I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Dr. Li is a person with a high level of both business intelligence and it was very smooth to explain to him the medical case of the mother who had just given birth. The other party will always give appropriate responses at the appropriate points, and the questions raised will always be appropriate.

Luo Qianhuai was not a person who kept secrets, so he simply introduced several methods of dealing with shoulder dystocia in detail, and both parties felt quite satisfied.

Of course, in Li Langzhong's heart, Wen Pu's status had reached a new level, and he could almost stand side by side with Mei Zhou, the national expert in Xinglin.

A wise master gives birth to a wise disciple. The more outstanding Lady Luo is in front of her, the more unfathomable Wen Pu is behind her. This is a matter of course.

After a while, the medicine was sent back, and Luo Qianhuai personally demonstrated by boiling five bowls of water into one bowl. After feeding the mother, the bleeding stopped immediately, and her face became more red.

"Fry it the same way I just did, twice a day. I'll come back for follow-up consultation in three days." Luo Qianhuai said goodbye and left. Mrs. Wang and Chang's mother each gave her a share of the consultation fee, and gratefully sent her and Xingjiu Delivered to door.

Although Dr. Li did not contribute, he still received the medical expenses. He had long since stopped feeling sleepy and was chatting with Luo Qianhuai all the way. After a few words, he would always get back to the prescription. He first asked about the combination of the medicine given to the mother, and saw that Luo Qianhuai knew everything. , the conversation gradually turned to those patent medicines in Ji'antang.

How could he hide his little thoughts from Luo Qianhuai.

She will spread the prescriptions from her previous life, but the conditions are not sufficient in a short period of time. On the one hand, all kinds of books are still in her mind, and she doesn't know how long it will take to write them out. On the other hand, before she gets the papermaking technology, Even if it is written, it will be difficult to promote it on a large scale.

In addition, she also wants to make the sign of her pharmacy louder. Even if there are patent medicines with the same name all over the world, the most authentic ones will have to be Jiantang.

She said no more, and just glanced at Mr. Li with a half-smiling look. The other person understood that this young lady was not really that innocent. He couldn't help but touch his nose and laughed a few times:

"I don't mean anything else. I just bought a few patent medicines during the day. Some of the ingredients are not sure, and I was just curious."

"Li Langzhong doesn't need to explain to me." Luo Qianhuai covered his mouth and yawned: "My master is willing to sell the patent medicine at a fair price, and he has no intention of hiding it. All my colleagues can learn from it and wait for my master to write a book in the future. After the explanation, naturally these prescriptions are no longer secret."

When Li Langzhong heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Mr. Wen is going to write a book? This is really a blessing for the Wuling medical family and a blessing for the Xinglin people all over the world!"

"Ahem, my master is keeping a low profile. Before the matter is completed, I hope Mr. Li will not spread the word." Luo Qianhuai said.

"Of course, that's natural!" Li Langzhong nodded frequently: "If this matter comes out of your mouth and reaches my ears, it is absolutely safe!"

In the past two days, Wen Pu always felt that something was wrong. The number of Wuling colleagues who came to buy patent medicines increased instead of decreasing. Only a few of the patent medicines in the store were prescribed to patients, and most of them were taken away by colleagues. Seeing that the inventory was about to be insufficient, Luo Qianhuai had to take Tan Fei with him. Others worked overtime to prepare.

That's all. The most important thing is that no matter which pharmacy he comes from, he will first visit Wen Pu and say "Mr. Wen" in a very humble and polite manner.

This is completely different from Wen Pu's impression of the situation of peer opposition five years ago. Even when Mr. Liu was still alive, the various drug stores were not in harmony on the surface, and there were all kinds of rivalries overtly and covertly.

Is it possible that in the five years since he lost his qualifications to practice, Xinglin's atmosphere was suddenly wiped out, everyone became a gentleman, and all the doctors in the world became great doctors?

This doubt reached its peak when he saw someone coming from Renxintang.

Renxintang has been at odds with Ji'antang since the previous generation, Mr. Qin, because Mr. Qin believed that Mr. Liu had robbed his patients several times, so he had always been grudges and slandered and slandered him on various occasions. Ji'antang. In this generation, the relationship between Qin Sang and Wen Pu is naturally unlikely to be harmonious. This is evident from the fact that Qin Sang refused to testify for Wen Pu last time.

So now Shopkeeper An from Renxintang would step into Jiantang, take out real money and silver to buy medicine, and even lower his attitude like other colleagues, calling Wen Pu sir, which is simply weird.

So out of curiosity, Wen Pu casually asked shopkeeper An a few questions. Unexpectedly, the other party looked at him seriously for a while, and his attitude became more respectful: "Mr. Wen is a man of integrity and is willing to put the secrets of the master's sect and medical practice in the book. This shows that With the heart of a great doctor, all colleagues in Wuling are eagerly waiting for the publication of Mr. Wen's masterpiece to read and study it. What's wrong with calling him sir?"

Wen Pu's face stiffened and his eyes stagnated. Just as he was waiting for a rebuttal, Luo Qianhuai appeared: "Writing a book and establishing a theory is not something that can be done overnight. Please be patient and don't come to your door to ask for help from time to time, so as not to miss the teacher." progress."

"Ms. Luo is absolutely right." Shopkeeper Na An was convinced: "Mr. Zhao told Mr. Li what he said, saying that Mr. Wen was a humble and low-key person and did not want to publicize this matter. However, we were a little impatient and still wanted to see Wen. Don’t be offended, sir.”

Luo Qianhuai: So, is Langzhong Li a liar?

Wen Pu: "Well, speaking of it, I think there is some misunderstanding about this matter. I didn't mean to do it."

Shopkeeper An didn't wait for him to finish, and immediately nodded his head like garlic: "Yes, we understand that you don't intend to make any publicity, I will leave now and will never disturb your diagnosis and writing of books!"

He did what he said, and without waiting for Wen Pu to say anything else, he turned around and left, walking fast and hasty, as if a pack of wolves were chasing behind him.

Wen Pu looked at Luo Qianhuai, who was smiling flatteringly, and sighed: "Yin Yin, tell me, what's going on?"

Since the meeting between his uncle and nephew, Wen Pu had never asked her where her medical skills came from. He was very patient if he could bear to wait until now.

Luo Qianhuai made arrangements first, and ordered Xingjiu to temporarily lead the new patients to Dr. Mei's clinic. Then he carefully closed the door and said a sentence he had prepared long ago.

Zi Bu Yu's strange power can confuse the gods, but at times like this, one has to rely on metaphysics to deceive him.

"You dreamed about the Emperor Shennong of the Earth. He said that he was destined to you and me, and he wanted to use your hands to promote medicine in future generations?" Although Wen Pu was not an atheist, he still found it incredible.

"It's absolutely true." Luo Qianhuai said solemnly: "I thought it was just a dream before, but then when I saw the patient, the treatment method naturally came up in my mind. Both medicine and needles were effective, so Yinyin had to take it. .”

"Of course, Yin Yin is young and has little qualifications, so she has no choice but to use the name of uncle. Uncle, you won't be angry with Yin Yin for this, right?"

The petite and beautiful niece was about to cry, and Wen Pu couldn't bear it at all. He only dared to say a harsh word except for coaxing her softly.

"Yin Yin is right. You will get married in the future. As a doctor, your status is low. This reputation will do you more harm than good. But all the books you write must be sent to me to read in advance." This was his bottom line.

"Yin Yin doesn't want to marry." Luo Qianhuai quickly stated his position: "Yin Yin just wants to treat illnesses and save people for the rest of her life."

"Just talk like a child." Wen Pu shook his head fondly: "You will be in time after the first month, and my uncle will definitely find a good marriage for you by then."