The whole process seemed to take a lot of time, but when calculated comprehensively, it didn't seem to be very fast. In fact, it was just because He Zhao treated a little guy.

According to the normal process, patients should come one after another. He can tell what the disease is at a glance. Even if it is difficult to take the pulse and ask about the symptoms when the disease occurs, plus the treatment time, he can get it done in half an hour. Two people.

Ideally, one patient would be credited with 5 proficiency points, and twelve points added together would be a total of 60 points. A mix of proficiency and minor-level proficiency would be obtained.

Isn't it better than "staying alone in an empty room" and struggling to read books?

Not to mention, there are still wages to be paid.

Perfect!

"The needle bag, I accept it without mercy." He pretended to be excited. No ordinary person would have a sad face after receiving a set of items worth twenty-five taels of silver for free.

But for some unknown reason, Mr. Fan hesitated to speak several times, as if he was still a little hesitant about accepting disciples.

""

Damn it, what should I do if you don’t ask?

He could only continue to act, put the needle bag into his large sleeve robe, clasped his hands in a fist and saluted. Then he turned around and left, slowly walking out of the hall.

"Sir, you hesitated several times in front of me. What's on your mind?" The boy, whose pain in his waist and legs had been greatly relieved, naturally saw what Lao Fan was thinking. But he couldn't forcefully say something nice, so he could only ask insinuatingly.

"Alas, I wanted to accept him as a disciple, but I didn't know what his temperament was like." The real person in charge of Yuzhitang said the words that were stuck in his throat.

"Hey, I thought it was a big deal." The clerk slapped his thigh and spoke very fast. "Isn't this the medicine man who came here to ask for work some time ago?"

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Fan had memories in his mind. At first, he used the Hushan grass in the medicine pot as a test, and the other party's technique was crisp and neat, which left some impression.

"Is it him?"

"No, I heard that he is down-to-earth and hard-working. Other old medicine people only do the minimum amount prescribed in the whole day. But he is not the same. He can do twice as much as others at one time.

Moreover, he worked more and more every day and was never lazy. The manager of the medicine field was full of praise for him and always gave him more money than others.

Of course, it not only has advantages but also disadvantages. It is said that he has a very large appetite and can eat thirty kilograms of corn in one meal. He is the reincarnation of a well-known rice bucket."

The little boy knows very well how to praise others. People cannot be perfect. You can pick out some shortcomings that make people feel innocuous or even cute.

In this way, it can deepen others' favorable impression of the person being praised.

""

Mr. Fan thought it was a shortcoming, but it turned out that he just ate more food?

Yuzhitang may lack many things, but it does not lack money and medicinal materials.

Not to mention a meal of thirty kilograms of corn, a meal of fifty kilograms of corn, that is not a big deal.

"Go and call him back quickly!"

"Okay, don't worry."

The waiter immediately chased after him, and Lao Fan took a sip of tea with peace of mind.

On the street, someone looked puzzled.

"No, there is clearly a light in his eyes."

"Master, wait! Wait!"

He Zhao's footsteps suddenly stopped, and while he was secretly happy in his heart, he turned around calmly.

"What's wrong? Could it be that the old gentleman regrets it?"

"Look at what you said, how could our husband lose his trust for a mere needle bag? I just want to tell you that Mr. Fan wants to accept you as his disciple."

""Hearing this, he fell into silence. He had to show his thoughts. It was impossible to agree directly in one breath. Otherwise, wouldn't all the previous preparations be wasted?

"What else are you thinking about? Our Mr. Fan is a famous medical expert in Sichun City. Yuzhitang is his own, and he only has a daughter about your age.

In addition, he is also a guest of the Medicine Gang, one of the three major gangs in the city. Even though he is the leader of the gang, he should treat our husband as a junior. In short, it is not a loss to become a disciple!"

"Okay, but we have to wait until I cure the patient before we can talk."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man walked away quickly with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

To put it bluntly, play hard to get.

Aren't you eager to accept me as your disciple?

I don’t want to!

In this way, Mr. Fan will definitely be thinking about it, and his attention to it will increase again.

The poor old man, who spent his whole life treating illnesses and saving lives, suffered the misfortune of PUA, a visitor from another world.

The waiter looked at the fading background and quickly organized the words in his mind.

Returning to Yuzhitang, the old gentleman looked at the person who came back alone and asked hurriedly.

"Is it possible that no one has caught up?"

"Caught up."

"What? Why didn't he bring it back?"

To this, the clerk smiled.

"First of all, congratulations, sir. I told him your identity. Who would have thought that instead of immediately agreeing, he actually said that he would go and treat the patients."

"Okay, okay!!"

Mr. Fan said hello three times in a row. If someone else knew his identity, he would probably have forgotten the patient.

Unexpectedly, this man still prioritizes medical treatment. If he misses the opportunity to become his teacher, it is no exaggeration to say that it is the same as missing the opportunity to change his destiny.

In fact, the man named He probably figured out the personality of the PUA target through the previous bet between the two. He put the patient first and quickly established a high-ranking image.

The old man couldn't be more satisfied.

To be willing to spend twenty-five taels on needle bags in order to cure a disease and save lives can be said to treat money like dirt. To be willing to give up an opportunity to change a life in order to cure a disease and save lives can be described as a doctor's benevolence.

Being down-to-earth, hard-working, and of good character, all these three qualities make him a great disciple!

"Go and ask me about this person's life." Mr. Fan was a little impatient, so he simply asked someone to search for his apprentice's daily performance.

That's right, from now on, I will recognize my successor!

As long as the other party is not a bastard, you have to accept whatever you say.

The little boy nodded and said to himself that I can only help you so far. In order to repay the other party for curing his waist and leg pain, he racked his brains.

On the other side, the famous ruthless man returned to Qingshan Village humming a ditty and went straight to the grain store.

"Hey, have you finished the more than 900 kilograms of corn you bought last time? If everyone in the world could eat it like you, the grain merchants would probably make a fortune."

Zhang Si sat at the counter and said with a smile.

"Huh, I'm just afraid that there won't be enough food and people will starve everywhere."

""

Just kidding, why should I be so serious?

"What are you here for?"

"How do you know I'm not buying food?"

Lao Zhang smiled when he heard this and replied.

"If you stick your butt out, I'll know what kind of shit you're going to poop."

"Please do me a favor."

While He Zhao was talking, he took out the needle bag and spread it out on the counter.

Zhang Si looked at the dense needles and his head felt dizzy.

"No, you"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by someone raising his hand.

"In the future, if someone asks you, I will treat your illness. You must bite me to death. We have already agreed." After saying this, he took out a large number of filiform needles.

Before Lao could open his mouth, he waved his hands, leaving afterimages in the air.

"???"

The confused shopkeeper felt a pain in his face and found that all the needles in his hand were missing.

"Where's the needle?"

"On your face."

"ah"

In this regard, he had no choice but to hold down Zhang Laosi and comforted him.

"Don't worry, I won't take human life lightly. That will lead to lawsuits. Do you often have headaches? Seeing a doctor and taking medicine can only alleviate it slightly, but it cannot be eradicated?"

Although the first sentence is quite scary, the rest of it is accurate word for word.

"How do you know?"

"I studied medicine!"
To be continued...