" Sir, Elder Mu is taking an afternoon nap. Do you want to…"
The guard at the door saluted.
"It's okay. We'll wait in the living room.”Li Chunming waved his hand and said," By the way, is Director Xiaomu here?"”
"I'm here, I'm here." Before the guard could answer, Mu Wanqiu rushed out of the door.
As soon as she reached the door, her face turned pale.
Li Chunming had many people with him, and there were five or six more who followed him.
She knew all five of them. They were the core members of the medical specialist team. Although they looked weak and frail, they were all leading figures in the Chinese medical field. If any of them stood out, they could be ranked among the top figures in the medical field in the world.
However, when her gaze fell on a wheelchair, she immediately became sad.
What kind of person was sitting in the wheelchair? He had a head full of silver hair, was as thin as a stick, and had sunken eye sockets. It was almost impossible to see his human form.
"Old Deity, you…"
Mu Wanqiu's nose turned sour and she felt like crying.
Huangfu Hongzhang, China's last true Chinese medicine practitioner, had already become so old.
"Little Wanqiu, long time no see, don't be sad. Birth, aging, illness, and death are all human nature. I've also lived for more than a hundred years. I'm afraid I scared you today.”
In the wheelchair, the old man, who was as thin as firewood, struggled to speak. However, he still tried his best to squeeze out a smile to make himself look more friendly.
"Old Deity, I'm sorry." Mu Wanqiu pursed her lips." I'm just in too much pain because I saw Grandpa.”
"Hahaha, you don't have to apologize. I can't do anything about your grandfather. He's not my patient. We're friends.”The old man laughed.
However, his smile was very ugly because there was basically no flesh on his face, like a skeleton wearing a human skin mask.
He was too old and had already run out of oil.
"I came to say goodbye to an old friend." The old man tried his best to smile.
"What's there to say goodbye to? We can't say goodbye. China still needs you. Without you, we will collapse.”Mu Wanqiu choked up.
The old man waved his hand and sighed." I'm useless. I can't revive Chinese medicine even if I'm dead. I even let Chinese medicine take on someone else's surname. Don't say that I'm a stabilizing force. I feel guilty…"
"Old Deity."
Everyone hurriedly stopped the old man from continuing.
The Chinese had stolen Chinese medicine from China, and the decline of Chinese medicine was the greatest pain in the hearts of Chinese doctors.
This was especially true for an old senior like the old deity who had been in the medical industry for nearly a hundred years.
They were on the verge of death, and the Chinese medicine had been stolen. This made them unable to close their eyes even if they died.
" Sigh, if only I were really an old god. I want to live a few more days, but unfortunately…" The old man shook his head lightly." I heard that a young friend made Chinese medicine famous yesterday and might even make Chinese medicine return to its ancestral name. Unfortunately, I might not be able to see it."”
"Old Deity, you will definitely be able to see it.”Mu Wanqiu wasn't the only one who was dazed. Everyone present was dazed. The old man had made countless contributions to the development of Chinese medicine throughout his life. He had also carefully nurtured Professor Tu, who had recently won the Nobel Prize in Medicine. However, such an old man was about to reach the end of his life and might not be able to rest in peace.
They really couldn't bear it.
They were really unwilling!
Why did Chinese medicine become a Chinese medicine?
"Alright, let's not talk about disheartening things anymore. How long has Xiao Mu been sleeping for?”The old man said weakly.
"In less than half an hour, I'll go wake Grandpa up.”Mu Wanqiu wiped her eyes.
At first, she was afraid that the old man would come, but when she saw that the old man was about to die, she felt extremely sad.
This was the backbone of China. If the old man left, it would definitely be one of the most unbearable pains for China.
Looking at the old man, Mu Wanqiu was reminded of the lonely Li Chunming from last night.
Chinese medicine…
It turned out that it would really die.
When these old people passed away one by one, China's traditional Chinese medicine culture would be gone.
Completely gone.
"Don't wake him up. I know he rarely falls asleep.”the old man said.
"It's fine. Grandfather will definitely choose to see you first.”Mu Wanqiu said.
"No need. I'll meet that young friend first.”the old man said.
"Hello, old immortal." Lin Chen came out of the house and cupped his hands at the old man.
It wasn't that he had only come out now to put on airs, but he had just been performing acupuncture on Elder Qiu and Elder Mu to dispel the smell of alcohol. He had heard the words of the old immortal Huangfu just now. Just as he had thought, the old man was a Chinese man with noble character and integrity.
"So young."
"My God, so young!"
"If what happened last night is true, that's amazing.”
"Can Chinese traditional medicine continue?”
"Am I dreaming? So young?”
The group of people looked at each other.
When the old man in the wheelchair saw Lin Chen getting excited, he struggled to sit up. The people beside him quickly came over and helped him sit up.
"Good, Lin Chen, well done." After the old man sat up straight, he tried his best to squeeze out a smile.
"You flatter me, old man. I'm just taking back what originally belonged to us."”
"Well done. You're more promising than me.”The old man struggled to give Lin Chen a thumbs up.
As soon as he finished speaking, the people beside him were dumbfounded.
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