National Hand Medicine

Chapter 26 Five Years,
The driver was taken aback and stepped on the brakes reflexively.The mother sitting next to him was also shocked, looked at him in surprise, and asked him anxiously what happened.

However, he couldn't care less.

He hurriedly opened the door, only to find that the car had already driven a long way.

Before he chased him out, he followed his mother who came down in a hurry to support him: "Yun Mo! What's the matter?"

Song Yunmo lowered his eyes and said lightly, "It's okay."

Let's go and say goodbye, I don't know...when will I see you again.

Time flies, like a white horse passing by, in the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

In five years, Su He has also grown from a little lolita to a slim and beautiful girl.The only thing that remains unchanged is probably her eyes, which are still as clear as water, pure without a trace of impurities, and a burst of aura is compelling.

In the past five years, Su He spent almost all of his time studying Chinese medicine on the mountain, except for returning home, or occasionally going to various parts of the country with Lin Xuanqing to practice medicine.

Seeing their daughter getting better every day, Su Zhide and Lin Lixia were naturally happy, but they once again expressed to Lin Xuanqing that they wanted to send Su He to school, but Lin Xuanqing still vetoed it.

But Lin Xuanqing knew that Su He's staying on this mountain for a day was not a problem, she would always go out one day, in the wide world outside, she could truly grow up and soar above the nine heavens.

Lin Xuanqing knew that his apprentice was definitely not a simple person!
Therefore, Lin Xuanqing gave in a little and agreed to let Su He go to university.

But Su Zhide and Lin Lixia were still a little worried, saying that Su He didn't study and had no foundation before, how could he afford a good university?After all, as a parent, who would want their kids to go to bad colleges?
"Isn't it just an admission notice? When the old man says a word, he still won't be able to read it? Beijing University Huaqing, Xiaohe can go wherever he likes!" Lin Xuanqing said arrogantly, patting her chest.

In fact, what he said is not bragging, a letter of admission, not even the Fu family, but his disciples and grandchildren, can do it properly!
The ghost doctor's school is not just a name, the power behind it is unimaginably huge.

On Cuiyun Mountain, in Lin Xuanqing's hut, a young girl is sitting behind a square table, her white and soft hands are holding a pen in a standard posture, her wrist is steady, her arms are still, and the graceful and elegant fonts appear like flowing clouds and flowing water On rice paper.

Seeing her words, even the master couldn't help admiring.

Her handwriting has a bit of beauty, but it also has its own style. The brush is even and hidden, the inside is strong and the outside is gentle, and at the same time, there is an inexplicable and elegant taste, which makes people's eyes shine.

Of course, words are not the point.

She held her breath and concentrated, a prescription was completed in one go——

Guizhi, roasted licorice, ginger, ginseng, donkey-hide gelatin, rehmannia glutinosa, Ophiopogon japonicus, hemp seed, jujube...

Behind each herbal medicine, there is also a dosage indication unique to traditional Chinese medicine.

This is a Zhigancao soup from Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Febrile Diseases".

When the last stroke was completed, she smiled with her lips curled up, gently put down the brush brush, took the piece of paper and ran happily outside the small courtyard, and fixed her eyes on Lin Xuanqing among the flowers and plants.

"Master! I've finished it!" She rushed over with a smile.

Lin Xuanqing didn't even raise her head: "Bring it to me to have a look."

Su He immediately handed it over obediently.

Lin Xuanqing took it with a hand covered in mud, glanced at it, and curled her lips: "The writing is not bad, and you can barely be a teacher, but you are still far behind, so don't be complacent."

"I know, I know!" Su He replied with a smile.

"Then shall I go to the mountain?" Su He asked immediately.

Lin Xuanqing nodded and agreed.

Su He cheered and ran out.

Seeing Su He's leaving back, a faint smile appeared on Lin Xuanqing's face, and he whispered: "This roasted licorice soup is really good. It nourishes qi and nourishes yin, unblocks yang and restores veins, hehe..."

He smiled softly and stroked his beard habitually.

"Eh!" Lin Xuanqing froze, lowered her eyes, and the beard that was dirty by her muddy hands immediately appeared in his eyes.

Lin Xuanqing coughed twice, got up hastily and entered the room.

In Suhe's small courtyard, he walked up the mountain along the path, and when he came to the top of the mountain, Suhe stood on a large flat rock and shouted with all his might: "Cang Yu——!"

Her voice immediately echoed in the valley.

A clear and penetrating golden eagle's call quickly responded to her, and a golden figure also appeared in her line of sight, covered with the golden light of the sun, coming resplendently.

Cang Yu, the former little golden eagle, has grown strong enough in the past five years. Its feathers are all bright golden, dazzling like gold in the sun.So brave and handsome, it really looks like those mythical beasts in ancient Chinese legends.

Seeing Cang Yu's appearance, Su He's smile became brighter again.

It flapped its wings and landed at Su He's feet.

A few years ago, Su He was able to support Cang Yu with her arms, but now she can't. Even if her arms can bear the weight of Cang Yu, but now Cang Yu is too huge, which reminds people of the "God" The most stealthy sculpture in "The Legend of Condor Heroes".

Spiritual, powerful, and a godly horse... isn't it a divine sculpture?
But in front of Su He, Cang Yu was still as dependent and intimate as ever, jumping over and rubbing his head against Su He's hand, while flapping his wings happily.

Su He raised his head and smiled brilliantly, then sat down beside Cang Yu: "Cang Yu, I'm going down the mountain tomorrow!"

Cang Yu was a little unhappy, and pushed Su He's arm hard with his head.

"Hey! Don't be angry!" Su He gently stroked Cang Yu's feathers, and the breath of life also poured down from her fingers and entered Cang Yu's body, "The outside world is very small, you It should belong to this mountain, and this is your freest sky."

Cang Yu raised his head and hissed.

At this moment, Su He felt a little acid in his heart - could it be... this is the so-called sadness.

She frowned and thought, but still puzzled, she buried her head on Cang Yu's back and closed her eyes.

Cang Yu also became quiet at this time.

Between one person and one carving, there is a touch of warmth flowing.

After a while, Su He raised his head and took out a jade flute from his body - this jade flute was obviously carved from a whole piece of suet white jade. Although its workmanship is simple, it reveals a simple and beautiful principle.At the end of the jade flute hangs a pendant with a jade tassel. This pendant is a Tai Chi Pisces figure carved from a piece of ice green jadeite. The knife is smooth and exquisite. A few simple strokes are enough to create such a lifelike pattern.

(End of this chapter)