Elder Qi inspected the herbs sent by Tang Qinqin.

"Yes, it's in good condition," he sniffed the herbs under his nose from time to time, feeling the dryness and wetness of the herbs with his hands.

"Yo, Gastrodia!" When he opened the next bag, Qi Lao couldn't help but exclaim.

He had seen more good medicinal materials, but he didn't expect his little apprentice to have such skills.

He knew that the herbs she had sent had grown herself.

There are not many gastrodia harvested, and Tang Qinqin is still in the preliminary exploration stage of how to improve its germination rate, and it is far from reaching mass production.

But one of these medicinal materials is one copy, and the medicinal properties are far from most similar medicinal materials on the market.

Dendrobium is also a delicate little princess, which needs to be carefully served, and its growth rate is extremely slow, Tang Qinqin currently has no better means to maintain its medicinal properties and "promote the seedlings".

Simply by its own temperament, it just cultivated more seedlings of Dendrobium officinale to create a suitable environment for it to grow in the back mountain.

Qi Lao was very satisfied with the little apprentice's treatment of medicinal materials, and he was also very satisfied with the quality of these medicinal materials. In addition to being happy, he waved his hand and said that he would take his little apprentice with him.

Usually, it is natural for patients to come to seek medical treatment by themselves, but now the person who Qi Lao wants to see a doctor is a little special.

He is an eighty or ninety-year-old veteran, who has marched forward bravely and fearlessly without fear of life and death on the front line of artillery fire, like thousands of soldiers who defend the territory and honor of the motherland.

The shells exploded in front of him, and countless shrapnel entered his body, and although many of them were removed after timely surgery, the remaining shrapnel in his body still tormented him from time to time, and his body was full of terrible scars.

Now, as he gets older, his body is weaker, and the hidden dangers left in his body are even more unscrupulous - the shrapnel in his lungs makes him prone to pulmonary edema and difficulty breathing once he catches a cold; The shrapnel in his head gave him headaches from time to time; The leg that had been shot began to develop frequent edema, and together with the foot, together with another healthy leg, it was almost three times thicker.

What's more painful is that because of his age, he is full of illness and gradually weakening his immunity, and he is also infected with "snake around the waist", which is medically known as shingles, which can make the patient unbearable pain.

Qi Lao told Tang Qinqin the details of some patients on the road, but no matter which symptom she had, she was not able to solve it yet.

Qi Lao brought her here, and he mainly had the mind of testing and inspecting her recent learning results.

"After a while, you can prescribe your own medicine, and I'll see how it goes." Elder Qi instructed.

"Okay master." Although he was a little apprehensive in his heart, Tang Qinqin still obediently responded.

The car came to a small farm yard and stopped.

It was summer, a harmonious rural scene, a few simple bungalows, a neat vegetable garden, a clean chicken pen and duck pen, all kinds of fruit trees planted in front of and behind the house, and a big yellow dog barking at the door.

Next to the big yellow dog, an old man sitting in a rocking chair under a tree to enjoy the cool is the object of this visit.

Qi Lao obviously came a few times, the two were very familiar, the old man patted the head of the big yellow dog, it looked at the person a few times unwillingly, and warned a few times in its throat, before closing its mouth and curling up quietly beside the old man.

Tang Qinqin noticed that the old man's hands, with thick joints and stiff fingers, did not seem to be very flexible, and seemed to be caused by overwork.

"Brother Bao, you look pretty good today!" Qi Lao smiled and stepped forward to say hello.

He was more than ten years younger than the old man in front of him, but he unexpectedly chatted very much, and he hated to see each other late, and he was already called a brother.

"Oops! Brother Qi! You're here! The old man held on to the armrest of the rocking chair to stand up, but Qi Lao hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Brother, you can just sit, the weather is good, it's still cool here, just see you here later, and then move the position if you need to."

Tang Qinqin saw that the two brothers were chatting affectionately, and he didn't feel like talking when he was standing, so he had to step forward obediently and say hello to the old man.

"Hello, Grandpa Bao."

"Okay, hello, this is also your apprentice, right?" The old man agreed with a kind smile and looked at Qi Lao.

Qi Lao had also brought his apprentice before, so the old man had this guess.

"Well, my little apprentice. Take her to see you today. Qi Lao said with a little pride.

"Come here," the old man beckoned, called Tang Qinqin to his eyes, and put two peaches in Tang Qinqin's palm.

"You can taste the fruit on your own tree." Looking at the peaches in the palm of his hand, and then at the old man's slightly pale but kind smile, Tang Qinqin only felt heavy in his heart.

Handed down this simple but sincere gift from the old man, "Thank you, Grandpa Bao." ”

"You're welcome, good boy, come and sit."

Qi Lao pressed down the old man who was about to get up to greet him, and handed a horse to Tang Qinqin.

"Sit here, I'll show you Grandpa Bao later."

Tang Qinqin looked at the old man's face.

Maybe he was suffering from illness, or he was used to living a hard life, and the old man was very thin. The face is full of traces of time, the complexion is relatively dark, the sparse gray hair is trimmed neatly, and the lens of the eyes is a little cloudy, but when looking at people, it is easy to feel kindness and kindness.

There is a dark blue bruise on the brow bone above the left eye, which should be a sign of a blister.

The old man sat in a rocking chair with a folded blanket on his legs, but one of his legs was swollen as he could see through his exposed ankles.

"Brother Bao, have you taken your medicine on time recently?" When his little apprentice tried to prescribe medicine, Qi Lao was not idle, and hurried to chat with the old man.

He especially likes to listen to old people tell stories about the past, especially stories from the battlefield.

Never get tired of hearing it.

Moreover, he respects this newly recognized big brother very much.

After reading the basic situation of the old man, Tang Qinqin secretly pondered the prescription for the symptoms in his heart.

I also took a pen and wrote on the notebook while reciting words.

Qi Lao Yuguang saw it and raised his eyebrows.

Heh, this is homework?

The old man sat for a while and looked at Qi Lao: "Brother, accompany my brother and let me kill a game?" ”

"Hahaha, okay, is the chessboard in the old place?"

"yes, still on the table next to the TV in the house."

He brought a Go board and cleaned up the table beside the old man and set it up.

"Come on, Brother Bao, see if I've made any progress lately."

"It's still a stinky chess basket ......"

"Brother, this time I will hold the sunspot, and you will hold the white."

"You kid, you can't win against me......

The two of them fought one by one at the table, and Tang Qinqin was scratching his ears and cheeks a little here.

It is not that there are ready-made symptomatic prescriptions, but any medicine is prescribed according to the patient's own situation, and it cannot be copied without brains, and the difficulty is here.