They wanted to meet this master of traditional Chinese medicine so much. Apart from the "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases", they also wanted to get acquainted with him.
"Don't even think about it. I won't show it to you until the teacher asks." Zhao Mingqing said.
Zhao Mingqing looked at his old friends beside him and said, "You have heard it yourself, No. 22 Nanshan Children's Welfare Home."
A regular customer nearby laughed and said: "This is a once-a-month activity on Yunli Street. I go to the children's welfare home to help. On this day, all stores will be closed. Are you from outside the city? You came here to shop today, but it was in vain." .”
"Oh, by the way, it's the 22nd. Don't be surprised if I go to Nanshan Children's Welfare Home that day." Lin Fan said with a smile.
"Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" is indeed a masterpiece of traditional Chinese medicine. Compared with those ancient books, it is more comprehensive and easier to understand.
As the vice president of the association, Wang Tianfeng was very excited at this time, "I will be able to meet Lao Zhao's teacher later, which is quite exciting."
Everyone was surprised, "What's so surprising? Could it be that something has changed?"
Zhou Qingquan smiled and said: "Old Zhao, let me discuss something with you. Do you think it's time for us to study the "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" for us?"
"Of course, it's happened several times in a row."
"This is Nanshan Children's Welfare Home. My teacher comes back here on the 22nd of every month." Zhao Mingqing said.
"Didn't I tell you that my medical skills are very powerful, but it's a pity that you don't believe it." Lin Fan was very helpless. Sometimes when he didn't want to hide it, others didn't believe it, but when he wanted to hide it, he always It is someone who finds the truth.
And now Zhou Qingquan and the others want to see the teacher. How could he not know the meaning of this? He doesn't want to learn medical skills from our teacher. Even if he doesn't become a teacher, he will definitely remember the "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" that the teacher gave him.
Lin Fan saw that the situation was almost done and said, "Okay, let's go."
At this time, on Yunli Street, cars were parked there.
The monthly festival is here.
Sister Hong nodded, "That's true. You came with us. It's impossible for you to know. But how do you know it by feeling your pulse?"
Zhou Qingquan suddenly laughed, "Old Zhao, that's interesting."
Lin Fan smiled and said: "I came with you, do you think I will know?"
Recently, he has to take a good rest, and at the same time, he teaches children to draw every day, and strives to let them enter the industry early. Although there are a few children who have a higher understanding and have gained encyclopedia value, most of the children have not yet understood it.
Participating in this kind of festival is not to spend money, but to have fun with the children, and the most important thing is to taste the craftsmanship of the little boss.
"Let's meet at Nanshan Children's Welfare Home on the 22nd," Lin Fan said.
Some children shouted when they saw people getting out of the car.
Lin Fan smiled mysteriously. He would not tell anyone about this matter. This would be too shocking for anyone.
At this time, a car appeared at the entrance of Nanshan Children's Welfare Home.
"It was the grandpa from that day..."
Nanshan Children's Welfare Home.
Outsiders and citizens were surprised: "There is still such an event?"
"What's going on?" Lin Fan was stunned and couldn't react for the time being. He didn't know what Ming Qing was talking about.
The people who asked this question were also citizens who had just arrived at Yunli Street.
The teacher is mine, not yours.
Why…
Since reading "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases", Zhao Mingqing's own medical skills have greatly improved. Traditional Chinese medicine is not about memorizing by rote, but about drawing inferences from one instance. The properties of Chinese medicine are fixed, and different combinations can produce different effects. Effect.
At this time, Zhao Mingqing's call came.
Line connected.
It has to be said that sometimes people are really helpless.
Dean Huang and Han Lu knew that today was the 22nd. They originally wanted to call the children outside to greet them, but they did not expect that the children were even more excited than they were. They were waiting outside early in the morning, lying on the railing one by one. on, looking out, as if expecting.
A few days later.
Zhao Mingqing brought Zhou Qingquan and the others here. Zhou Qingquan looked at the scene in front of him, "Old Zhao, what is this place?"
Zhao Mingqing said helplessly: "I don't know what you are going to do."
The most important thing is that he can develop a prescription for anorexia. No one can compare with this ability.
Ding ding~
Lin Fan thought about it for a while. When he was in the capital, the Chinese Medicine Association sent someone here. In any case, it was a favor. In this case, it would be better to meet him.
After hanging up the phone.
I don’t think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the more depressed I feel.
When the children saw the vehicle, their eyes shone with anticipation.
We bought a lot of things in the previous few times, so everyone didn't buy anything but some snacks. But even so, when all is said and done, it's still a huge amount.
"Teacher, do you still remember what I told you last time?" Zhao Mingqing asked softly on the phone.
During this time, they stayed with Lao Zhao. Sometimes Lao Zhao would watch them read a page or half a page. From the written knowledge, it can be seen that unless they have real ability, they would never be able to write like this. Content.
"My old friends have been living here for a while, and they just want to see you." Zhao Mingqing said. Zhou Qingquan and the others had been in the magic city for a while. When the teacher came back, he didn't call for the time being. Let the teacher have a good rest. Now that these few days have passed, he should take the initiative to call and ask. If the teacher doesn't want to see him, he won't say anything more.
At the same time, when I encounter something I don’t understand, I ask the teacher and I gain a lot.
They no longer have any doubts about the teacher Lao Zhao. No matter whether they are young or not, they cannot let their hearts fluctuate in the slightest.
According to Lin Fan's idea, he would take Zhao Mingqing out after the 22nd. After all, this once-a-month festival cannot be missed. The children have experienced it twice. I am afraid this is the festival they are looking forward to the most. If If they don't go, I'm afraid they will be very disappointed.
Cars drove slowly out of Yunli Street and rushed towards Nanshan Children's Welfare Home.
…
Sister Hong and the others looked at the little boss and asked doubtfully: "Little boss, you didn't learn about Lao Chen's condition from the doctor today, did you?"
Each symptom was explained. They wanted to borrow it from Lao Zhao, but Lao Zhao refused. He held it in his hand and read it every day. Except for sleeping and eating, he spent the rest of the time studying it.
"Little boss, let's go." Lao Zhang shouted.
The craftsmanship of the little boss is so ingrained in their hearts that they can only eat it twelve times a year, but they cherish it very much.
The surrounding citizens couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this scene in front of them.
Leaving the hospital.
"What is this for?"
This is the day of Yunli Street, and everyone is looking forward to it.