Chapter Seventy-Three: Isn't Free Fragrant?

Duan Tian and Jing Jiangxue looked at the voice at the same time, and saw a man who couldn't tell his age, with a scruffy beard and messy hair, but his eyes were bright and full of rebelliousness.

"Brother, this is Dr. Hu Shilin."

Jing Jiangxue introduced to Duan Tian, "The owner of this medical hall."

Duan Tian took two steps and stretched out his right hand.

"Doctor Hu, hello, my name is Duan Tian!"

Hu Shilin didn't even look at Duan Tian, let alone shake hands, he opened a partition by himself, walked into the main seat of the medical hall, and prepared to receive patients

Duan Tian smiled slightly, withdrew his hand, and didn't care, but Jing Jiangxue's pretty face flashed with displeasure.

"Doctor Hu, yesterday we said Wan, why did we change our hexagram today?"

Jing Jiangxue is very disdainful of the behavior of sitting on the ground and starting the price: "The market price of your medical hall is less than 60 million, and I don't know when there will be a buyer."

"Now that I've bought it for 10,000 cash, what are you not satisfied with?"

"With one word, you will change from ten thousand to billion, do you think that there was a strong wind yesterday and brought me a room of money?"

"Love to buy or not!"

Hu Shilin was very simple: 10,000 is yesterday's price, 100 million today, I am in charge of my hospital."

"Of course, I'm not an unreasonable person who is too expensive, and I'll give you a free road."

Hu Shilin's face was expressionless: "Cure your lover, the hospital will give it away for free."

Jing Jiangxue's voice rose one degree: "You call this reasonable? The major hospitals are helpless, and if you let my brother be treated, it will be almost difficult for the strong."

"Nonsense! Give money or heal people."

Hu Shilin looked impatient: "Or, get out!"

It's weird.

Jing Jiangxue has been in the mall for a long time, and has experienced countless negotiations, and it is the first time that Xiang has repeated it like this, and his chest trembled with anger.

"Sister Xue, you misunderstood!"

Duan Tianyi grabbed Jing Jiangxue, who was about to open his mouth to fight back, and persuaded: "The Centennial Medical Hall has a brilliant reputation, and I will take over as a junior with no name, if I don't learn the arts, I will harm many people."

"Doctor Hu is insatiable on the surface, and the lion speaks, but in fact, he is really benevolent and considerate of the people, which Duan Tian admires."

Hu Shilin's expression froze, he looked up at Duan Tian, and then turned back to continue his preparations, a middle-aged woman was already sitting in front of him, her nose was screaming, and she was retching from time to time. The woman stretched out her right hand and placed it on the pulse pillow.

"The art of detecting people is a bit level."

"But the opening of the museum to treat diseases is not a test of words, you must have real skills."

As Hu Shilin spoke, he gave the middle-aged woman a pulse, and after about a minute, he let go of his hand and wrote a prescription on a piece of paper.

"Wind and cold hurt people's skin surface, originally it should be cold and fever without sweating, but now the sweat comes out and fever, the bad wind is incomprehensible, and there is nasal sound, dryness, it is because the body is not solid, the guard qi leaks out, the camp yin cannot be guarded, and the lungs and stomach are out of harmony, so it is a false evidence."

Duan Tian's face was calm and he said, "You said she was a wind chill, right?"

Hu Shilin's movements in his hand were sluggish again, and he looked at Duan Tian again.

Unbelievable.

Even the patient didn't read it, but he directly told the illness and ancient books.

He gently lowered the prescription: "I've read a few books, but it's not enough!"

Stars flashed in Jing Jiangxue's eyes, and Hu Shilin's words and deeds proved that his words were good.

"Okay, go on."

Duan Tian opened his mouth lightly, without emotion: "Three taels of cinnamon branches (peeled), three taels of peony, three taels of ginger, twelve jujubes (broken), and two taels of licorice."

"A dose of cinnamon soup, reconcile the camp guards."

"Although this prescription is only medicine, it is strictly compatible, scattered and supplemented, and is the leader of Zhongjing Qun's prescriptions."

Before the words fell, Hu Shilin's expression froze into a photo.

What he wrote on the prescription was exactly the same as what Duan Tian said, and the medicinal materials and dosage were exactly the same.

Several patients in line saw the situation and knew that Duan Tian was right, and they all became curious about this young man.

Young and promising, with such high medical attainments.

Hu Shilin clenched his hands into fists: "Disrespectful!"

His mouth became polite, but his temperament was full of warlike intent.

He is a genius, he entered the doctor with literature, and became one of the three major doctors in Xingcheng with four songs, and now he meets an opponent, how can he not be excited.

Hu Shilin invited the old man who looked to be in his nineties to sit down, the old man was a handful of people, but he looked very restless, as if he was about to hit someone at any time.

Hu Shilin clasped his fingers and veins, his eyes were closed, carefully pondering the old man's situation, and after about ten minutes, he raised his hand and wrote out a prescription, then stood up and made a gesture of invitation to Duan Tian: "Please, Grandpa Wang!"

Duan Tian smiled slightly, didn't sit down, and spoke slowly.

"Less yin disease, troubled heart, not to lie down; The evil fire attacks inside, the heat hurts the yin blood, and the pus and blood are lowered."

"You can give Grandpa Wang a dose of Coptis Ejiao soup to calm his nerves, and he should be able to sleep well."

Then Duan Tian gave a prescription for the dosage: "Four taels of Coptis chinensis, two taels of skullcap, two taels of peony, three taels of Ejiao, and two pieces of chicken yellow."

The winner is already clear.

Hu Shilin's pulse lasted for ten minutes, and Duan Tian had a direct insight into it.

Hu Shilin's arrogance and disdain vanished in an instant, and all that remained was admiration.

While looking for a doctor from Duan Tian, the patient at the scene called the old neighbor and said that a little miracle doctor had come to Xuanji Pavilion.

Duan Tian sat down on the main seat and treated them one by one. His reception speed is very fast, most of them are to tell the condition at a glance, and then write out the prescription in a targeted manner.

Hu Shilin looked at the crowded medical hall, as if he had returned to the time when he was a child, and couldn't help but act as a deputy, busy dispensing and grabbing medicine.

Two hours later, the patient gradually dispersed, Duan Tian took a glass of water handed over by Jing Jiangxue and drank it, and finally was able to kick his breath.

At this time, Hu Shilin walked up to Duan Tian and bowed deeply:

"Mr. is highly talented, far better than the next, the opening of the museum and the establishment of a doctor, the blessing of the people!"

Since Cheng Baiwen and his wife died of illness one after another, and Cheng Shilan lost his sight due to illness, Hu Shilin blamed himself for not studying medicine from his father in his early years, and several old people passed away one after another, but he was helpless, and he wanted to go to heaven to find his ancestors to study medicine several times in guilt.

"Hospital, take 20 million!"

"10,000 surgeries are enough for my husband and wife for the rest of their lives."

Jing Jiangxue smiled, not only because he saved 20 million dollars, but also because Duan Tian was recognized and respected by Hu Shilin.

If you want a genius like Hu Shilin to be convinced, it's difficult!

Duan Tian bowed down to help Hu Shilin up, with a wicked smile on his face.

"Money, I'm not going to give it out!"

"Isn't it fragrant for free?"

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