After Fan Wenzhong asked Li Xuedong about his perception of traditional Chinese medicine, the more he talked, the more frightened he became, and the more he talked, the more he felt that the young man's understanding of traditional Chinese medicine had reached an unbelievable level. Dust↑ ↓ Literature ↙ Net

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fan Wenzhong would have even thought that he was the reincarnation of the King of Chinese Medicine, otherwise how could he have such a thorough understanding of Chinese medicine.

Until eight o'clock in the evening, Sun Jing saw that the two had been chatting all day, and hurriedly walked over and said, "Grandpa, Xuedong, you have been chatting for nearly ten hours, let's stop here today, anyway, there is still time in the future." ”

After Sun Jing said this, Fan Wenzhong hurriedly turned his head to look out of the pharmacy window, and sure enough, he saw the dark night, and the street lamp on the side of the road that emitted dim light.

"Haha, it's been so long, I thought it was only a few hours. ”

It is rare to meet a bosom friend, Fan Wenzhong immediately raised his head and laughed, the laughter was both grateful and gratifying, and there was infinite expectation.

Li Xuedong looked down at his mobile phone, and when he saw that it was already eight o'clock in the evening, he couldn't help but sigh that this conversation was simply wonderful.

Li Xuedong almost poured out the knowledge he had learned from the ancient medicine of the Eight Walls in the past few days, which was not only to help Fan Wenzhong solve some knowledge of Chinese medicine, but also to help Li Xuedong regain the knowledge of the ancient medicine of the Eight Walls.

Since these conversations, Fan Wenzhong's attainments in the field of traditional Chinese medicine have become more mellow and his reputation has become more and more resounding.

Of course, this is the next story, now Sun Jing and Zhang Luo want to book a table of wine in the hotel, so that these two old friends can fill their stomachs, and by the way, add a few drinks.

Fan Wenzhong felt that this arrangement was very good, and he happened to ask Li Xuedong some questions at the banquet.

"Grandpa, you really want to exhaust Xuedong to death!"

Seeing that Fan Wenzhong was going to ask Li Xuedong a question about traditional Chinese medicine, Sun Jing suddenly pouted and said with some dissatisfaction: "You just asked a question, and he just talked about it for half an hour, and I was tired watching from the side." ”

"Alas, the woman is not staying!"

At first, Fan Wenzhong felt that the age difference between Sun Jing and Li Xuedong was a little big, and he felt that the two were not suitable.

However, after having an in-depth exchange with Li Xuedong on traditional Chinese medicine, Fan Wenzhong really felt that the young man in front of him was profound in the field of traditional Chinese medicine knowledge, even far beyond the Taishan Beidou who he knew who claimed to be in the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine industry.

If this son can meet a contract in the future, his future is limitless!

Thinking of this, Fan Wenzhong suddenly changed his initial thoughts, and wanted his precious granddaughter to pursue Li Xuedong well, which would also make a big difference for their Fan family in the future.

Sun Jing could hear the implicit meaning of Fan Wenzhong's words just now, and immediately showed a look of loss, and sighed: "Grandpa, I and Xuedong are just friends, not to mention that Xuedong already has a girlfriend, do you want me to be a junior?"

"Huh?!"

Fan Wenzhong was taken aback when he heard this, and then he was indifferent, how could a young and talented person like Li Xuedong not have a discerning woman.

Since there was no way out of this idea, Fan Wenzhong had to show a few traces of loss.

From beginning to end, Li Xuedong didn't say a word, just listened to the two people in front of him, and suddenly felt very embarrassed.

After closing the pharmacy, Sun Jing drove his car out and drove the two to a restaurant called Jinsheng.

Jinsheng Hotel is a well-known restaurant in Jiangzhou, especially the chef's knife technique of cutting fish is simply a must, the fish made is thornless and boneless, fragrant and tender, and makes people have endless aftertaste.

Sun Jing is quite familiar with the experience of the hotel, so she booked a private room in advance, and ordered a few signature dishes of the store, and set up a full table.

Originally, Sun Jing planned to bring a bottle of treasured red wine, but Fan Wenzhong was not used to the feeling of red wine, so he drank white wine happily.

The delicious dishes were served one after another, and Fan Wenzhong asked for two forty-eight-degree Jiangzhou Daqu and poured a glass for himself and Li Xuedong.

Jiangzhou Daqu is a local specialty of Jiangzhou liquor, due to its unique brewing technology, drink too much, the wine is mellow, in the Chinese liquor list, Jiangzhou Daqu is also able to squeeze into the top ten famous liquor.

"Come, Xuedong, let's go!"

Fan Wenzhong picked up a glass of white wine and said with a smile.

Li Xuedong hurriedly picked up the wine glass and touched it with Fan Lao, and said, "Fan Lao, please!"

Fan Wenzhong opened his mouth and drank most of the glass of liquor, which startled Sun Jing, who was sitting next to him, and hurriedly snatched the wine glass from his hand: "Grandpa, can't you drink less, how can you drink like this, your body is not very good, if you have a problem drinking, how can I explain it to my family!"

Fan Wenzhong patted the back of Sun Jing's hand and smiled kindly and happily: "Jing'er, you don't know, Xuedong and I are a thousand glasses of wine, and I am happy to meet a young talent like Xuedong in my lifetime!"

Not only because he met Li Xuedong, but Fan Wenzhong was even more pleased that many problems in traditional Chinese medicine that had never been explained were solved with the help of Li Xuedong, and his heart was happy.

Seeing Fan Wenzhong so happy, Li Xuedong reached out and touched his wrist to understand his physical condition by checking his pulse.

I have to say that Fan Wenzhong is worthy of being a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and he maintains his body very well, but some problems are really physical problems caused by his age, and he is much healthier than young adults in other aspects.

"Sister Jing, don't worry, there is nothing wrong with Fan Lao's body, and drinking alcohol will also help blood circulation. Li Xuedong came back, looked at Sun Jing with a smile and said.

"You guys, give me some leisure, don't drink too much, just drink one bottle for two!"

Sun Jing didn't want to sweep away the two New Year's friends, but two bottles of liquor were too much, so she got up and picked up a bottle, and by the way, she found the waiter to prepare some more decanting tea for them.

Seeing Sun Jing take away a bottle arrogantly, Fan Wenzhong burst into laughter: "Jing'er, this girl, is really getting more and more unreasonable, haha." ”

Li Xuedong smiled indifferently, and then touched the cup with Fan Wenzhong.

It may be the reason why I drank too much tea during the day today, and soon after, Li Xuedong got up to go to the bathroom.

When Li Xuedong walked into the bathroom, he happened to see two men washing their hands with their backs, laughing and talking while washing, he didn't pay attention to it, but walked in directly.

"Lao Zheng, when Mr. Wang comes over, you must call the female clerk surnamed Zhao over to accompany the wine. ”

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, obviously he didn't have much hair, and he kept pulling the hair around him in the middle in front of the mirror, and the shape was extremely funny.

"It must be, I'll call that Zhao Yilin after I go out. ”

The person who responded was a middle-aged man with a beer belly, and he also bowed down when he spoke, and said while taking out his mobile phone: "If you want to say that Mr. Wang's eyesight is really good, then Zhao Yilin is the most beautiful female employee in our six sales departments, tsk!"

(End of chapter)