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"Since you're here, take it easy. Sit down."

Mr. Sun raised his chin and gestured for Su Chen to sit on the stool.

Su Chen bowed slightly and introduced himself.

"Mr. Sun, I'm Su Chen, an apprentice at the Chinese Medical Center. If there's anything you need, just let me know.”

"Or should I learn something first?”

Hearing Su Chen's words, Mr. Sun's eyes flashed with approval.

If not for the man who claimed to be a director begging him to promote Chinese medicine the day before yesterday, he would never have agreed to accept an apprentice and do such a show.

But when he saw Su Chen, Mr. Sun changed his mind.

This was simply a great apprentice descending from the heavens!

He was humble and polite, and his temperament was out of the world. He was like a seedling of Chinese medicine who had both morality and skills.

Although he was recording a program, if he could really take in a disciple because of this…it would be a good thing!

After so many years of hard work, he would not be lonely!

Thinking of this, Mr. Sun came to a realization and said,

"Su Chen, go to the shelf in the attic and get my handwritten outline!”

Su Chen nodded and turned around to go up to the attic.

Mr. Sun was a straightforward person. Although he wasn't young anymore, he didn't take advantage of his seniority, nor did he have any sour taste.

Therefore, after meeting him once, Su Chen quickly entered the role of an apprentice.

Soon, in the attic.

The old incandescent lamp was turned on. Under the dim light, stacks of prescription notes were piled up.

Su Chen estimated that it was at least a hundred pounds.

This was all paper!

How many years had it taken to write on a hundred kilograms of paper?

He took out his phone and shone it on the light.

Su Chen picked up the topmost page from the stack of handwritten notes.

It was densely packed. It should be the outline that Mr. Sun had mentioned.

On the outline in front of him, the ingredients, pharmacology, and various clinical manifestations of various Chinese herbs were clearly marked.

Even the dosage of herbs was accurate to the grams!

Su Chen was surprised when he saw it.

Good heavens, it seemed like the director was right. Mr. Sun was indeed not an ordinary old Chinese doctor.

These handwritten notes were almost all Mr. Sun's own research and conclusions.

It was likely that he had combined his clinical experience and theoretical knowledge of Chinese medicine, as well as his discoveries in recent years, to write word by word on it.

Looking at these handwritten notes, Su Chen was a little absent-minded.

Why didn't such an old Chinese doctor come to see a doctor?

"Mr. Sun, the handwritten outline you wanted!”

Coming down from the attic, Su Chen handed the manuscript in his hand to Mr. Sun and waited for his next arrangement.

In Su Chen's heart.

As apprentices, they usually did chores like sweeping the floor and wiping the tables.

However, Mr. Sun did not take the handwritten copy.

He only held up a magnifying glass and tried his best to identify a few herbs.

Then,

He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and waved his hand.

"Since you got it, then you can carry it!”

"Carry?" Su Chen looked at the handwritten notes in his hand in disbelief.

They were so densely packed that they could even recognize the words.

But why was it so obscure and difficult to understand?

More importantly, I'm just a new apprentice, and you want me to carry your life's work…is this appropriate?

……

In a courtyard.

Reba looked at the table full of gourds of all sizes, lost in thought.

On the gourd, black lines outlined various patterns, clearly showing every tiny detail on his body under the sunlight.

"Wow…Teacher, the mountain and pine tree you carved on the gourd are so beautiful!”

Reba's gaze constantly swept back and forth across these exquisite gourds, his eyes filled with envy.

Soon after.

He looked down at his gourd.

The gourd in Reba's hand was painted by her electric branding pen, and the black marks were arranged like thick eyebrows.

After a long sigh, she pushed the gourd that she had drawn wrongly to the side.

Around the gourd, there were four or five other gourds lying in a mess. On them, there were dense lines that were "unique" like ghost characters.

Seeing this.

Reba held his chin with both hands and looked at the gourd in disappointment.

Why was it so difficult to draw a gourd?

At this moment, Little Senior Sister walked up and said with a pained expression when she saw the gourd.

"You're so wasteful! Why did you use so much?"

"You have to know that some gourds can't be bought even with money!”

Reba lowered his head silently like a child who had done something wrong.

However, the netizens in the live broadcast room all stood up to defend the injustice.

"It's normal for materials to be consumed during the learning process, right?! Why did you say that about my wife?”

"Hug my wife! You have to continue to work hard!"

"This person doesn't have to say anything. Reba hasn't even systematically learned how to do poker!”

"Hahaha, Reba arrived the earliest and rushed to the evening market? It had been so long, but he still hadn't finished making a gourd.”

……

On the other side.

Yang Mi, who was running with the troops, tilted her head and glanced at the gate.

There seemed to be some kind of ceremony being held at the door. It was solemn and solemn. The soldiers in the front row were holding a black and white photo frame with a string of white silk hanging on it.

"Newcomer! Focus, don't look around!"

"Ah, yes!"

Yang Mi quickly turned around and continued to focus on running. The huge waves in front of her surged, causing countless netizens in the live broadcast room to wipe their nosebleeds.

This scene could be described as a huge scene with surging waves…

The popularity of Big Honey's live broadcast room soared like a rocket because of this. It was simply a sure-kill move for traffic!

"After walking around, only Big Mimi did not disappoint me!”

"Next door, Su Chen is memorizing the effects of medicinal herbs, getting scolded, Hua Chenyu walking around the forest…It's too boring!”

"Chen Mi CP! I miss you guys!"

"As expected of my Big Honey!"

……

Facing the dim yellow light, Su Chen's head swelled.

Ever since the college entrance examination, he had not memorized such a long thing for a long time!

About an hour later.

Su Chen looked at the empty door and asked curiously.

"Master, why is there no one in our Chinese Medical Hospital?”

"Is there a lack of publicity or something…"

Looking at the deserted entrance of the Chinese Medical Hospital and recalling the lively pharmacy activities on the way here, Su Chen immediately realized the difference.

Other people bought medicine and gave eggs, but you couldn't even see your house number clearly.

Mr. Sun smiled as if he had expected Su Chen's words.

"I hope that there are no illnesses in the world. Isn't it a good thing that the medicine on the shelf will turn into dust?”

Something good?

Su Chen glanced at Sir's bowl that was left over from lunch.

Congee, pickles, and not even a drop of oil.

So...

"Master, what are we eating tonight?”

Mr. Sun also glanced at the dishes in his bowl.

Soon after.

The air suddenly became quiet.

After a long time, Mr. Sun coughed dryly and spoke faintly.

"Why don't you promote it? After all, wine is not as good as wine…"

Su Chen couldn't help but find Mr. Sun's expression adorable.

Having an elder in the family was like having a treasure.

A moment later, Su Chen stood in front of No. 78 Minghu Road in the narrow alley with a blank expression.

He looked back.

The dilapidated signboard and peeling wall seemed to be promoting the Chinese medicine hall…

It was a little difficult.

"Brother, are you going to do a promotion?"

"How many eggs do I get for 129? Can you give me more brothers on account that I'm ranked third on the rankings?”

"Is there a need to promote this kind of Chinese medicine store? Just close down."

"Are you going to sing, brother? The white cloth is already covered."

"F * ck, Big Mimi next door is actually playing dirty! Brother, quickly use your great killing weapon!"

"Playing dirty? Su Chen is not afraid."

"So, will big brother sing tonight? I can't sleep if you don't sing!"

……

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