In a bungalow in Qingyang District, Langmin City, a child is resisting tenaciously...

"Xiao Xuguai, I have two more bites, come on, don't cough after eating." A beautiful woman was holding a small bowl and feeding a child with a light brown liquid.

"I don't! This medicine is so bitter, and this little pill is so bitter! I won't take it~" Xiao Lingxu blocked his mouth and refused to let the medicine liquid be imported.

"You won't be healthy if you don't eat it~ Haven't you always wanted to go out and play?" The woman's kind voice came into Ling Xu's ears, which was like a demon's induction to him.

This scene is basically performed every day, sometimes two or three days later. One disease is cured, and the other comes.

"How is it, have you finished taking the medicine?" The man who was looking at the documents on the small table in the room asked without looking back after hearing the sound of closing the door.

"Oh. I've eaten and I've already slept. I just feel a little sorry for Xiaoxu. If it weren't for a month of premature birth, he wouldn't have lost his weak and prone to illness. Don't read the medical records anymore. If it's broken, I can't take care of you." The woman showed a worried look again.

The man closed the documents and books and said, "Okay. Maybe Xiaoxu will be strong after a while and will not be so sick."

These two are Ling Xu's parents, Ling Zhongqiu and Fu Ying.

However, three years, six years, nine years passed, until Ling Xu was thirteen years old, his body was still weak.

Fu Ying's gentle and cheerful personality has long been buried, and there are only endless worries. "Zhongqiu, when will the new medicine you mentioned come with? Is it really useful to Ling Xu's body?"

"Well, it's almost. That's an imported medicine. The authoritative verification result is that it has a strong effect on the body." Ling Zhongqiu pushed his glasses and answered affirmatively.

But Ling Xu was very angry when he heard this. He had already had his own thoughts, so he ran out and asked, "Is it not enough for ten years to give me new medicine? Everyone asked me to have a jar of medicine! No one was willing to play with me!"

Fu Ying was also quite distressed, "We also want you to get better soon. No one is playing here, so how about we go back to my grandmother's house these days? The air is good in the countryside."

Before Ling Xu could answer, Ling Zhongqiu agreed: "Okay, the environment is also a big factor. I just happened to have ten days off, so let's go back."

——Grandma’s house—

"Mom, what does grandpa look like? Why didn't I see before?" Ling Xu had never seen his grandpa. He died of a heart attack before Ling Xu was born.

Fu Ying touched Ling Xu's head, "You were still young at that time, so go and see now, just in the attic. Be careful and don't break things."

"Um!"

The attic is simple, with a single black and white photo on the table, next to it are some small family photos, and a storage box from the old era.

"What is this?" Ling Xu looked through the box curiously. "Traditional Chinese medicine? Is my grandfather also studying medicine?"

The pages of these "long-closed" books were lifted one by one in Ling Xu's hands.

"Hey! It's so complicated." A disgusting voice came out of his mouth, but his hands kept turning and his eyes never moved away.

Well? I am weak? Congenital loss? I am accompanimented after all? Since it can be cured, why don’t my father and mother use it for me?” He walked while walking, walked to a stone by the river and sat down.

"It turns out that I am too deficient and easily get sick. Why didn't I write about treatment?" Ling Xu was scratching his scalp, very distressed.

Suddenly, an old but powerful voice came from behind. "Oh? Kid is working so hard? Oh, I'm still seeing a Chinese medicine doctor, it's good."

Ling Xu looked back and saw an old man, but he didn't know him. "No, I just wanted to find out how to cure my disease. I haven't recovered after taking medicine for twelve years."

The old man was stunned when he heard this. The child was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He had been taking medicine for eleven years. How much pain would he suffer? Then he grabbed Ling Xu's hand and pressed his pulse with one finger. "Well, the pulse is weak, the pulse is short and the penis is close to the slum. Although he takes medicine all year round, he doesn't look serious. It's okay, it will get better in about three months. Do you want to treat it? If you want to take me to find your parents."

Ling Xu heard that he could cure it! And it took only three months! He quickly agreed.

"Traditional Chinese medicine?! No! This medicine is simply absurd! I won't let you treat it." Ling's father refused and said a lot of unpleasant words.

"Do you just bear to ask your son to test the medicine? It hasn't improved for twelve years, and have not found any problem yet? You even said that you are a doctor. Bah!" The old man was not showing weakness, and his clan spirit was very strong. "I, Huang Yi, don't dare to guarantee anything else, but I have never been afraid of anyone in treating the disease. I just asked if you dare."

Ling Zhongqiu blushed with anger: "You!..."

"Don't make a noise!" Ling Xu roared, and then his voice felt a little scared. "Father, I've been so tired after so many years. Now I have the chance. I want to try it and let me make a decision!"

Ling's father saw a dilemma because he had some time to approve the medicine on his own. Looking at his son's appearance, "One month, at most one month. If there is no improvement, you are not allowed to mention Chinese medicine again in the future! Humph!" He turned around and left.

Ling's mother was also silent.

"Mother, why is my father like this?" Ling Xu looked at Fu Ying in confusion.

"Because... because your grandfather and your great-grandfather both died because of seeing Chinese medicine. So they don't like Chinese medicine and go to study Western medicine."

Huang Yi snorted coldly from the side: "Ignorance, how can the quack doctor's hand be used to do it? Western medicine is even worse. It's just that the body will not hurt. Tomorrow I will take the little guy back, go out early and come back late every day. I will live at the foot of the mountain."

However, in less than a month, Ling Xu was able to run from 50 meters to 100 meters before he was exhausted.

"I didn't expect that I really had a chance to recover! Hahaha!" Ling Xu, who was lying on the grass, had never tried so happy since he was a child.

"Doctor Huang, I want to learn Chinese medicine. I guess many people will be like me, who need to take medicine for a long time but cannot be cured. I want to cure them, and one can be cured! Can I take you as my teacher?" Ling Xu's eyes were full of hope.

"It's very hard to study medicine. I've learned too many things and I've been questioned too much. Are you sure?" Huang Yi touched his beard and squinted at the young man who was almost fourteen years old.

"Yeah! OK!"

"Okay, then I'll pour me a cup of tea." As he said that, Huang Yi handed out the tea cup in his hand.

"Yes! Master."

In a blink of an eye, Ling Xu was already nineteen years old.

"What! You actually applied for traditional Chinese medicine! Didn't I ask you to apply for Western medicine clinical practice? You also secretly learned traditional Chinese medicine! You are against you!" Ling Zhongqiu was furious. "If you don't change your major, don't come back!"

"I won't change! Why! Western medicine cannot cure my disease, so I won't allow me to see a Chinese medicine doctor! What fallacies! I will prove it to you with facts. Traditional Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine! Western medicine can cure diseases, but traditional Chinese medicine can also cure them! Western medicine has no choice, but traditional Chinese medicine still has it!" Ling Xu's resentment towards Western medicine for many years was revealed at this moment.

Fu Ying heard the noise and came out. Since Ling Xu's health has improved, she has also become happy. "Ling Xu, what your father said is also angry. Don't pay attention to him. If you want to go back, go back. Just come back if you don't have time to call."

———

"So that's how it is. Then let's do some results. Show me where I'll get admitted? Oh, in this city, then rent a place to make a pharmacy in this town. In two years, it's time for you to start a military training. You can also practice your skills. I'll look at you from the side." Mr. Huang smiled and gave another plan.

That's it~Since studying medicine at the age of fourteen, Ling Xu has given all his extracurricular time to traditional Chinese medicine, and there is little social interaction. College time has quietly left, and he has never returned home except for making phone calls or videos.

Until after graduation... I also lived in Liang'an Town with my master.
Chapter completed!