Not only An Youjie felt strange, but An Qiliang also felt strange.

But he didn't think much about it, and after taking another look at the little guy, he went back to prescribe medicine.

And An Youjie didn't believe in evil, he carefully checked his little guy again, until the little guy turned pale and thought he had some incurable disease, and then he stopped.

I thought that maybe the purpose of this exam was to see the level of the simplest disease.

How to say that, the simplest thing is the hardest.

In addition, the time was almost up, and An Youjie didn't have time to hesitate, so he sat down with his robe and used what he had learned all his life to open a prescription.

Although there are many prescriptions for treating headaches and brain fever in the world, An Youjie believes that his prescription is definitely the best! It is definitely possible to make the patient heal in the shortest possible time!

When he finished writing the recipe, Shen Jiaojiao happened to finish eating a cup of tea.

Looking at the recipe handed over by the two, Shen Jiaojiao glanced at it, and did not say who won and who lost, but handed it to the little guy in front of her.

"Tell you to pick up the medicine, which recipe do you use?"

"Huh?"

The little guy was startled, and didn't understand why Shen Jiaojiao asked herself this question.

The An family father and son also felt strange.

This is related to the selection of disciples by the Medicine King Valley, how can a little guy decide whether they go or stay?

An Qiliang is okay, he didn't have much hope for his level, and he was angry just now, so he deliberately went against his father.

An Youjie is different, his desire to enter the Medicine King Valley is so strong, how can he accept such a carefully prepared prescription, and in the end, a small guy will decide whether to win or lose?

"Divine doctor, he doesn't understand medicine at all, it doesn't seem appropriate to let him judge, right?" Looking at Shen Jiaojiao, An Youjie put forward his opinion.

Shen Jiaojiao smiled faintly, "Since it is a prescription for him, he is naturally qualified to take a look." ”

"Yes." For such a thing as making trouble for his old man, An Qiliang naturally would not miss it.

He looked at the little guy, "Don't be afraid, let's be honest, whose pharmacy do you like?" ”

Glancing at his son, An Youjie also solemnly instructed the little servant, "Tell the truth!" ”

The little guy looked up at his two masters, then at Shen Jiaojiao, and saw that several people were asking him to tell the truth, so he swallowed his saliva and looked at the two prescriptions carefully.

It took a long time to muster up the courage to choose one of them.

An Youjie hurriedly took the prescription he had chosen, and the corners of his mouth were already smiling, feeling that he must have won.

But when he glanced at the prescription, he was dumbfounded.

An Qiliang, who had no hope for himself, felt strange after seeing his father's face.

So he reached out and took another prescription that was not selected in the hand of the little guy, glanced at it, and was also surprised.

The one who was eliminated turned out to be his father's prescription!

The two looked at each other, and both felt ridiculous.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, An Youjie looked at Shen Jiaojiao, "I think it's more appropriate for you to choose this prescription, he is a subordinate, how can he know the quality of the prescription?" ”

Shen Jiaojiao shook her head and looked directly at An Youjie, "No one knows better than a patient which prescription is suitable for him." ”

"Lord An, I'm sorry, you lost."

"How is this possible?!" As a Taiyi Ling, An Youjie has practiced medicine all his life, and he has been a genius in medicine since he was a child, and he has his own pride in medicine.

How could he bear to lose?!

It's just a matter of losing, and you have to let him lose convincingly!

Compared with his prescription, An Qiliang's prescription on the bad street is not worth mentioning, how can he beat him?!

Seeing that his father was devastated, An Qiliang couldn't help but look at Shen Jiaojiao, "My father's prescription is indeed better than mine, do you want to stop reading it?" ”

Shen Jiaojiao sighed and looked at An Youjie, "Lord An, maybe you can ask your little guy to see why he didn't choose your prescription." ”

An Youjie then looked at the little guy.

Before he could speak, the little guy knelt down in fright, "My lord, your prescription must be a good prescription, but the villain can't choose it!" ”

"Why?" An Youjie felt ridiculous, "Who stopped you from letting you choose?" ”

"No one stopped me, but ......" The little guy paused, closed his eyes and told the truth, "But your medicine, the villain can't afford it......"

"This ......" An Youjie was stunned for a moment, "That's the reason?" ”

"Hmm."

Shen Jiaojiao saw that things were almost over, so she waved her hand to let the little girl retreat, and then looked at An Qiliang, "No matter how good your prescription is, patients can't afford it, isn't it useless?" ”

"An Qiliang's recipe is simple, but practical."

"The medical skills of the Medicine King Valley are not for the Heavenly Family, and they are not suitable for you."

An Youjie was silent for a moment, and then sighed, "Since that's the case, then I'm not obsessed." ”

"It's just ......" Looking at his son, An Youjie was a little uneasy, "I'm afraid he will disappoint you." ”

"Daddy......" An Qiliang was aggrieved.

Shen Jiaojiao glanced at An Qiliang, remembered the scene when he grabbed the medicine yesterday, and smiled, "No." ”

An Qiliang didn't expect that he would try it at random, and he would defeat his father, worship under the name of Medicine King Valley, and become Shen Jiaojiao's junior brother.

Because of Shen Jiaojiao's trust in him, since then, An Qiliang has seriously followed Shen Jiaojiao to learn medical skills.

At the beginning, An Youjie thought that An Qiliang was hot for three minutes again, but time passed day by day, and An Qiliang proved with practical actions that Shen Jiaojiao's choice was right.

He does have talent, he is willing to work hard, and he is improving rapidly.

It's just that it didn't take long for Shen Jiaojiao to suddenly marry Fu Ti, and then she rarely appeared.

But the occasional mention is enough to benefit him a lot.

Later, seeing that An Qiliang's medical skills were gradually improving, Shen Jiaojiao also gave him a sum of money and asked him to buy Shourentang and run it himself.

An Qiliang didn't expect that he really had a talent for business.

Not only did Shourentang open all over Daqing, but also rapidly expanded other industries and became a famous noble son in Daqing.

Gradually, An Youjie also changed his attitude towards him, and from time to time he would come to him for medical skills, and no one regarded him as a waste second ancestor.

And all these changes are because of Shen Jiaojiao.

It can be said that if there was no Shen Jiaojiao at the beginning, he probably wouldn't know where he was now.

In the past four years, he knows better than anyone how smart Shen Jiaojiao is, how hard she has worked, and how difficult she has been.

A person who lives so hard, he doesn't want to drag her down.

He couldn't help but want to open his mouth to let her go, but when he saw his father again, he clenched his fists.

His own life didn't matter, he could not do it.

But his father's life ......

Looking at Shen Jiaojiao in the distance, and then at his father beside him, An Qiliang closed his eyes in pain.

He was so worried that he spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.