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Or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] After the old man made a joke with the two, he said to them happily,

"In fact, you have found out that there is no disease, although this disease is more troublesome, but it is nothing to you, the main problem is a maintenance." Fan Wuxian nodded and said,

"I also know how to deal with the onset of the disease, but if it is treated passively like this, it is not a thing, I came here this time, just to ask the teacher, is there any drug therapy, can be set right?" The old man smiled, and then said,

"The tea I gave you just now is a good medicine for the heart." Oh, no wonder it tastes different from other teas, and the feelings are Fan Tianlan's special medicinal tea!

Now Zifan is relieved that he is not sick, and the teacher specially made medicinal tea for himself in his busy schedule, and this friendship is really extremely deep.

Fan Wuxian couldn't help but thank,

"The teacher really deserves to be a master, but does this medicinal tea need to be drunk all the time?"

"Drink it once a day, and you don't have to drink it again for about a year." The old man commanded,

"However, this medicinal tea is to nourish the mind and intellect, and if you are a person who usually has too much mental work, it is also beneficial to drink a little."

"Such a good thing, but you can consider commercial development. \\\\\" Fan Wuxian suddenly remembered this question and proposed.

The old man shook his head and said,

"The price of several of these drugs is high, and it is difficult to maintain large-scale promotion." Fan Wuxian nodded, and said in his heart that this is also a thing.

The prices of the main medicines that nourish the heart are relatively high, and the medicinal tea that the old man made may cost more thought, and ordinary people really can't afford to drink it.

"A day's medicinal tea, the cost is more than 100 yuan, I just grabbed a few pairs to try the effect, wait for me to give you the prescription, and you can make it yourself after you go back." The old man said to Fan Wuxi.

"Yes." Fan Wuxian agreed to come down. Then he asked,

"How's the teacher's writing?"

"There are a lot of things, and now the theoretical aspect has basically been completed, that is, we have begun to compile cases and some medical experience." The old man was also fortunate to have a group of apprentices to help, otherwise he would not have been able to cope with such a big project.

In the past, it would have taken decades for famous doctors to compile a theoretical book, but now there are many things that can be referred to.

I have seen a lot of cases, but if I want to systematically organize a set of theoretical books, it is not possible to compile them in a year and a half.

= novel 520 first release == The old man took out his manuscript and let Fan Wuxian look at it, all of which were written on the rice paper with a small Kai brush, one by one, neatly and neatly, quite stylish, it can be seen that the old man's book ** power is quite deep, stacked page by page, enough to be a little high.

Fan Wuxian looked at it. I felt that the old man was very hard, and he was nearly a hundred years old, and he had to take on such heavy work every day, which was really unbearable, so he said to the old man,

"Teacher, it's the information age, and many people are using computers for writing. I've sent you a few reliable stenographers, and you just have to sit here. While drinking tea, you dictate what you are going to write, and someone will naturally write it down for you, but it is much easier than writing it yourself with a brush. ”

"Oh? Is there such a thing? "The old man was so engrossed in medicine that he didn't notice it.

Nor did he get a chance to meet people who were writing entirely on computers. After all, there are not many people in China who can afford to use computers, and even fewer people who use computers to write seriously.

A lot of people keep their computers at home. Fan Wuxian smiled,

"I may not be able to help with anything else. **.coM*** But there are a lot of stenographers, one hundred and fifty words a minute can be achieved, with the speed of your speech, you can keep up. ”

"Oh, how can you write so many words? It must be tiring to write so many words, right? The old man was also taken aback, and said in his heart that this computer is really a good thing, with his own writing speed like a pen, it is only a dozen words a minute, one hundred and fifty words a minute, and the efficiency of working all day in an hour is worth his own work.

"It's not very tiring, I can send a few more people over and take turns to serve you." Fan Wuxian explained.

Fan Wuxian thought to himself, anyway, Fan Ting has a lot of stenographers there, and there is no problem with using a few people by himself, but in this way, the teacher Fan Tianlan's energy can be saved a lot, and the old man will live a few more years, which will be of great help to himself.

The master and apprentice talked about some topics in acupuncture, and then Fan Tianlan said,

"You're much more famous now than the old man, Divine Doctor, hehe!" Fan Wuxi's old face suddenly turned red,

"This is called Shu Zhong no general, Liao Hua as a pioneer. The masters are all in seclusion, and I, a hairy boy, have a chance to show my face, but it's just a gimmick trick on TV magazines, and I'm very modest. Debut Novel 520"

"There is no need to explain, explanation is a cover-up." The old man smiled and waved his hand,

"The apprentice is famous, and the happiest is the teacher. And your inner acupuncture is unique, and I can't learn it from the teacher, although I have the life of a master and apprentice with you, but you really have a teacher, in fact, it should be regarded as the booklet in the needle box. When Fan Wuxian came up, he also brought Fan Tianlan some light food and snacks that he liked, as well as a few bottles of aged Xinghuacun Fen wine, and the old man liked it very much.

By the time Fan Wuxi and Lin Xiaotong left the wooden house, the sun began to set in the west. When parting, the old man said to Fan Wuxi,

"My own limit, that is, three or four years, originally thought that in these three or four years, I would finish writing what I wanted to write, and I would have an explanation. If what you said can work this time, half a year is enough, and I can be idle for two years, old man. Fan Wuxi didn't say anything, just solemnly saluted, and then took Lin Xiaotong down the mountain.

"What Mr. Fan said is the limit, do you believe it?" Lin Xiaotong carried the medicinal tea he got from Fan Tianlan, humming a little tune along the way, and asked Fan Wuxian with some curiosity.

= Novel 520 first release ==

"The teacher has also practiced some health exercises, and it is normal to have a little premonition about this kind of thing." Fan Wuxian said a little lonely,

"In fact, it is not surprising that many old people, at the last moment, have a better understanding of their own situation."

"Oh----" Lin Xiaotong nodded and said,

"Old Man Fan is really a good person."

"Actually, I'm a good person!" Fan Wuxian said to Lin Xiaotong with a smile.

"You?! Hmph----" Lin Xiaotong glanced at Fan Wuxi, wrinkled his nose and snorted, his eyes full of smiles.

"In another seventy or eighty years, I will also be Old Man Fan." Fan Wuxian said with a smile. However, before the two of them went down the mountain, they received a call from Mr. Fan.

Fan Wuxian was taken aback, and thought something was wrong, but Fan Tianlan said on the phone that one of his disciples, that is, one of Fan Wuxi's senior brothers, had encountered a little trouble, and hoped that Fan Wuxian could help him solve it.

"Oh, don't worry, teacher, unless it's something that hurts nature, the students will do their best." Fan Wuxi patted his chest and reassured.

Fan Tianlan's disciples are all famous doctors with status and status, and they are basically academicians, how can this kind of character do things that hurt heaven and reason?

After Fan Wuxi drove into the city, he came to a hotel according to the address provided by the other party. There are not many hotels here, they are all rustic, and the other party didn't want to entertain Fan Wuxian here, but I heard that he had just gone up the mountain, and this side was a stopper, so he booked dinner here.

When I came in, there were three old men in the private room, all of whom were about sixty or seventy years old, and two younger ones, probably in their thirties.

After the introduction, Fan Wuxian learned that the three old men were all students of Fan Tianlan, and the two younger ones were apprentices, that is, they had to call Uncle Xiao when they saw Fan Wuxi.

The three old men have long passed the age of retirement, and at this time, they were basically hired by the hospital to be the hosts of research projects, after all, with them, it is much easier to apply for funding or anything.

As for the two younger ones, they have just returned from studying abroad, but they are not specialized in traditional Chinese medicine, they are just their disciples, and this time the incident was caused by them.

It can be seen that the old men were pulled over by the two young people to accompany them, and the two young people were the main errands, so they asked the waiter to go to the menu and ask Fan Wuzhi to order.

"They are all disciples of Teacher Fan, so there is no need to be so polite." Fan Wuxian took over the menu,

"I've been running around earlier, and I haven't had time to visit my brothers, but today is a good opportunity, and I will be the master today."

"Then how can it be done, Uncle Shi is a guest today." A young man said. Fan Wuxian smiled,

"That's to the point, there are three senior brothers above, and I should be treated by my junior brother, and below are two senior nephews, how can I let you have a treat, uncle? Hehe, you don't have to fight with me about this, let's talk about it, what is it this time that you need my help? ”

"The teacher accepted the mountain, but he accepted a good apprentice!" An old man sighed. Everyone nodded one after another, Fan Wuxi's reputation was mainly played through TV, he was in front of the public, he treated three stroke patients in one go, so that they could recover their health, this skill, the three old men thought that they did not have, so the master was the teacher, and no one dared to despise him because of the young age of this little junior brother.

What's more, this little junior brother has another identity, and he is a rich man.