Chapter 89: What is the Mantle of Inheritance..................

Lin Xiaojun paid the fare, walked into the Xuehai bookstore, inquired with the salesman at the door, and went straight to the area of medical books.

At this time, there were not many people in the bookstore, even fewer people in the medicine area, only a pedantic old man standing in front of the bookcase and looking at something.

Lin Xiaojun followed the marks on the bookcase, found the necessary books for himself, looked through the books, and got up, there are a few medicinal properties of traditional Chinese medicine, Lin Xiaojun wants to decide again, Yang Huaijun's flesh - the injuries in the body are very troublesome, and the physical performance of early menstruation is 100% messed up under the suppression of analgesics, nothing more than I don't know what the reason is but there is no death, there should also be masters who are regulating Yang Huaijun's body, and the power of the Yang family behind Yang Huaijun is not allowed to be underestimated.

"Young man, do you like Chinese medicine?" I don't know what year and month, the old man with a pedantic appearance had already walked to Lin Xiaojun's vicinity, looking at the book in Lin Xiaojun's hand, and asked suddenly.

"A little bit of research." Lin Xiaojun smiled and nodded at this pedantic and respectful old man.

"The guy is a protégé of a similar medical college?" The old man didn't have the idea of letting go, so he continued to ask.

"No, I'm a protégé of Matsuyama No. 1 High School." Lin Xiaojun replied casually. He actually doesn't have a bad feeling for the old man, and he can see that the old man is the kind of person who delves into knowledge, if it is the kind of person who uses a partner to achieve certain goals, Lin Xiaojun is too lazy to say a word.

"Oh? High school student? The old man was a little surprised when he heard Lin Xiaojun's words, the current young people have very few early periods that are interested in traditional Chinese medicine! If it is said that the protégés of the medical school are taking the exam in order to take the exam, but there are those who come to the bookstore to check some materials, but they are not interested in Chinese medicine. Guan Xuemin has been looking for a closed apprentice who can inherit his mantle all these years, but it has never been effective. I didn't think that this time in the bookstore, I met a high school student who was interested in Chinese medicine.

There are many protégés of the School of Medical Sciences who study Chinese medicine, but most of the protégés are oriented to Western medicine, and learning Chinese medicine is nothing more than to broaden their academic scope, and they have never thought of taking Chinese medicine as a miracle and scientific research purpose in the future, which makes Guan Xuemin very worried.

If you feel that Western medicine is stronger than Chinese medicine, what can you talk about inheriting the mantle?

"Young man, do you think that my Chinese medicine is still the same as Western medicine?" Guan Xuemin couldn't help but ask.

"Each has its own strengths, except that I am more inclined to Chinese medicine." Lin Xiaojun closed the book in his hand, picked up the book on the side, and looked at the materials he had planned to check and get up: "Western treatment of the standard, Chinese treatment, in some environments, the treatment of the symptoms is the ability to cure the root, but the innocent treatment of the symptoms is ineffective, and it is by no means meritorious." ”

Although Lin Xiaojun's words are a bit ambiguous, they authentically mention the inside of Guan Xuemin's heart! He is by no means a die-hard member of Chinese medicine, on the contrary, he also has a very deep study of Western medicine, both of which have their own merits, sacrificing their weaknesses and learning from their strengths, and their talents to help the world and save people.

"Young man, are you interested in applying for medical school?" Guan Xuemin had the idea of loving talents, and the more he looked at Lin Xiaojun, the more he thought he was watched.

"This one...... Haven't looked at it yet...... It depends on what the family thinks. Lin Xiaojun actually hasn't thought about it, which college he applies for is definitely not his own decision, it is what Lao Han and Chu Pengzhan say. If this era is covered by the roll, let alone the work of the academy, it will be back in the mountains.

"If so......" Guan Xuemin was a little desperate after listening to Lin Xiaojun's words, but he was still a little unironed and took out a hand thorn from the money bag and handed it to Lin Xiaojun: "Young man, this is my hand thorn, you can discuss it with your parents when you return, if you deliberately study medicine, I can give you some transportation procedures, and I still have this authority." ”

Lin Xiaojun listened to Guan Xuemin's words, and took the card he handed over with a little surprise.

Dean of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Songshan Medical University, Guan Xuemin.

Seeing Guan Xuemin's status, Lin Xiaojun has no doubts about his so-called words, not to mention the dean of a university within a university, or the head of a department in a university, and his authority is also very great.

"Thank you." Although Lin Xiaojun had no plans to study medicine, he still collected his hand thorns quite regularly.

"Of course, if you have any questions from the perspective of Chinese medicine, you can also beat my Hotline." Guan Xuemin spoke. Although he has not reached his own goal, he still hopes that Lin Xiaojun can contact his own family more.

"Okay, Dean Guan." Lin Xiaojun clicked the board.

Guan Xuemin should have something else to do, took a few selected books, and separated first, leaving Lin Xiaojun alone to continue to consult the materials.

Lin Xiaojun didn't take this little episode seriously, when it comes to medical skills, who can compare with his old man? It is rumored that when the old man was not old, he arbitrarily tutored a small Chinese medicine doctor, and after the results, the little Chinese medicine doctor became a generation of famous doctors.

Of course, this is only what Lin Xiaojun heard after the old man drank once, and it is true or false. However, Lin Xiaojun has really learned a lot from the old man over the years.

After finding out what he was going to do, Lin Xiaojun put the books back, and now there is no need to buy the books and return them, and take these books back to the school, but I am afraid that due to the attention of many people, to this day, Lin Xiaojun still wants to hide a little bit of people.

However, I am afraid that Lin Xiaojun will not be able to hide it at this time, because Lin Xiaojun's Taifu has spread all over the campus since the beginning of the day's exercises.

When returning to the house, Lin Xiaojun bought a pancake fruit from a stall on the side of the road to fill his stomach.

Lin Xiaojun went straight back to the class and saw Chu Mengyao and Chen Yushu both sitting in their seats, still looking at the cartoon of "Joyful and Big Big Wolf". When he entered the house, Chen Yushu raised his eyes and glanced at himself, and stabbed Chu Mengyao with his finger.

Chu Mengyao raised her eyelids, but returned to the MP4 in her hand. Lin Xiaojun ignored them and returned to his seat.

"Hey, Yaoyao, Brother Wrigley is back, look at the image and haven't been poisoned by any inhuman poison!" Chen Yushu has watched too much of the romance and thinks that the people who have entered the police station come out of the city to shed their skin.

"Hmph, is Song Lingshan's chick willing to look like him? If it comes out so quickly, it will be released by her. Chu Mengyao pursed her lips, as if she was a little worried about Lin Xiaojun returning from the police station so quickly.

"Hey...... Yaoyao, you said that it is impossible for the other generation to be in the police station, right? Chen Yushu's sinister utopia.