"Little brother, I know, you must be the descendant of a sect of traditional Chinese medicine, family or hermit master. In China, our ancestors have left many precious heritages, but they are all in the hands of a few people. It is understandable to cherish the inheritance of the family, so I can understand your thoughts..." Yuan Huichun rubbed his beard twice, and said resolutely as if he had made a difficult decision: "Old Yuan Huichun has no doors and no sects. He has been obsessed with traditional Chinese medicine for decades and cannot extricate himself. His life's wish is to carry forward the national essence of traditional Chinese medicine so that the treasures passed down by our ancestors can be passed down from generation to generation. So I beg my little brother to help me kindly and lead me into it. Yuan is grateful."

If Luo Zijin heard this, I don’t know what he would be surprised. But Yuan Huichun was serious. He was a typical example of learning until he was old. Although he had no choice but to learn from him, he had worshipped many famous teachers, not a hundred or dozens, but he had always been a disciple of his masters. The reason why he had worshipped so many masters was to learn from the strengths of many families. He had been absorbing knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine all his life. If he discovered any strange methods, he would try every means to learn them. It was his tireless spirit that allowed him to stand out in the traditional Chinese medicine world. Yuan Huichun believed that he had achieved success in traditional Chinese medicine, but he did not expect that the patient he had received accidentally discovered a bone-free technique that had never been seen before, which made Yuan Huichun immediately as fascinated as a bear when he saw honey.

He was sure that he had never seen such a clever technique, so he decided that he was owned by a hermit master. He knew that the sect of this hermit master was more deeply rooted, so he could only learn skills by joining his subordinates. He didn't care that he was already old and wanted to join the real master's sect through Song Lin. However, he was embarrassed by Song Lin. Where did he come from?

Strictly speaking, he is from the Danyuan Sect, but of course he cannot bring Yuan Huichun into the Danyuan Sect. Song Lin can also understand Yuan Huichun's mood. The old man seemed very indifferent to fame and fortune, and the only thing he thought was the traditional Chinese medicine. Song Lin admired Yuan Huichun's behavior, but he was really powerless.

So Song Lin didn't say anything, but just shook his head silently.

After receiving Song Lin's reply, Yuan Huichun's originally red face suddenly became eclipsed. He had actually expected such a result, but before he was rejected, there was always hope. Now that hope is shattered, Yuan Huichun's disappointment cannot be concealed.

What a pity... Yuan Huichun sighed in his heart. It was because all schools and schools were self-refined and unwilling to publicize, that many of the precious heritages of our ancestors were lost in vain. This gradually made traditional Chinese medicine declining more and more, and people's trust in traditional Chinese medicine became less and less. If everyone could openly and honestly communicate medical skills, learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and eliminate the opinions of the public, even if traditional Chinese medicine does not crush Western medicine, at least it can compete with each other's courtesy and equally.

But Yuan Huichun knew that this was an impossible dream. He could not change other people's ideas, and it was impossible to carry forward traditional Chinese medicine with the efforts of a few of them.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing." Yuan Huichun did not change his attitude because Song Lin rejected him. Apart from the unconcealed disappointment, he didn't look like a paradise now, and he was clearly a slutty old man who was tired of physical and mental exhaustion in the world.

"Master Yuan, please wait." At this moment, Song Lin suddenly made a decision. He really couldn't teach Yuan Huichun the seventy-two earthly evil hands, but he could simplify and adapt the seventy-two earthly evil hands into a method of removing bones and correcting bones with several hands. In addition, among the elixirs he was proficient in, there were those who cure diseases and injuries, which could also be slightly changed and taught to Yuan Huichun.

And this is based on the fact that Yuan Huichun is indeed committed to promoting traditional Chinese medicine and curing diseases and saving lives. If not, it would be easy for Song Lin to get it back.

"Old Master, this matter is quite a matter. I need to ask my elders for advice." Song Lin did not want to be mysterious, but mainly because he said such lies, but it was easier to accept and believe than the truth.

Although Song Lin didn't say anything, even so, it still made Yuan Huichun ecstatic. In fact, if Song Lin agreed to him easily, even if Yuan Huichun was happy, it would not be more exciting like the feeling of resurrection at this moment. The old man almost rolled his eyes and kicked his legs on the spot. Fortunately, the qi cultivation skills were good. Yuan Huichun excitedly grabbed Song Lin's hand and said tremblingly: "Thank you so much, thank you so much..."

"It's nothing. I'll contact you after asking for instructions. Master, please go back and wait for my news first." Song Lin shook Yuan Huichun's hand vigorously and conveyed his promise.

Yuan Huichun looked at him gratefully and patted Song Lin's back of his hand hard: "Don't call me old man, no good at learning, no good at learning, the first priority is. The title is, the seniority is all over the clouds, so we should make friends based on the peers."

It was not because he wanted to lower his status because he wanted others, but because Yuan Huichun admired Song Lin very much. He knew that Liao Jun's broken arm was from Song Lin. At Song Lin's age, even if he specialized in his cultivation, it would be quite difficult to have this ability, so he sincerely wanted to be a friend of Song Lin.

"Okay, then I'll call you Brother Yuan in the future." Song Lin smiled, not pretentious at all. Although he was only nineteen years old in the world, he had already passed five hundred years in the world, and his peers did not humiliate Yuan Huichun.

"Haha, okay. Brother, then I'll go back first, I'll ask you for this matter." Yuan Huichun patted Song Lin's back of his hand again, and the two of them had not let go of their hands, which shows how excited Yuan Huichun was.

Song Lin smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Brother Yuan, I'll cover it with me."

Yuan Huichun left, his whole body was as light as eating ginseng fruit. Everyone pursued different things. Black fungus wanted the most, the rich and handsome, the poor and short, the white and beautiful, the politicians wanted the most, the high-ranking minister, and the businessmen wanted the most, the wealthy and the country could rival. But for Yuan Huichun, what he wanted the most was to exhaust the way of traditional Chinese medicine, which lasted for thousands of years without fading.

Song Lin turned around and saw Luo Zijin standing at the door of the classroom far away.

Of course, Luo Zijin was not monitoring Song Lin and Yuan Huichun. She was not such a person. It was just because she had already named before class, Luo Zijin had already named her and kept Song Lin. So she wanted to come out to see how Song Lin and Yuan Huichun were talking, but as soon as she came out, she saw Yuan Huichun holding Song Lin's hand very excited, which made Luo Zijin stunned.

Oh my God! What secret is hidden in Song Lin!

Luo Zijin once accompanied his father to a banquet for a big man in Yanjing. When he shook hands with those big man who could stomp his feet and make the whole Huaxia shake three times, the old man held his hands lightly and let go. But now the old man actually held one of Song Lin's hands with both hands, and he didn't let go after holding it for so long. Song Lin is really too difficult to understand...————————————————————————————————————————————
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