After sending Xu Qianqian to the high-speed rail, Li Xuedong stopped waving, shrugged his shoulders, and suddenly sighed, it seems that if you want to eat Xu Qianqian's cooking again in the future, you have to go to Yanjing.

Yanjing is a good place, and he will go there if he has the chance.

Li Xuedong put his hands in his pockets, glanced in the direction of Yanjing, and then walked out of the train station with the flow of people.

As soon as he walked out of the Jiangzhou train station, Li Xuedong was about to take the bus to the medical school when the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

took out his mobile phone and looked at the name displayed on it, and couldn't help but be stunned, but he still quickly connected the phone: "Hello, I'm Li Xuedong." ”

"Mr. Li, I'm Fan Wenzhong, do you remember me?" a tough old man's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Of course I remember, did Fan Lao have anything to do with me?" asked Li Xuedong politely.

Speaking of Fan Wenzhong, he is a well-known figure in the Jiangzhou medical community, and even appeared on Huaxia TV as a special guest on a Chinese medicine program.

This old Mr. Fan Wenzhong's personality is also quite eccentric, and the consultation fees charged for helping people see a doctor also vary from person to person, sometimes hundreds of thousands of consultation fees are charged just for acupuncture, and sometimes they are tired for a few days but symbolically charge the other party ten yuan for the consultation, and even sometimes go to the local place for free consultation, leaving a good story.

"Is there some small thing that I want to trouble you Mr. Li to help, I don't know if it's inconvenient now?"

Fan Wenzhong's tone was extremely polite, and he did not pose as an elder because Li Xuedong was young, but because Li Xuedong could identify the legendary Zimu ginseng at a glance before, he looked at Li Xuedong differently, and even wanted to ask Li Xuedong how to identify herbs and medicines.

"As long as Fan Lao is in need, I have time at any time. ”

Li Xuedong has a lot of respect for this old Chinese medicine doctor who is a leader in the medical field in Jiangzhou.

After learning that Li Xuedong was willing to come to help, Fan Wenzhong was extremely pleased, and he asked Li Xuedong to go to the Chinese medicine hall of the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou Medical College as soon as possible.

The Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou Medical College is one of the three major hospitals in Jiangzhou, along with Jiangzhou People's Hospital and Jiangzhou Central Hospital, although the first two have advantages in Western medicine. However, in terms of traditional Chinese medicine, the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou Medical College can be said to be unique, especially with the old Chinese medicine doctor Fan Wenzhong in charge, and his status is even more transcendent.

In fact, to put it another way, Fan Wenzhong alone has promoted the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou Medical College to the same status as Jiangzhou People's Hospital and Jiangzhou Central Hospital, which shows the depth of Fan Wenzhong's influence in Jiangzhou City.

Listening to Fan Wenzhong's tone as if he was very eager, Li Xuedong did not dare to slack off, and rushed to the Chinese medicine hall of the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou Medical College as quickly as possible.

Seeing Li Xuedong appear, Fan Wenzhong, who was dressed in a white coat, hurriedly got up to greet him: "Mr. Li, I'm really sorry to call you over suddenly." ”

"Old Fan, you can call me Mr. Li, I really can't afford it, just call me Xuedong. Fan Wenzhong was already at an advanced age, and he was called Mr. Li by him, which made Li Xuedong feel extremely embarrassed.

"Okay, then I'll call you Xuedong from now on. ”

Fan Wenzhong is also a cheerful person, patted Li Xuedong's shoulder and smiled: "Xuedong, I called you over today to ask you for a favor, I know that you are very talented in distinguishing medicinal materials, and I just need you to do me a favor today." ”

As he spoke, Fan Wenzhong pulled Li Xuedong into the inner room of the Chinese medicine hall.

There was a bed in the inner room, and on the bed lay an old man with a bandage on his right calf, dripping with blood.

"Old Fan, this old gentleman is ......," Li Xuedong asked with a puzzled look.

Fan Wenzhong introduced the situation of the old man on the hospital bed to Li Xuedong: "He is a nearby villager who accidentally broke his leg bone when he went up the mountain to collect medicine, and he should have gone to see a Western doctor, but no one can believe this old man, so he has to ask me to help him heal." The Chinese medicine he collected was put in a basket, and it was mixed with different species, some of which I had never even seen, I thought Li ...... Xuedong, you are quite talented in distinguishing herbs, so I asked you to come over and take a look and help me pick out the herbs in the basket......"

Li Xuedong didn't listen to Fan Wenzhong's words, but walked directly to the old man's side, examined his leg injury, and his eyes bloomed with abnormal light.

Because Li Xuedong found that the old man's leg injury was almost exactly the same as his mother's leg injury due to a car accident.

The Divine Bone Patch has been boiled out, and it is time to verify whether it is curative or not!

After checking the old man's leg injury, Li Xuedong got up and walked to Fan Wenzhong's side, and said in a respectful tone: "Old Fan, can you trouble you to come out?"

Fan Wenzhong saw Li Xuedong's eyes shining, nodded, and walked out with him.

Li Xuedong took out a divine bone sticker from his pocket, handed it to Fan Wenzhong and said, "Old Fan, this is a plaster I made myself, which is specifically for broken bones and leg injuries, can you put it on the old man's leg wounds for me." ”

Li Xuedong knew that the old gentleman trusted Fan Wenzhong very much, and if he took out the plaster, the other party would definitely not agree.

But if Fan Wenzhong is asked to post it, then the old gentleman will definitely agree.

"It's not a big problem, but the ingredients of this ointment ......"

Fan Wenzhong didn't dare to give medicine to patients easily, not to mention plasters of unknown origin, which could cause a catastrophe if he was not careful.

"Fan Lao, you can rest assured, the ingredients of the ointment are absolutely not poisonous, they are all made of precious herbs, if you don't believe it, I can stand with you in the hospital until it has an effect." Li Xuedong patted his chest confidently and assured.

Fan Wenzhong took the plaster and sniffed it, but he didn't smell the abnormal ingredients.

In fact, with decades of experience in traditional Chinese medicine, Fan Wenzhong can basically know what kind of herb is formulated by smelling the ingredients of the ointment.

When he smelled it just now, he had already judged more than a dozen flavors of Chinese medicine in his heart, but one was more special, it was the weeds rich in aura that Li Xuedong had picked.

Of course, there is also a true qi of Li Xuedong contained in the ointment, which is naturally extraordinary.

After a little hesitation, Fan Wenzhong finally nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try for you." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Fan!"

Li Xuedong immediately bowed deeply towards Fan Wenzhong.

Seeing that Li Xuedong actually made such a big gift, Fan Wenzhong couldn't help but show a look of surprise, just to help put a dose of medicine patch, but he found a different expression on Li Xuedong's face, as if the people lying inside were not old villagers, but his parents.

Fan Wenzhong turned around and walked into the inner room, explained a few words to the old gentleman, and then untied the bandage, put the divine bone on the heat, and slowly applied it to the wound.

Li Xuedong stood outside with a nervous expression, clenching his fists, listening to the movement in the inner room with his ears pricked up, and even felt that his heart was pounding.