile.

The doubts on Han Lao's face became lighter and lighter, and finally he suddenly realized, pointed at Chen Yi and said in amazement: "Oh, oh, I remember, you are the young man who fed the patient astragalus, and it is because of these few pieces of astragalus that the patient survived until we came to the rescue." ”

"I can't imagine it, I really can't imagine that a young man back then became the apprentice of Old Man Zheng, and he has unimaginable achievements today. Looking at Chen Yi, Han Lao's heart no longer had incomparable emotion.

When he met Chen Yi, he felt that this young man was really good, and he could actually learn from these herbs