"Well said!" said an old and excited voice from the door of the drugstore.

Yang Fan followed the voice and found an old man with an excited expression.

"Mr. Qi. ”

"Divine Doctor Qi. ”

The customers in the pharmacy saw the old man and couldn't help but greet him respectfully and cordially. This old man is the owner of this pharmacy, and he is also a well-known Chinese medicine expert in the country, Mr. Qi Lian.

Mr. Qi Lian said hello to the customers while walking towards Yang Fan, the old man's face was flushed with excitement that did not belong to this age, he walked in front of Yang Fan, stretched out his hand and patted Yang Fan's shoulder vigorously and said

"It's good to say that Chinese medicine is not only a culture and a means of curing diseases, but also a kind of spirit and inheritance, and I haven't heard this sentence for a long time. Then Mr. Qi Lian turned his head to look at the young man who bowed his head and was silent

"Qi Longan, do you still think that Chinese medicine should be an old antique worth eliminating?"

Qi Longan raised his head, looked at Yang Fan and Mr. Qi Lian with complicated eyes, and did not respond. What happened today brought him a great impact, and the theory of the uselessness of Chinese medicine in his heart began to waver, but that was just shaking, after all, it is not so easy to reverse a person's long-held views and thoughts with just one thing, Qi Longan was repeatedly pondering Yang Fan's last sentence from Sun Simiao's Qianjinfang.

"Young man, what's your name?" Seeing his grandson's struggling and silent look, he sighed and said to Yang Fan.

"Old man, my name is Yang Fan. Yang Fan didn't know who the old man in front of him was, but when he saw the appearance of the customers around him, he could guess that the old man should be a respected doctor, Yang Fan replied respectfully.

"Good boy. Seeing Yang Fan's respectful appearance, the more Mr. Qi Lian looked at it, the more he liked it, most of the young people he contacted Yang Fan's age were talented people with eccentric personalities, and there were few people as talented but self-contained as Yang Fan, Mr. Qi Lian then asked

"May I ask Yang Fan Xiaoyou, who is the teacher?" he elevated Yang Fan's title from a young man to a small friend, which shows his love for Yang Fan.

"My teacher?" Yang Fan heard Mr. Qilian's words, he couldn't help but choke, he thought for a moment and replied with difficulty, "Family heirloom." ”

"It turned out to be a family heirloom, I want to think about it, what are the Chinese medicine families surnamed Yang. The old gentleman thought for a moment and continued

"Are you a junior of the Yang Qing family?"

"No..."Yang Fan couldn't help but have a headache when he heard Mr. Qi Lian's inquiring question.

"It seems that the masters are all in the people. Seeing Yang Fan's embarrassed appearance, Mr. Qi Lian gave up asking questions and couldn't help but sigh.

"That's... I'll leave if the old gentleman is fine... I'm going to buy medicine and go to work. Yang Fan was a little afraid that the old gentleman was asking the bottom line, and his flawed excuse would be easily exposed

"Hey, Yang Fan, the medicinal herbs you want are available in the store. Qi Longan, who was on the side, finally spoke when he heard Yang Fan's words.

Yang Fan heard Qi Longan's words and looked over in surprise.

Qi Longan looked at Yang Fan and lowered his head a little ashamedly.

Yang Fan looked at Qi Longan's appearance and smiled, stepped forward, and said the medicinal materials and proportions he needed. Qi Longan gave Yang Fan medicinal herbs with a puzzled expression.

Not only was he puzzled, but the old Mr. Qi on the side was also frowning, Yang Fan was judging the merits of the medicinal materials while pinching the medicinal materials, and at the same time thinking about how to refine the Six Substances Scar Killing Cream in his memory.

"Yang Fan Xiaoyou," Mr. Qi finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you configuring the Six Objects Scar Killing Cream in "Ghost Legacy"?"

Yang Fan nodded after listening to the old man's words.

"Isn't this herb right for you?" said the old man with a frown, "The Six Things, the Scar Killing Ointment, should be the Six Things." You've caught seven kinds of medicinal herbs, and the most important of them is Eagle Dung White, why don't you have it?"

"That's right, sir. Yang Fan saw the old man's question, and according to his memory, he told the medicinal properties and collocation of these medicinal materials.

"Liu Juanzi's Ghost Relic Prescription" was in the late Jin Dynasty, when the era did not have enough knowledge of certain medicinal materials, and it was limited to the development of traditional Chinese medicine at that time.

Everything can only progress if it is constantly improved because of the times. It is undoubtedly a kind of progress to replace the medicinal materials with better efficacy and non-conflicting medicinal properties.

Old Mr. Qi Lian's eyes lit up when he heard this, Yang Fan's collocation undoubtedly improved the treatment effect and quality of the Six Objects Scar Killing Ointment, and his eyes towards Yang Fan became softer and softer.

Qi Longan looked at Yang Fan incredulously, although he was an adherent to the uselessness of traditional Chinese medicine, he also studied traditional Chinese medicine since he was a child, and he was very familiar with the Six Substances Scar Killing Ointment. Unexpectedly, Yang Fan's improvement method gave him another view of the outdated Chinese medicine system, he looked at Yang Fan in awe, and the persistence in his heart wavered a little.

"The afterlife is terrifying. Mr. Qi Lian looked at Yang Fan and praised him, and Mr. Qi hesitated for a moment and then said

"Are you interested in coming to my pharmacy and Chinese medicine hall as a substitute Chinese medicine practitioner?"

Yang Fan was stunned when he heard Mr. Qi's words. This is the first time that someone has offered to work.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a salary, 10,000 yuan a month. Mr. Qi looked at Yang Fan's expression and threw out a price that made Yang Fan's heart move. This is the first time that Mr. Qi has invited a young man to work in his Chinese medicine hall for so many years.

"But I don't have a medical license. Yang Fan swallowed his saliva and said.

"This is difficult..."Mr. Qi looked at Yang Fan and said, the performance of this young man in front of him and his views and strength on Chinese medicine made him have a heart of cherishing talents that had not appeared for many years, and he really wanted to cultivate Yang Fan well, and cultivate Yang Fan into a young generation of Chinese medicine stars to change the views of those young people who are now black in Chinese medicine.

"It's okay, I can get you to take the medical qualification and professional qualification exams through my connections. Mr. Qi stomped his feet and said, for the sake of any trace of persistence in his heart, in order to be able to promote the culture of traditional Chinese medicine, Mr. Qi is also ready to go out and break his principle of not asking for others.

Yang Fan looked at the old man in front of him and was silent, because it was the first time that he found from the eyes of an old man that was not inferior to the young man's persistent eyes.

"Isn't it disgusting that the salary is less, I can add it. As long as you come, I promise to cultivate you with my heart. Mr. Qi said.

"No... It's not..."Yang Fan shook his head and said, and then he said sincerely, "Mr. Qi, can you wait for me for a month?"

"Why wait a month?" Qi Longan interjected.

"Because, my part-time job is due in one month. Yang Fan touched his head and said.

"Part-time? What part-time job? Since it's a part-time job, just tell the manager to quit. Anyway, I don't have a contract for a part-time job, and I can't make a lot of money. Qi Longan suggested out loud that he didn't understand Yang Fan's approach.

"I work part-time at a convenience store. Speaking of which, Yang Fan's mind came to mind when he met the store manager for the first time, the store manager saw that he was embarrassed and directly gave himself the opportunity to work part-time, and the scene where the store manager comforted himself because he was in a hurry for the first part-time job, he laughed and continued, "This is not a question of making money or not, since I promised the store manager to do it for a full month, I must do it full, this is a matter of integrity." ”

After finishing speaking, he said to Mr. Qi sincerely, "If the old man can wait for me for a month, I will come after my part-time job, if not, then forget it." ”

After listening to Yang Fan's reasoning, Mr. Qi asked solemnly: "Aren't you afraid of losing this opportunity? Are you not afraid of me changing your hexagram? Yang Fan, Xiaoyou, you have thought about it, if you want to be my student in China, you can fill all the shops on this street." Speaking of the last sentence, a domineering and confident spirit emerged in the old man.

Yang Fan looked at the old man, he was telling the truth in his heart, he was also fighting between heaven and man. He judged the old man's extraordinaryness from the customer's name and eyes, and he also understood that the old man would definitely do what he said.

"I'm sorry, sir, I still choose to work part-time at a convenience store, because, being a man requires gratitude. Yang Fan bowed his head and apologized.

Yang Fan is undoubtedly a sensual animal, because he is a lonely person, and a lonely person cherishes the person who is good to him even more. The store manager pulled him when he needed it most, although it may be a trivial matter in the store manager's heart, but in Yang Fan's heart, he can remember it for a lifetime. Yang Fan didn't know what tone he rejected the old gentleman in front of him, but he didn't regret it in his heart!

"Hahahaha" Mr. Qi Lian laughed, he looked at Yang Fan and said three words, "Okay, good." ”

Qi Longan was stunned at this time, he couldn't understand Yang Fan's thoughts. It is the dream of countless people to be their grandfather's student, but the young man in front of him gave up because of the so-called ethereal honesty and gratitude.

Old Mr. Qi glanced at Qi Longan's incomprehensible expression because of Yang Fan's refusal, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and then he said

"Okay, I'll wait for you for a month. ”

When he finished saying this, he felt that the obsession in his heart to change the young man's view of Chinese medicine had lessened a lot. After he finished speaking, he patted Yang Fan's shoulder again, and without looking at Qi Longan again, he walked out of the pharmacy like that. At this time, Mr. Qi just wanted to find a restaurant and make an appointment with his friends to have a few glasses of wine happily.

"Well, this work has met the review conditions of our group. A gloomy man shared Yang Fan's "Looking Up at the Stars" to the QQ group, and then typed it.

"Consent"

"Seconded"

Not long after that QQ group, more than a dozen QQ group members seconded it.

"I went and sent him an invitation. The pale-faced man continued to type, his face even darker.

"Damn mentally handicapped readers and editors, you don't know anything about appreciating a good work, and you can immerse yourself in those little white routines written by the mentally handicapped all day long. Hahahahaha"

The gloomy man said as he couldn't control his emotions and laughed.

The QQ group page on the computer screen is constantly flashing with cursed and disappointed sentences.

The name of that QQ group is called

League of Losers.