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Chapter 670 Medical inheritance

As soon as He Renshan finished speaking, several colleagues present widened their eyes.

Wang Fugui may not know He Renshan's status in Jiangcheng, but they are extremely clear.

The He family is second to none in the traditional Chinese medicine industry in Jiangcheng.

He Renshan seems to have become famous in the traditional Chinese medicine industry since childhood.

As soon as he became an adult, he was already the president of the Chinese Medicine Association in Jiangcheng.

Now that he is getting older, he has long become a benchmark figure in the traditional Chinese medicine industry in Jiangcheng City.

And now this benchmark figure is going to be taught by a young junior.

If such news spreads, it will definitely shock the entire Chinese medicine community.

Wang Fugui was naturally very surprised to look at He Renshan.

"Director He is this?"

He Renshan coughed, seemed to have made a great decision and spoke.

"Doctor Wang, today I will call myself Big Brother as my age!"

"I wonder if Brother Wang has heard this saying, learning does not depend on age. As long as you are willing to learn, you can always learn it!"

Wang Fugui still has never heard of this sentence, but he always knew that he would learn until he was old and live until he was old.

The meaning of these two should be the same.

"Brother, today I don't care whether I am old or not. You are older than me. I want to learn from you. I wonder if you have any plans to accept an apprentice?"

"If there is, I will be shameless today and ask you to accept me as your disciple!"

After hearing this, Wang Fugui immediately smiled and said.

"Director He, you look down on me too highly!"

"I am just an unknown village doctor. How can I be your teacher?"

After Wang Fugui finished speaking, he felt that it seemed a little inappropriate and continued.

"But we all know each other too. If you have time, you can talk to each other and exchange medical skills. As for the matter of becoming a disciple, let's forget it!"

After Wang Fugui said this, he smiled and looked at He Renshan.

He thought that he had already said it very tactfully, He Renshan would never force himself to be his teacher!

However, He Renshan's face suddenly changed, he straightened his waist and said seriously.

"How could Dr. Wang say that!"

Wang Fugui was confused.

"You are a miracle doctor, just like a god. How can an ordinary person like me be compared to you, let alone be able to communicate medical skills together!"

"I am already very content if you can give my medical skills a glance from afar. How can I communicate with you?"

While speaking, he looked at Wang Fugui with extremely anticipated eyes.

"Doctor Wang, I really want to worship you as my teacher. You should accept me, the old man for my sincere study!"

"I can guarantee that as long as you can accept me, the old man, I will definitely study hard in the future and promote traditional Chinese medicine with all my heart. Even if you don't accept me, my heart that loves traditional Chinese medicine will not be left behind!"

Wang Fugui has never seen anyone so passionate about traditional Chinese medicine.

Besides, he visually estimated that He Renshan should be in his fifties.

He is in his fifties and has almost half of his life, but he still loves traditional Chinese medicine so much. Even Wang Fugui is difficult to achieve this state of mind.

He looked at He Renshan in front of him seriously, a white-haired old man with straightened his chest, and a Chinese medicine doctor who was in his fifties and was humbly studying.

With such persistence, what qualifications does such an old man have to let go?

Wang Fugui cleared his throat, stepped forward and held He Renshan's hand, and said seriously.

"Okay, I promise you!"

However, he thought about it and found that he not only had traditional Chinese medicine, but also had a lot to do, so he spoke again.

"However, I shouldn't be able to teach you all the time, because I have many other important things to do."

"I can accept you as my apprentice, but I may only give you some tips when you don't understand."

He suddenly thought of what he said to Zhou Hong last time and said again.

"Last time I had the honor to communicate with a very powerful Western medicine expert. She asked me to compile my Chinese medicine skills into a book, so that Chinese medicine will not slowly decline."

"I also agree with her, so I immediately turned my skills into theory and wrote them out. But I just wrote them. If you want to read them, I can send them to you first, you can read them first."

"This is my first time editing a book, so many of the words are more straightforward. A Chinese medicine expert like you who have had decades of experience will definitely be able to understand it at a glance."

He Renshan was so excited that he was about to shed tears when he heard this.

He really didn't expect that he could buy a master by buying personal ginseng, and this master is also a genius of traditional Chinese medicine.

Before Wang Fugui finished speaking, he took a sip of water and continued.

"I'll send you the book to you, and you can take a look first. If you really don't understand something, come and ask me and I can explain it to you at any time. But as your master, I can only do this. If you can't accept it, actually..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted loudly by He Renshan.

"Acceptable!"

"I can accept it!"

"I know you must be very busy in your daily life, but it is my honor to accept me as your apprentice. What else can I not accept!"

"Don't worry, when I receive the book, I will definitely devote myself to studying and live up to your efforts!"

Wang Fugui suddenly felt that the responsibility on him became very great.

He didn't feel this way before, but this time he met a group of people like He Renshan who are nearly fifty years old and still love traditional Chinese medicine so much.

He suddenly felt a sense of responsibility.

He felt that he had the obligation to pass on the traditional Chinese medicine that had lasted thousands of years in China.

Not only for such a group of elderly people, but also for those young people who love traditional Chinese medicine from the bottom of their hearts!

However, giving He Renshan theories he wrote to the traditional Chinese medicine, actually he has some selfish intentions.

To be honest, compared with the old Chinese medicine doctors who have been in the past for decades, I am indeed very inexperienced.

The traditional Chinese medicine theory he wrote must have many subjective factors.

So he also wanted He Renshan to help him see it, and if there is anything inappropriate, he could also modify it at any time.

After all, this may still be published and printed in the future and will go to the market.

If the content inside misunderstands those who have just entered the traditional Chinese medicine industry, he will not be able to bear this responsibility!

He did it right away, and he took out his small backpack again.

Take out a thick notebook from your backpack and hand it over to He Renshan.

"Director He, this is what I have written so far, but you can help me see it first. If you think there is anything inappropriate in it, you can tell me at any time."

"Like you, I love traditional Chinese medicine very much, and I also want to bring traditional Chinese medicine to the screen again!"
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